Harry:
Harry was telling the boys an embarrassing story about you.
"Harry," you warned, but Harry continued his story.
"And then she fell on her ass!" Harry and the other four boys laughed.
"Harry!" you yelled, hitting Harry's arm.
"Come on, babe! You've got to admit it was a little funny," Harry defended as you rolled your eyes, got up, sat between Louis and Niall, crossing your arms. "Babe," Harry whined, but you stuck your tongue out. "Baby?" Harry whined, again, but you shook your head. "Kitten?" but you rolled you eyes. "Princess?" This time he got a reaction. A smile. Harry knew you loved to be called Princess. "Princess (Y/N)," Harry sang. You smiled even wider.
"You made her smile," Niall cooed, pinching your cheek. You pop his hand, and went back to Harry, sitting in his lap.
Liam:
Liam rarely got mad, but when he did, it was bad. Then, Liam said something he would never say. All that could be heard was the slapping of skin while Liam's head was suddenly to the side as a red hand print on his cheek. Your mouth was in the form of a tiny o, and your eyes were wide.
"Oh my God, Li. I am so sorry," you apologize as Liam brought you into a hug.
"No, don't apologize. I'm the one that needs to be sorry, and I am sorry," Liam said. You only nodded.
Louis:
"Oh my God!" you squealed hitting Louis' arm excitedly.
"Ow!" Louis joked.
"Sorry, but Justin Timberlake just followed me on twitter!" you squealed, again. Louis rolled his eyes.
"That's great, Love," Louis fake smiled as you smiled.
"Daww, Louis! I love you more than Justin," you told him with a smile.
"You do?" Louis asked with a smile as you rolled your eyes.
"Yes, Louis, I do," you smiled.
"YAY! (Y/N) loves me!" Louis yelled excitedly as you playfully rolled your eyes at your childish boyfriend.
Niall:
You were sitting next to Niall. Then, you decide to reach over him, and get your soda. On your way back, you, somehow, managed to hit Niall.
"Owie," Niall whined.
"Aw, I'm sorry Niall," you whispered.
"You hit me," Niall pouted.
"I know, I'm sorry, Nialler," you whispered. You kissed the spot you hit. Then, you kissed him. You both smiled through the kiss.
Zayn:
You were in the kitchen making you and Zayn something to eat. You had your earphones in, so you didn't hear him come in. He wrapped his arms around your waist, and puts his head in the crook of your neck, kissing it. You tense, and bring your leg back, and up, hitting Zayn right where the sun don't shine.
"Damn, babe," Zayn groaned as you took your earphones out.
"Oh my god, Zayn! Why the hell would you scare me?" you asked then walked to the ice box to get some ice out. You put it on his crotch. "Hey, later on tonight you might get an apology gift," you whispered in his ear as Zayn let out a small moan.

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One Direction Preferences
FanficThese are ALL MY preferences. I may have got the idea from other people, but I came up with them so PLEASE do not steal them. Ask and I'll let you use them. (Y/N)- Your Name (Y/N/N)-Your Nick Name (Y/H/C)-Your Hair Color (Y/A)-Your Age (Y/F/S)-Your...