One Direction Preferences

#50 - House Hunting

Niall: "See, I don't know, because I really like the wall color in this house, but in the other one, I really like the structure and I just..." You rambled on and on. Eventually, you realized Niall had stopped listening. But who could blame him?
Niall had been listening to you say things like this all week. Since you two had decided to move in together, you've been house hunting. And you're very picky, so choosing things was not your specialty. If the slightest thing, such as the shape of the mirror in the bathroom, was off, you'd hate the entire house.
"Babe, does it really matter what color the walls are? We could paint over them." He rubs your shoulders, calming you down. Sighing, you nod. "I know, I know, it's just that I've been stressed out for a while. That's all. But I do really like this house." You open your arms and gesture to the empty structure around you. Admiring it with a smile on your face.
"I do too, love. I think we should pick this one, and no more stress, deal?" He asks, sticking out his hand.
Smirking, you shook hands with him. "Deal."

Harry: "Honestly, I don't even care what house we live in as long as I get to live with you." You say, resting your head on Harry's shoulder as you stood in the empty living room of a possible living option. Harry nodded, agreeing with you.
Walking down the hallway, a little room caught your eye. "Hmm." You stepped inside, and observed your surroundings. "Aww, Harry, this is the cutest room ever." You coo. The walls were painted a light pink, with easy peel on and off stickers of zoo animals. Putting two and two together, you assumed it was a baby girls room. "This would be perfect if we have a baby someday." You said, glancing at Harry, who looked like he couldn't care less. Until you said 'baby' that is.
"A baby?" He half-whispered and his eyes stared intently at the room. "I could definitely imagine our baby sleeping, playing, taking their first steps in this room." He said, making your heart melt completely.
Slinging his arm around your shoulder, he utters "And I wouldn't want to do it with any one else but you."

Louis: Shortly after Louis had asked you to move in with him, you got nervous about finding a house. You wanted a small, cute little house, small enough for you and Louis. However, Louis wanted a giant house with many rooms. Something that drew a lot of attention to it. You just didn't see eye to eye on these lifestyle choices. As most couples do, you argued about it.
"Lou, why do you want a big house?! It's like 'Oh, don't mind me, just sitting outside my FREAKING MANSION drinking coffee.' That's too much to handle." You retort.
"Yeah, but a small house? What if one of our family members want to stay and we don't have an extra room? Better yet, what if we have a child? What if we have two?" He runs a hand threw his hair, and you sigh. You put your fist out.
"What?" He asks, glancing at your balled up hand in front of him.
You roll your eyes. "Rock Paper Scissors. Whoever wins gets to pick the house."
He stares, quizzically. Finally, he smirks, and reaches his hand out. "Rock paper scissors, shoot!" You exclaim in unison. Both hands show paper, you sigh, going again.
Shockingly, all the times you played, you both showed the same defense.
You ended up laughing it off and buying a medium sized house.

Liam: Buying a house wasn't that hard for you guys, because you both got on about what kind of house you wanted. You both wanted a comfy house, with no neighbors, and a wide open space. It reminded you both of home and you fell in love with it as soon as you walked in.
Your breath caught in your throat as you looked out of the sliding screen door. You say miles of dark green grass, trees that faded as their branches reached for the sky. "Liam, I love this." You say in awe. He snakes his arms around your waist and looks with you. "It's beautiful. So are you." He charms. You playfully hit his arm, blushing.
The realtor walks in. "What do you guys think?" She says. "Are you liking it?"
"We're loving it." Liam says.
From there, you decided to buy it. Many memories later, you're still happy with your purchase.

Zayn: "Everybody wanna steal my girl!" You sang, as you stood in the middle of an empty bedroom. Your voice bounced off the walls and echoed back to you. You smiled like a little kid on Christmas Day. Zayn shakes his head as he watches you from the doorway. You leap towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck and laughing into his chest. "Babe, can we please stop playing and focus on investing in a house?" He asks.
"Oh.... yeah." You say, the fun draining out of your voice.
"Well, can we keep looking? Although the acoustics are great in here," you giggle. "I don't like this one too much."
He nods, kissing your forehead. "I agree. And, babe?" He says, before you're about to walk out of the house. "Yes?"
"Don't quite your day job."

A/N: yo yo yo okay so starting on Friday or Saturday I'm gonna upload a few Christmas preferences bc CHRISTMAS IS MY FAV so yeah look forward to that. ily xx

-S