(It’s a list of 5 celebrities that- if given the chance - you would be able to hook up with consequence-free)
Harry: He was only rummaging through your sock drawer because he knew that’s where you kept pieces of his clothing that you’d stolen. What he didn’t know was that you had a nicely folded scrap of paper tucked against the back. Something told him that he shouldn’t have removed it from the drawer, unfolded it, and looked down at the page, but he did. And it was five names of people that he recognized from TV and movies and one from the music industry. “What is this?” Harry dropped the paper down in front of where you were watching TV, one of the names from your list was messing about on the screen. Your face went pale and you grabbed the paper. “Where’d you get this?” With a tightness in his jaw, he explained the discovery to you and then - then you laughed and he frowned, green eyes squinting at you. “Harry, I made this list before I met you. I haven’t seen it in years and I’ve no clue how it got there. Relax. It doesn’t matter anymore.” Harry slowly sunk down onto the sofa cushion beside you, a pout slipping onto his face, “Why am I not on it?”
Zayn: Honesty and equality were both things that you and he strive for in your relationship, so when he found you laughing with one of your friends on the phone and writing down names on a piece of paper, he wanted to know what it was for. He saw Ryan Gosling, Channing Tatum, and a few other names that he only vaguely recognized. “It’s a celebrity wish list. If I had the chance to hook up with any five celebrities without any consequences who would they be.” You smiled as you told him, but when you looked up and saw his face, the grin melted. “Give me that,” he dragged the paper and the pen over to where he was sitting and he began to copy down the first names that came into his head. “Emma Watson. Megan Fox.” He wrote down three more names before looking up and seeing the hurt look on your face. “What?” He moved over to sit beside you. “You have a higher likelihood of meeting these people, Zayn! It’s just not fair. The list is a joke and that’s all that it is to me.” Tears bloomed in the corners of your eyes and he carefully reached forward to cup your jaw, resting his thumbs on your cheeks to wipe away the embarrassing tears that spilled out. Zayn tilted you chin up as he did so, looking straight into your eyes. “Babe, why would I really want any of them when I’ve got you right here, yeah? You’re amazing and beautiful and everything I have ever wanted. The list is a joke and I’m in love with you. Only you and I never want to be with anyone else.” Now the tears that rolled down your cheeks were still embarrassing, but they were happy and you smiled, rolling up on your toes to press your lips to his.
Niall: When you’d set out into the city with your list tucked into the bottom of your purse, you never honestly thought that by the end of the night you’d get to cross one name off. You’d laughed about the list with your boyfriend before you boarded the flight to the city where so many celebrities flocked to, and he’d jokingly told you to knock all the names off your list. You knew he was probably only joking, but you fully intended to cross off one before you came home at the end of the month. The first night there, you were out at a bar, halfway towards drunk, when you heard a loud laugh fill the room; a laugh that sent fire through your blood and electricity over your bones. That laugh belonged to the man at the top of your list. Niall Horan approached you first, offered to buy you a drink, and things only went uphill from there. Shortly after midnight, you were being led secretly through the back of whichever hotel they were staying in, up to his room, and that was where the magic happened. It was fun and really good and you stayed the night with Niall Horan’s arms wrapped around you and the next morning, he asked you to stay and you both rolled around the bed for a bit longer. And somehow you ended up there the next night and then next until they had to leave to move to a new city for another concert. It wasn’t until he was gone that you realized that you’d not thought about your boyfriend at all the entire time that you were with Niall and a flush of shame crawled up your body. Niall called you, your phone vibrating in your hands as you typed out a text to your boyfriend. “Come withe me, please? I really, really liked your company. Not just the sex stuff, either, but just like, being around you. Please?” Over the past few days, you’d really enjoyed yourself as well, and you had a month remaining in this pointless trip to the city, so you agreed. Somewhere in all that mess you broke up with your boyfriend since you’d found yourself a new one.
Louis: Natalie Portman walked by, looking absolutely stunning and Louis’ mouth dropped, eyes following her as she passed by. His hand was wrapped around yours so tightly that you could feel his heartbeat. “She’s on your list, right, Lou?” He turned around so quickly that you could almost hear his neck crack. “What do you mean?” “Your celebrity crush list? I have one too, you know. Liam Hemsworth is on it, you were on it, but like, now I actually have you, so I had to take you off. Oh, Zayn’s on it, too.” Louis glared at you, “You have one of my best mates on your shag list?” Slowly, you nodded. “I mean, yeah. Have you seen him? If you get to have beautiful people on your list, then I should be able to comprise my list of some of the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen.” He rolled his eyes and glanced over at where Zayn was standing, talking to an interviewer with Harry who wrapped his arm around the older boy’s shoulders and shook his head at the woman with the microphone. They were probably asking about his recent split with Perrie. Louis sighed, “Hey, if you give me permission to have my own list free of consequences, then I’ll do my best to see where I can get you with Zayn.” If you’d been drinking anything, that would’ve been the most amazing spittake the world’s ever seen, because you could not believe that those words just left your boyfriend’s mouth. “Excuse me?” He nodded and squeezed your hand. “You heard me. If I get the chance, I can take it and you can do that. Promise. No consequences.” He nodded over towards Zayn who was starting to walk towards where to you and Louis stood. “Deal.” You squeezed his hand tightly and both of you grinned.
Liam: When he came to you and told you that he’d crossed a name off his list, you felt a burning in your stomach like you’d swallowed a cigarette that was still lit. You wanted to tell him that was okay, but you just couldn’t because it wasn’t okay. He’d essentially just cheated on you with someone, and you weren’t allowed to be angry because it had been an agreement between the two of you. “I’m sorry, baby girl.” He ran his fingers through your hair, pulling you into his chest so he could kiss your forehead. “I only kissed her because I couldn’t go any further. I was thinking of you and how I know you aren’t completely with this whole list idea.” You nodded and tucked yourself closer against him. “We should rip up the lists, end this dumb deal that we made.” You suggested although your words came out muffled against his shirt. “Alright. But you get one free kiss with anyone that you want, just to make us equal.” You accepted that from him, but you knew that you would probably never use it. Everything you wanted and everything you needed was standing right in front of you with his arms wrapped around you and his lips on your forehead, asking you to come to bed with him.
