One Direction Preferences

He Carries You to Bed

(T)

Liam:
You had both been extremely exhausted after your work out and ended up passing out on the couch. Second day of the new year and he was already running you raged, but you did sign up for it when you promised to work out with him before the new tour began. It was nice too, the extra time you got to spend with him, even though he had time off right now, you still cherished it. He began with rubbing his eyes open, to become more awake and when he peaked down at your sleeping body, stomach rising and falling with every breath you took. His fingers traced absent minded shapes on your back before deciding to finally go to the bedroom. Carefully, he took you in his strong arms, bringing you to your bedroom and like the good boyfriend he was, he tucked you under the covers before crawling in next to you where you both slept the night away.

Zayn:
He had called you about 3 hours ago, and right there you got into a fight. Your eyes had been tired from crying and your cheeks were stained with tears. Lately he's been so stressed and no matter what you did, you day's seemed to always end in fights. When he came home that night, you were fast asleep on the couch, remote still in your grasp. He smiled to himself setting down his things at the front door and then making his way over to you. Kneeling down, he stroked your hair and chuckled at the light snores escaping your lips. He swiftly lift you in is arms, and carried you along to your bedroom. He knew he would have to straighten things out with you, but for now, he was content with sleeping by your side.

Louis:
All of the other boys had passed out on the floor what seemed like hours ago, but had only been minutes. Your eyes were beginning to get heavier and heavier has you lay your head against the couch cushion. Louis was sitting next to you, his head turning towards you at the sound of your loud sigh. "Tired?" You nodded and yawned as if on cue. "C'mon love, let's go to bed." He stood and held out his hand, which you took and he pulled you up. "But what about the boys?" You asked suppressing another yawn. "They'll be alright, we can sleep in our bed while they sleep on the floor." He chuckled. "Can you carry me?" You pouted like a little kid, but you knew he couldn't resit it. He huffed, "C'mere." You hopped up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He carried you off to bed, leaving the boys with the floor, and you with a soft comfy bed...or Louis.

Niall:
There were toys all over your living room with the sound of loud giggles and child voices long put to rest. You agreed to babysitting Theo while Niall was recording. Boy could that little growing guy crawl his way into a mess. Anywhere you turned, he was going the other way, getting into something of Niall's. You felt as if you'd been running after him all day, and you were. Thankfully after endless hours of playing and feeding him, he went to sleep and hell so did you. You had no idea what time it was because as soon your head it the pillow on the couch you were out cold. NIall walked through the door and couldn't help but let out his loud cackle at the sight of you. Your hair was in a bun, mouth wide open and loud snores were leaving your lips. You were in such a deep sleep you didn't feel yourself being lifted and carried through the house, but you did feel a new surface, a softer one as you were laid in your bed and a kiss was placed to your forehead. Covers were pulled over your body and a soft whisper in your ear said, "Sweet dreams sweetheart."

Harry:
Tonight had been one of the funnest nights you've had in a while. That's not a bad things, considering with Harry, it seemed like there is never a dull moment, but you were out enjoying yourself with your friends. After all, it was their way of celebrating your birthday with you. Every year, you'd go out with all your best friends and have a much needed girls night on the town (it was also good because they bought you all your drinks). When you came stumbling in the house, Harry had waited up like usual just to make sure everything was OK and when he sa you, he knew what kind of night it would be. "Harrrry. Let me jus tell you. I amm soo tireeed." You slurred, struggling to take off your shoes. He laughed, walking over to help you to the bedroom. "Humph, my feet hurt.." You whined. Harry looked at you and smiled, "Come here baby," He leaned down, sweeping you off your feet and into his arms. You then found yourself laying on your bed, your eyes feeling extremely heavy. Harry had walked out and by the time he returned with a bottle of Advil for the morning, you were long asleep.