Zayn: Zayn frowned at the note in your voice and held the phone even tighter in his hands, wishing that he wasn’t so far apart from you. He could hear the waver in your voice as you told him about your classes; about how you were trying your absolute hardest but you just couldn’t get it no matter what. ”I mean, it’s like the professor has it out for me or something.” He laughed at that, “Babe, I’m sure he doesn’t. I know it’s tough but you’re the most brilliant girl I know. You can do this, I know you can.” A desperate sounding chuckle drifted from the phone, “Thanks, Z.”
Liam: “And then, this woman started yelling at me!” Liam looked over at you incredulously, shocked that there was someone who could be so rude, “Please tell me your manager or someone came over to help you.” You shook your head; you had been left in the shop you worked in utterly alone during an afternoon rush and had been completely overwhelmed. Noticing your pout, Liam slid behind you and started rubbing soothing circles into your shoulder blades. “I’m sorry you had a rubbish day, love. You’re home now and there’s no one to yell at you here.”
Harry: You threw yourself down on the couch with a loud groan and closed your eyes, trying to will your headache to go away. After a moment, Harry was there, pulling you onto his lap and pressing soft kisses to the top of your head. “What’s wrong, love? Talk to me.” You voice was muffled against his t-shirt but he made out something about how people were fake and you were so done. Harry pulled you closer, hugging you tight. “They don’t matter. Who cares about them?” You felt the tension of the day already easing away as you turned your face to see Harry smiling down at you and brushing away your hair.
Niall: You smiled tiredly at Niall as you slumped into the flat. He was sat on the couch, lazily strumming at a guitar in his hands. His brow furrowed in concern as she surveyed you, “Are you doing alright, love?” You ran your hands through your hair, feeling silly as you shook your head no. Niall pushed the instrument to the side and grabbed hold of your hand, leading you through the hallway to the bathroom. He turned on the water and fiddled with the knobs until the water was the perfect temperature. “When you’re done, I’ll have dinner and tea ready for you, and you can tell me all about it, yeah?”
Louis: You did your best to smile as Louis’s face replaced the skype logo. He greeted you with a beaming smile and an enthusiastic wave that made you want to curl up even further and bury yourself under more blankets. His smile faded as he saw your state, “Oh, love… Bad day? I’m so sorry. I wish I could be there.” He perked up as an idea crossed his mind, “I know! Go put on the comfiest t-shirt you can find, I think I even left a few of mine behind, and I’m gonna stay right here and talk to you until you fall asleep, alright, love?”
