One Direction Preferences

15. He Comes Back From Tour

Harry: Harry was supposed to be coming home, but an extra show was added onto the tour, so he had to stay a few extra nights. On the night of the show, you flew to the location of the concert. You let their manager know you were coming and to not tell Harry and when you arrived, a guard was there to escort you to Harry's dressing room. The boys were on stage for the first half and they came off for a short break in the middle to cool down. You watched the show on the TV in the room. You were so excited to finally see him. When they left the stage, your heart started pounding. Soon after, you heard voices in the hall, then you heard Harry's distinctive drawl. The door opened, his back to you while he addressed someone in the hall. "See you in a few." He turned around to face you and when his eyes met yours, he stopped and ran a hand through his hair. "What- How- You're here!" You stood up and walked over to him. "I'm here." His lips met yours in a long, slow kiss. "I'm so glad you're here." "Me too."

Louis: You were woken up by the sound of the door opening and closing. Your eyes shot open; who was coming into your house? You felt like you were holding your breath, your body paralyzed. You closed your eyes tight hoping that it was just a dream, but then the footsteps started getting closer and you began panicking. You quietly picked up your phone and dialed Louis' number. He was on tour, but you figured it might help. The phone on your end started ringing, then there was a ringing out in the hallway. Your brow furrowed, confused. "Hello?" The voice sounded echoey, but you started talking anyways. "Lou, I think someone's in the house. What do I do?" He laughed and the door was pushed open. Louis' head popped in, then his whole body. "Louis!" You got out of bed quickly and wrapped your arms around his body. "Did you forget I was coming home?" Now that he said something, you recalled him saying he was coming home today. "Yes," you said sheepishly. He kissed your cheek and smiled. "You're a mess."

Liam: You were waiting in your apartment for Liam to come home after months of being on tour. You missed him so much and couldn't wait until he was home. The phone rang and you jumped, the sound cutting through the silence of the room. "Hello?" "(Y/N), hey, it's me." "Li, where are you?" "Bad news. ." You sunk down onto the couch, your heart dropping to your stomach. "My plane is delayed. It's storming really bad and they won't let us fly in the weather. I'm really sorry." You sighed, tried to hold yourself together. "No, it's okay I understand." After saying goodbye, you ran a hand through your hair. You looked down at your dress, your curled hair, at the food you had made. It had all gone to a waste. You knew there was nothing you could do, but it was still a huge let down.

Niall: You hadn't slept all night because you were so excited about Niall coming home. You literally laid awake, your heart running fast. You spent all day yesterday cleaning up the house and preparing a home cooked meal and when the home cooked meal failed, you decided it wasn't worth it and decided you could just take him out to dinner. On the way to the airport, you sped the whole way there. Niall was coming back seperately from the rest of the band so he wasn't on a private plane. You stood outside of the gate, bouncing on the balls of your feet and when people started exiting the terminal, you stood on your toes to find that blonde head of his. Whenever you spotted him, a squeal left your lips and your feet took off running towards him. He didn't even see you and when you landed in his arms, he grunted before looking down and realizing it was you. His lips immediately found yours and his arms wound around your waist. "I was so excited to see you that I sped all the way here and I got a ticket." He threw his head back laughing, placing kisses all over your face. "I've missed you so much." "I've missed you too."

Zayn: Your friends had invited you over for dinner because Zayn was on tour and he was supposed to be coming home tonight, but something came up and he was stuck there. You tried to act like you were having a good time, but really, you weren't. All you wanted to do was see Zayn. It had been months since you last saw him. You told your friends you were going to step outside because you needed some air. You sat on the steps, your eyes following the cars as they drove by. After about twenty minutes, you decided to go back inside. As you were turning to walk inside, a hand grabbed onto your arm. You turned around only to see Zayn standing there, his hair a mess, his eyes tired. "I flew back just to see you. I'm not here to stay for good, I have to go back, but I missed you so much, I had to come back." You threw your arms around him, holding on tight. Your legs wrapped around his waist. "I'm so glad you did." 

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