One Direction Preferences

You Fall Asleep on His Lap

(T)

Liam:
You were both highly intoxicated, stumbling into your apartment. Your legs were exhausted from the heels you had been wearing and overall, you were just so tired. Your mind was so far behind from your movements-you felt so hazy by the time you found the couch your heels were kicked off and you were suddenly shorter than a minute ago, but with the alcohol in your system you didn't recognize the reason why. Liam, whose hands were securely on your waist this entire time, tightened his grip when you made it to the couch and with a loud thud; he plopped down and pulled you on top of him. Through a fit of giggles you fumbled around on the couch, getting situated. "Tonight was tons of fun," You sighed, laying your head down on his legs. Liam smiled down at you; even in this state you could see the twinkle in his eye. He nodded in silent agreement, taking a strand of your hair and twirling it around his finger. You sat like that for too long to realize and before you knew it you were long asleep.

Zayn:
"Then she wouldn't go to sleep no matter how many times I tucked her in or played with her hair or read her a story, she just wouldn't go to bed." As you explained your rough day with your daughter will Zayn was at work, he drew shapes on your back, in a soothing motion. Taking care of a 3 year old was much harder then you expected and while Zayn was at the studio most days, for long periods of time, you found yourself getting more and more tired each day you had to do it. Tonight was just like any other night, he came home, ate the dinner you had prepared hours ago and got ready for bed. You lay across his stomach as he continued this motion, eyes beginning to get heavy for the both of you. He chuckled softly, "What do you expect she is your child." You smiled to yourself, but felt too tired to think of a good comeback. With one final yawn, your eyes shut, overriding the need for you to keep them open. Zayn wasn't far behind; the tracing motion resided and soon he too was fast asleep.

Louis:
There was a loud action movie playing in front of you, but as it moved along, you had long ago lost interest in whatever it was that was going on. With your head resting against a pillow on top of Louis' lap, you could feel yourself getting sleepier as the pointless plot continued to play. "What's the point of this movie Lou?" You ended the sentence with a huge yawn, making your eyes water. Louis smiled at the sound, eyes going from the screen to you, "What's the point?!" He began, chuckling, "Well, that guy, no not that one," he pointed at the screen, "The other one, well he stole money from that other guy," Hand moving to point to the other guy on the screen, "and now that guys wants revenge so he kills his family and it leads to all of this. Have you not been watching at all Y/N?" You yawned once more, "To be honest, no. It's kind of boring. You know I don't really like these movies." His eyes returned to the screen wanting to finish it while you closed your eyes, hoping your dreams would be more exciting.

Niall:
The two of you sat on the floor, for some reason neither of you could name. Soft music played from his phone as you talked about anything, your favorite pass time. Your head rested against his legs as they were sprawled out on the floor, back resting against the couch. "I dare you not to fall asleep on me." He jokingly stated. You turned your head, looking up at him, "Hah! I dare you not to fall asleep on me! Did you forget that you are always the first one to sleep in bed every night?" You returned with sass. "I'm a busy man! What can I say?" You rolled your eyes at his remark, "How about the first one asleep has to clean the bathroom tomorrow." Niall smirked, "Oh you're so on." So then started the contest, neither of you moved, just kept talking to try and stay awake, and you could both talk for hours. There was that familiar silence fallen over the room and when you looked up at Niall, you saw that his eyes were shut. Smiling to yourself, you shut your eyes as well, anticipating him cleaning tomorrow.

Harry:
Harry and you lay in bed, you with a book in hand, him with his phone in his. Resting your head on his lap in a way to get more comfortable you were consumed by your book, but seeing as it was later at night, you were beginning to get tired. Once a yawn escaped your lips you realized you were much more tired than you thought. "Is your book about gravity?" Peaking over the side of your book, you saw him giggling, "Because it's impossible for you to put it down!" You watched he smile on his face grow as you raised an eyebrow, "Was that supposed to be a joke?" He nodded, "I thought it was quite clever!" You shook your head at him yet again. Shutting your book and tossing it aside, you grinned at him, "That might have been one of the worst jokes you've ever told." He shrugged, "I thought it was quite good." He took his hand and ran it through your hair, making you rest your eyes. "Keep telling yourself that babe." You yawned once more, keeping your eyes shut as he played with your hair, putting you to sleep.