Today's QOTD: What country do you live in? I'm from the US. Leave your answer in the comments below!
Harry: "I just.. I just wish I could fly you know?" You and Harry had gone out with the rest of the boys tonight, to celebrate Niall's birthday. Harry and Liam were the only ones not drinking. "I really wish I could FLY!" You stood up on a table, attempting to jump off and fly. "I think it's time we go home and get to bed, yeah?" Harry scooped you off the table and into his arms. "But I wanna fly." You pouted and he kissed your nose. "Maybe tomorrow babe."
Louis: The two of you stumbled into your flat. "Man I'm fucking starving!" You walked into the kitchen, making yourself a 'whatever i can fit between two pieces of bread' kind of sandwich. You ate it all, cringing at every bite. "That was nasty." He laughed, watching as you tried to make your way upstairs. "Let me help you." He lifted you up and carried you off to bed.
Liam: "Heeeeyyyyy Li Li!!" You opened the door to your flat to find Liam and Andy in the kitchen making some late night snacks. "Aw sweet (Y/N)'s drunk!" Liam shot his friend a glare, obviously not finding it as amusing as him. "Did you get home alright?" You nodded, tripping over your feet as you walked over to your boyfriend. Luckily, he could catch you before your face was implanted on the tiled floor. "Let's get to bed shall we?"
Niall: Surprisingly, Niall turned down going out for drinks tonight. When you came home he was sitting on the couch just watching a movie. "Niall, come party!!!" You danced your way over to him, stumbling over air along the way. As soon as you reached the carpeted floor of the living room, you fell. "I think you've had enough partying for one night Princess." He lifted you up in his arms and carried you to the bedroom.
Zayn: "Look Zaynie it's my bitches here to welcome me!" You and Zayn had just left the club, being greeted by paps, and you were absolutely shitfaced. He had his hand pressed firmly to the small of your back, guiding you to his car so you could get home. "Alright let's get home." You stopped walking, pouting to Zayn. "But they want me." He laughed and shook his head. "Of course they do babe, now let's go."
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One Direction Preferences
FanfictionA collection of One Direction Preferences. Most are mine, some are from Tumblr. If you would like to use one, inbox me. DISCLAMER: The ones from Tumblr aren't mine. The credit goes to the original owner.
