one direction preferences / imagines

whipped

Liam: "Do you need me to carry anything for you?" "No I got it." It was really only three bags and a small stroll from the mall entrance to your car and Liam just couldn't help but insist he carry them for you. It wasn't enough that he just bought you all the items that were stuffed into those three bags, but he still was very persistent. "Liam I'm fine. I can carry them." You giggled at his eagerness to take them from you. When you reached the car, Liam sat back in the driver seat before starting the car. "What's wrong?" You asked, half looking through your bags, excited for your new items. "Do you think I'm whipped?" "You're asking your girlfriend this question?" "No really (Y/N). Do you think so?" You rolled your eyes at the topic he was going on about. "I think that we are in a relationship and do whatever we can to make the other person happy." Your explanation sounded so put together you wondered why Liam was so keen on asking in the first place. "It's just," He paused for a moment as if he was scared to tell you. "I worry sometimes what other people think when they see us together, like just back there. You know that's going to be on some website later talking all about how your keeping my balls in a jar-" "Liam!" You cut him off with your laughter. "I love you and that's all that matters, not those people back there." "I know, I know." He sighed. "Now hurry home so I can model my clothes for you."

Louis: "Will you do me a favor please?" You rubbed his back with a smirk wide on your face. The other boys did their best to ignore you as the movie was still playing on your television screen. Louis turned his head, waiting for what you were going to ask him. "Will you get me more water please?" You put on your best puppy dog face and pouted your bottom lip. Louis chuckled ever so lightly, as to not interrupt the move. "While your up will you also get me my snuggy? I'm starting to get cold." "Sure where is it?" He asked, taking a few steps. "Upstairs." "I'll be back." He grinned and exited the room. "You've trained him well." Niall cackled. "I what?" You looked at him concerned. "(Y/N) you've got him wrapped around your finger!" He continued laughing. "He'll seriously do anything you ask him to." Liam chimed in, and the others nodded. You felt embarrassed. It didn't mean to sound like you were bossing him around or anything you just really wanted your snuggy and a drink, what was so wrong about that? Harry jokingly spelled out "whipped" and the other boys quietly laughed. When Louis appeared back down the stairs he stilled over to you, "Here you are my love." He handed you the fuzzy contraption and then glared at the others, "And I am not whipped you asses." Niall was the first to speak, "Yeah, keep that as your arguement and the whole world will disagree." "You all can fuss all you want..." He trailed off, making it unable for you to hear the rest until he yelled, "At least I get some!" And an immense blush appeared on your cheeks.

Niall: He was surprised to see Darragh standing at his front door while he waited for you to finish getting ready. "Bro where have you been? The bars not the same without ya!" Niall stood to the side to let him come in. He chuckled, "Sorry lad. Been busy." He kept the explanation simple. "With that girl?" Niall grinned. "C'mon man don't act like I don't know! You my friend are whipped." He was quick to shake his head in denial, "No way man. I'm deffinetly not." "Oh really? Then where are ya off to now?" Niall stayed quiet. "You're probably gonna go to dinner right? Take her out to some place super nice and impress her?" Darragh was new to this relationship, he didn't know that Niall had already impressed you as much as he could and you had fallen for him just that way. Niall explained that to him but he wouldn't understand. He pushed him out the door after his friend outreached an invitation to the bar. He turned around from shutting the door and was startled by you. "We don't have to go out tonight." You told him having heard majority of the conversation. "You can go with him if you want." You whispered, not wanting to be the reason he barely sees his friends. Niall shook his head with a grin, "No, babe. I'd rather spend my night with you then at some bar."

Zayn: It was known of Zayn to disappear for a little while for much needed alone time. Ever since you came into his life this time has increased tremendously. The boys hadn't seen him now for a few weeks during their time off and they blamed it on his lack of getting away from you. "Come out tonight!" The text message read and he laid his phone on the table in front of the two of you. He couldn't help but go all in when it came to you. All he wanted was to be with you where nothing or no one could come between you. His phone buzzed with another message saying the same thing from a different boy. You noticed how he didn't even bother answering either of them. "Who was that?" You asked like you didn't already know. The messages had been occurring more and more the past couple of days. "Just the boys." He said, resting his arm around your shoulders to pull you into his embrace. "What did they want?" "Nothing." You hated to do it, but you felt like you had to force him to leave the house without you for the night. After a few moments of contentment you sighed, "Zayn why don't you go join them." "But I want-" "Trust me, I know the boys must miss having their nonchelaunt friend around to spew all their favorite phrases about life and what not. Go have fun." He didn't say anything. "Zayn please just go out! Go have fun!" You told him again. "I trust you." You pecked his cheek giving him the extra urge to get up and get ready. After not much of a fight to put up, Zayn went out after asking you a million times if you wanted to go or if you were sure and when he returned later that night, you were exatic to hear all of the funny stories he had to tell from the night.

Harry: "Sweetheart." His mothers voice sounded almost as sweet as the word. "I feel like I haven't talked to you in ages." "Mum we just spoke last week." Harry was quick repell any statement that would tell him how bad he was falling for you. Harry knew it himself, he didn't need others drilling it into his head. "But I haven't seen you in ages. Your always with-" Anne paused for a moment and Harry chimed in for her, "(Y/N). She has a name." After a heavy sigh Anne finally told him, "I just want you to be carefully honey. You know what happened last time." He knew she was referring to those other times when a girl completely used him and then kicked him go the curb. "This ones different Mum." He told her, "I promise you that." He kept his voice hushed, yet still stern. You were asleep on his lap and he didn't want to wake you. Anne hated seeing him get hurt like any mother would theyre child and Harry knew she only wanted the best for him. She was silent on the other line and Harry could almost sense the frown, "Mum, please just trust me this time. I know it's hard but when I'm with her I don't want to be anywhere else. I love her a lot." Anne's frown turned into a flat line, "Okay, you know I love you sweetie?" Harry grinned, "Yes, I love you to mom."