One Direction preferences 2.0

1. How you meet

Niall:

The day started out like any other day. I had been at work all day and I looked forward to the idea of sitting on the couch with a huge pint of ice cream. As I was walking down the street my thoughts drifted away. I wasn't really looking where I was going. Suddenly I hear someone say: ''Look out!' I look up and see a blond haired boy standing in front of me. 'I really thought you were going to run into me' he smiled. 'I'm so sorry, I think I was in my own bubble' I laugh too. 'Well, at least you're pretty' he says and holds out his hand. 'Niall' he says. '(Y/N)' I say as I shake his hand. 'What about you give me your number, so I can call you sometimes?' I can feel my cheeks turning a shade of red, but come on, he looks really nice. 'All right, give me your phone' I say and I put my number in his phone. As I walk away my phone rings. I look at the screen and pick up. 'Just checking!' he says and smiles at me. I smile back and walk away.

Louis:

I twirled in my dress as I looked at myself in the mirror. '(Y/N), come on. We need to go.' My best friend Gina whined as she looked at me. 'I don't know. I don't even want to go' I said and put my hair up. 'For somebody who doesn't want to go, you are putting a lot of effort in your looks' she laughed. I turned towards her. 'I am doing this for you. So YOU can hook up with Mike.' She stands up and gives me a hug. 'I know, and I love you for it.' 

Half an hour later we arrived at the party. As soon as we walk in Mike is next to Gina. 'Hi Love' he says and takes her hand. 'Mind if I steal her from you?' 'No, go ahead' I give him a smile and walk to the kitchen to get a drink. The kitchen is crowded and I have to push other people out of the way. My foot gets stuck on something and I fall forward. Before I reach the ground I feel two arms grabbing me. 'Here you go' a boys says and helps me back on my feet. 'Thanks.. ehh..' I say and look at the boy. 'Louis' he says and shakes my hand. '(Y/N)' I say and smile. 'You're here alone?' he asks and hands me a drink. I shake my head. 'Not really. But the person I'm with is kind of.. occupied..' I smile at my own joke. Louis laughs. 'Good, then you can spend the night with me.' I feel my eyes widen. 'Oh... ehh... That was not what I meant' he says. His cheeks turn bright red.  'I meant.. We can hang out and get to know each other.' I smile at him. 'Sure, I would like that.'

Zayn:

A few weeks ago I moved to Arizona, to live with my dad. New house, new school, new friends..  My dad is super excited, because we haven't seen each other in a few years. I am excited too, but there is a lot to get used to. Today would be my first day at the new school. My mom always said: first impressions matter. So here I am, trying to find an outfit that helps me to blend in, but not too much. I end up picking jeans and a white shirt.

Walking through the halls, a lot of people stare at me. Jess, the girl that is my 'mentor' talks to me. Her words don't really stick with me. 'Here you are, you will be in Spanish for the next hour.' she says as she hands me my timetable. 'Thanks' I mutter and walk into the classroom. The only seat left is next to a guy who looks very annoyed. I sit down next to him and try not to look at him. The Spanish teacher says we need to work together on an assignment. The boy turns to me. 'Hi, I'm Zayn. You're new right?' he says. His eyes are so dark. 'Yes, I am. (Y/N).' I say. 'Nice to meet you' Zayn says and smiles at me. 'Nice to meet you too' I say. 'Where are you from?' he asks as he writes down an answer. 'Canada' I say and check the answer. 'What are you doing here?' he looks at me. 'Long story short, I wanted to live with my dad' I say. 'Your dad.. He is Charles, right?' he looks at me puzzled. I nod 'How did you know?' He smiles 'My dad and your dad are friends. I guess we will be seeing a lot of each other.' I smile 'I guess so.'

Harry

I was standing in line waiting for the check-out. 'I'm sorry, could you tell me what time it is?' I hear behind me. I turn around and see a brown haired boy standing there. 'Sure, it's 2 pm.' 'Thanks' he smiles at me. I looked at him and then saw his watch. 'Is your watch broken?' I ask as I point at his watch. His smile sticks 'No, it is not.' 'So why did you ask me?' I laugh, not totally understanding his logic. 'Do I have to tell you?' he smirks. 'You don't have to, but I would like to know.' I smile at him. He looks at me and his cheeks turn a shade of red. 'Hmm, it is embarrassing.. I wanted an excuse to talk to you.' His eyes meet mine and he immediately turns his eyes to the ground. 'Really? Why?' I ask him, waiting for him to look at me. 'I saw you last week and I told myself: If I see her again, I will talk to her. So then I saw you again today, and I promised myself I would talk to you.' I begin to laugh. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come of.. creepy?' he says. 'Creepy? No. It is sweet. People don't speak to each other enough these days.' A smile appears on his face. 'Harry' he says as he holds out his hand. '(Y/N)' I say and shake his hand. 

Liam:

 I was standing at the bus stop, waiting for the bus to come. It had been a long day and I was really tired. I felt something on my face. Perfect.. It was starting to rain and I didn't have my umbrella with me. I sighed and pulled my coat tighter. 'Are you okay?' I hear and look at the boy standing next to me. 'I am. I forgot my umbrella' I laugh. This is typically me. 'Do you want to share mine?' he asks and comes closer. 'Thanks' I smile at him. We are so close, that I can feel his warmth. 'I'm Liam' he says. '(Y/N)' I say 'Thanks for sharing your umbrella with me.' he smiles at me 'Ofcourse.' The bus comes and we get in. During the bus ride Liam stays quiet, as do I. I don't really know what to say. 'Ehh, so where are you going?' he asks. 'Home. The next stop is my stop' I say and I start to pack my things. 'I know this may sound weird, but.. Could I get your number? I would like to get to know you.' he looks at me with a smile. 'After you, so graciously, offered me the half of your umbrella? Sure.' I laugh and give him my number. As I am getting off the bus my phone buzzes. 'Nice to meet you! x Liam' I laugh and text him back 'Nice to meet you too. Thanks again for keeping me dry! x (Y/N).'