One Direction Preferences

You're Best friends and He's in Love with You

(T)
All are in his POV

Liam:
I watched as she waited for me to be done taking pictures with the small group of fans. We were out shopping and I kind of expected her to be angry that I stopped. "Sorry," I told her, approaching her side. She gave me an award winning smile. "Don't apologize, I love watching you with them. It's cute." You're cute...I thought to myself. Did I really just say that? For as long as I can remember, she's been my best friend, always having my back and treating me like a prince. So why was I thinking of her way more than that?

Zayn:
"Thanks for coming, Z." I grinned at her, nodding my head. I brought my eyes to scan over the skin where she was getting the tattoo I drew for her. Her skin was red, but she wasn't wincing. She was so strong, even I sometimes flinched from the pain, but no one knew that. "It looks good, Y/N." I complimented my own work on her ribs. I found that my eyes were scanning over her body, realizing how fit she was. Something clicked in my head, I've known for a while that I had much stronger feelings for her.

Louis:
My ears were still ringing from th crowd screaming. Not the normal crowd, but the one that filled a football stadium. There was a rush running through my body, I'd probably be sore tomorrow, but right now I felt amazing. "Lou!" I quickly turned to see the smiling face I'd been waiting for. "No more playing in backyards, huh?" Her smirk was unforgettable. I ran to her, picking her up in my arms and spun her around, just to hear her laugh. She's always been there, rooting me on and I never wanted to let her go.

Niall:
"Pop?" "Yep." "Hotdogs?" "Yep." We met back in front of the section where are seats were for the game. Y/N was one of the only ones I went to these so many times with. Traditions were traditions, an while we didn't get to do them as much as we used to, I still counted down until we did. She was so adorable in the shirt I got her for Christmas, yelling at the team for not blocking the goal. "Niall!" She smacked my arm and I snapped out of it. "C'mon! You're not even cheering!" I stood from the cheer and started yelling, but my mind was of in another place, where it was only her and I.

Harry:
"What about this one?" Y/N stepped out of the dressing room and I was at a loss for words. It's been so long since I've seen her in a dress and one that looked that good was just a plus. "God this looks terrible I can see it in your face." She turned to go back in the dressing room, but I quickly stopped her by grabbing her arm. She gave me a puzzled look. "No, it looks beautiful. Y-you look amazing." Y/N grinned, flattening out the dress. "Thanks. I'll get this one then." I wanted to tell her how amazing she was, how I felt about her, but the door shutting behind her made me realize I'd be foolish it I did.