One Direction Preferences

64. He Drives You To Work

Harry: “Babe, you’ll be late if you don’t get a move on” Harry says, poised by the doorway as you finish upstairs. You rush down the stairs, wrapping a scarf around your neck before twirling for his approval. He stops for coffee on the way, only ordering you your favorite Chi Tea Latte. He keeps his hand on your knee as he drives, rubbing small circles over the material of your leggings as you keep your eyes closed. He pulls up in front of the baby boutique, parking the car as you unbuckle your seatbelt. “Thanks babe” you say, leaning over the console to press a kiss to his lips. He waits to make sure you get into the store safely before he drives back home.

Liam: You sigh, leaning your forehead against your steering wheel when your engine fails to turn over. You make your way back into the dark house, tip toeing up the stairs to wake your sleeping boyfriend. “Are you alright?” Liam asks, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Can you give me a ride to work? My car won’t start” you explain quietly, stepping back as he sits up. He pulls a t-shirt on and some shoes before leading you to his car. “I’ll have someone come and look at the car” Liam tells you sleepily, fingers laced with yours as he drives through the dark streets. He pulls into the parking garage of The Royal, pulling up to the maternity floor to drop you off for your shift at the hospital. “See you at 2” he mumbles against your lips, watching you walk inside before pulling away.

Niall: You’re mid sob when Niall pulls up the crash sight. The officer gives him a sympatric look as he crawls out of his Mercedes, rushing to your side to look you over before inspecting the damage of your totaled car. “Did you call into work?” Niall asks, helping you into the car. “If I’m gonna take off to come see you on tour, I can’t take off for this” you say, pulling the car mirror down to touch up your makeup. He sighs but turns his car in the direction of the clothing store you work at. He makes you promise you’ll call him if you want to come home early before pressing a kiss to your sore jaw.

Louis: “What are you doing?” You ask your boyfriend as he sits on the bed already dressed. “I’m waiting on you to finish getting ready for work,” he answers. “Why?” you question in confusion. “Because I’m taking you to work today,” he explains. “Ohh,” you say surprised at his offer. You finish getting dressed and hop into the driver’s seat of the Porsche. He takes your hand as soon as you fasten your seatbelt and makes his way to the St. James. As he pulls up to the entrance he gets out to open the door for you. You look at him with confusion as you step out of the car. He looks around at all of the club members eyeing the two of you as he kisses you goodbye. You laugh as you walk inside fully aware of why he had offered to take you to work.

Zayn: Your car had been in the shop all weekend and today was your first day back to work since having to get the transmission fixed. “Babe you’ve got to take me to work,” you say shaking your boyfriend awake. “Just take the car,” he groans. “How are you going to get to the studio then?” you ask him. He groans as he rolls over, wiping the sleep from his eyes. “When do you have to be at the shop?” he asks yawning. “Fifteen minutes,” you answer. “Jesus (y/n),” he says slowing sitting up in the bed and pulling his pajama pants on. “Alright, let’s go,” he says with yet another yawn. You laugh at his attire and walk with him out the door.