Zayn: "But Zayn," you bit your lip and sat in the car, "What if they don't like me!" You buried your face in your hands and remained immobile. Zayn chuckled, looked at you, and then got out of the car. He walked around to the other side and opened the door, and reached across to unbuckle your seatbelt. "Zayn! No!" You giggled as Zayn effortlessly threw you over the shoulder and walked into the doors of Harry's house, where you were all meeting. "Boys!" Zayn yelled as he kicked off his shoes, "[Y/N]'s here!" All of the boys came rushing out into the entry hallway, and started laughing. Zayn put you down and you looked up sheepishly, smiling. "She was a little nervous," Zayn kissed your temple and pushed you towards the boys. "Aw," Louis laughed, "We don't bite!" "Sometimes!" Niall winked. They pulled you into the house, and there were no problems at all.
Harry: You frantically ran around the kitchen, pulling a casserole out of the oven, getting guacamole from the refrigerator, making sure there was plenty of beer... You had been toiling in the kitchen all day, the boys were coming over for dinner and you wanted to make a good first impression. Best way to a man's heart is through his stomach, right? You had your hair in a rough ponytail, a few pieces falling in your face. "[Y/N]...?" Harry walked into the kitchen, one eyebrow raised, "Doing okay, kitten?" He chuckled, crossing his arms and leaning up against the headboard. You exhaled, putting an oven-mitt covered hand on your hip. "Will they like me?" Harry laughed again, "Well, they're here." "WHAT?" Sure enough, four more boys ran into the kitchen, seemingly demolishing all of the food you had been working on all day. "She can stay!" Niall pointed at you while looking at Harry, his mouth full of casserole. "Success," Harry winked, hugging you from behind.
Liam: "Now," Liam raised his eyebrow and grinned, "Niall's favorite food...?" "Peri Peri Chicken." You nodded, confidently. Liam laughed, "Correct. Louis doesn't like it when?" "You beat him at FIFA!" Liam kissed your nose, "You're brilliant. Okay. Harry's weak spot is?" "When you play with his curls!" You squeaked, "But don't touch Zayn's hair." Liam laughed, picking you up and swinging you around. "You'll be fine, babe. They'll love you because I love you. Got it?" He poked your nose playfully. You nodded as the doorbell rang, and all of the boys came rushing in before you could answer the door. "Hi!" You smiled kindly, and they all hugged you. "There's FIFA in the XBox and leftovers in the kitchen, Harry, your hair's a little messed up, mind if I...?" You gave Harry's head a quick rub, but simply complimented Zayn's. "Alright," Louis nodded, "If she loses at FIFA, she stays," all of the boys broke into laughter, and you knew that they'd be fine.
Niall: "I'm going to go get a beer," Niall commented, staring at his empty bottle, "Anyone need anything?" The four boys, and you, shook your head no. This was the first time that you were meeting the boys, and you didn't want to be left alone. "Ah damn," Niall shouted from the kitchen, "I'm running to the store really fast! We're out of beer!" He was out the door before you could say anything. You turned around and faced the boys awkwardly, smiling. "Alright," Liam narrowed his eyes a little, "Any previous boyfriends?" "Um, I mean, nothing serious." "Ever cheated?" Harry raised his eyebrows. "Oh, god no!" All of the boys looked at each other and smiled a bit. "Now," Liam asked again, "Why are you dating Niall?" You blushed and looked down, "Because he's perfect. He has flaws, yes, but he loves me for mine and I love him for his. He's loud and Irish, but he knows exactly when to quiet down and be gentle with me. He's perfect, not for everyone, but for me." All of the boys 'Aww-ed'. "Alright," Liam slapped his knees, "She's approved."
Louis: You had been meeting with the boys for the first time, and it was off to a rocky start. They all had had solid relationships with Eleanor, and disapproved a little of how quickly Louis rebounded, even though he had known his relationship with Eleanor had been going south for a long time before they actually ended it. You were all out at a public cafe, and the paparazzi found you all out, swooping down relentlessly. "Lou! Louis!" One of them screamed, "Another beard? Why don't you just come out? Everyone knows you're gay!" They continued to hurl out insults at him until you stood up, "Hey," you snapped at one of them, "I'm right here, you know? You really think Louis would ever hide who he is? We're dating, we love each other. He's not gay and I'm no beard. So go stick your telescope lens up your ass." You sat back down promptly and took a sip of your coffee, and the paparazzi left, tail between his legs. All of the boys looked at you, and Louis kissed your temple, "Thanks, babe," he smiled. "Well," Niall grinned, "She's got just about as much sass as you, Lou. Nice to meet you, [Y/N]."
