One Direction Preferences

#5: He Gets Jealous (Niall, Liam, Harry)

Niall:

"Y/N, can we go hang out?" Your best friend Niall pleaded, already on his knees to beg. Of course, you had a big crush on him, since he WAS Niall Horan. You groaned, already tired from the earlier events that was planned for you. "Niall.." You trailed on, not ending your sentence. "Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaase?" He cried, hugging your arm and holding on. "Oh well.. I guess." You sighed, beaten. He grinned widely, and did his special Horan jump. "Yes!" He screamed before dragging you out of the house. It was freezing. You shivered slightly, still walking down the road with Niall. He didn't notice how cold you were, until a stranger came right up to you. "Hello Ma'am. It seems to me that you're shivering and your cold? Well, here's my jacket." He politely said, holding out an auburn jacket out for you. You were about to take it, before Niall jumped in. "No thanks man, she can wear MINE." He emphasised, obviously jealous. The guy seemed to back off, and you smiled. Did Niall like you too? "I love you. You should know that." Niall whispered, before holding out his blue, warm jacket out for you. You quickly slipped in, before he gave you a long, passionate kiss, telling you that he loved you too. More than just a best friend.

Harry:

"And then, and then, he,..... babe? You listening?" He asked, patting your arm multiple times. "Hmm.." You buzzed, your eyes still glued to the Taylor Lautner on television. Harry scoffed, rolling his eyes before trying to reach for the remote control, which you clearly his from him. "NO. YOU DON'T TOUCHY THE REMOTE." You demanded, screaming as he came to attack you. "Well in this case, we need to, don't we?" He smirked, thinking of a clever plan. He chased you into bedroom, before unleashing his jealousy into the dominance in the bedroom. ;)

Liam:

"Who are you talking to? Huh? Huh? Huh?" Liam repeatedly asked, jumping in front of you, as you kept on texting. "Ed." You simply replied. "Sheeran?" Liam asked, desperately trying to look at the text messages between you two. "Yep." You still didn't look up at him. You sat down on the couch, still typing away on your keyboard. "Babyyyyyyyyy.." Liam whined, grabbing you from behind and putting his face on your shoulder. "What?" You snapped finally, staring at him. His face changed, pouting sadly. You sighed, feeling bad. "I'm sorry baby, but you know I love you, and only you." You referred, kissing his nose. He smiled. "That's good enough."