One Direction Preferences

#26 I Want Crazy (Hunter Hayes)

Harry: I’m booking my self a one way flight, I gotta see the color in your eyes…

It’s late almost midnight. Your sleeping in the massive bed that your meant to me sharing with Harry. He left for two straight months of promotions, signings, and talk show appearances. Getting along without him isn’t a problem, it just gets lonely without him. An irritating buzz brought you to consciousness, Unable to fully function you slap your hand around in bed until it lands on your phone. You managed to pick it up and lay it on your face. “Hello,” you answer groggily. “Y/N baby, wake up.” Harry’s voice woke you instantly. “Wha— What’s wrong?” He laughed. ‘nothings wrong. I’m coming home.” You sat up looked at the alarm clock and screeched your head. “What are you talking about Harry?” A loud crackling came through the phone as if he dropped it. “We have two days off, and I booked the first one way flight home.” Usually management makes them stay close in case of weather delays, “Really? There letting you leave?” You wide awake now. “Yes, I cant wait to see you. I miss you so much you have no idea.” The familiar sounds of an airport terminal could be heard clearly. “I miss you to Haz…” Excitement rushed through your body, in less than ten hours you would get to see Harry. “I’ve go to go, my flights boarding. Ill see you soon alright, get some sleep. I love you” HE hung up quickly. There’s no way you would sleep until he was laying right next to you.

Liam:  You cant undo a fall like this, cause love don’t know what distance is…

"I know your home Y/N please open the door. I wanna talk to you." Liam begged outside your house. It’s not fair what he’s doing, you fell for him. Hard. And now he’s just going to leave. "Liam, there’s nothing to talk about. Go home forget about all of this, it’s just a fling remember." You quoted him. You had over heard him talking to someone on the phone, ‘She’s just a fling, you think I want to end up like Zayn?’ "Please let me explain." His persistence was starting to annoy you. You got off the couch and stormed over to the door. "What!!" You yelled at a very shocked Liam. "I didn’t mean what I said." Tears started to pool, just looking at him made your heart race. "I don’t know why I said that. You mean so much more to me than a fling." He stepped toward you, and shut the door behind him. "Even if that’s true, your leaving." You snapped. Everything about him was going to make it impossible to forget about him. "I don’t need you to break my heart Liam." He took another step and brought his hand to your face. Your chest pressed against his. "That’s the last thing I want to do. Yeah, I’m leaving. But you cant pretend you don’t love me. It doesn’t matter how far away I am, nothing will change that I love you." He pressed his cold lips hard against yours. He kissed you the way no one else could. It brought butterflies to your stomach, and made you weak at the knees. It’s true there is no way around it. Your madly in love with him.

Niall(Requested): I don’t want easy, I want crazy. You with me baby, lets be crazy…

Ever since you were little you heard the voices, they would tell you to do things, or sometimes just talk. You thought they were normal until you started to see things when you were 10. After months of therapy and visits to “special” doctors, you found out you had Schizophrenia. Since then you have been on a strict regimen of medications. When you met Niall, you told him about it. He thought it was strange for a while but after talking about it, he said that it didn’t matter he loves you no matter what. Niall was gone touring, he kept insisting that you come with but you had school, and work so you couldn’t. After all theses years, taking your meds was really starting to take a toll on you. Your always tired, you usually don’t sleep well, and they make you want to eat everything. After you stopped taking the you felt fine, better than fine. Today you cleaned the whole house and was finishing up the last bit of laundry when you heard something. ‘Y/N’ it sounded exactly like Niall .you turned around, “Niall?” No one answered. It must have been your alert tone. Except that wasn’t the last time you heard it. All night the voices got louder and louder. ‘Y/N’ the screamed at you. You just ignored it. The voices were a small price to pay to feel alive. Except it got worse and worse day after day. Today things were different, every now and then you would see things out of the corner of your eye, someone walking or someone standing there. You sat on the couch and focused n the floor in front of you. “If I can just concentrate hard enough it will go away” you thought. You closed your eyes trying to force them out. ”Y/N! Y/N!” His voice was closer now, it was getting harder to ignore. “WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” You screamed looking up at where the sound was coming from. He was there, Niall stood right in front of you. “Niall?” He looked worried, his eye brows furrowed. He didn’t say anything just studied your face. “Are ya ok?”  He said after a moment of silence. “I thought so,” You confessed embarrassed at the though of what you must have looked like. He basically ran into the bathroom, raiding the medicine cabinet. “When’s  the last time ya took yer meds?” HE asked carrying in a tray of orange and white bottles. You didn’t say anything, its obvious you haven’t taken them, you just hung your head. He kneeled in front of you, his hands on your cheeks. “I knew I should have brought you with me. Princess ya have to take yer meds, I want ya to be healthy.” He just didn’t get it, you feel like a vegetable when your on them. “I don’t feel alive… I’m crazy Niall, ill never be normal.” You whispered looking into his bright blue eyes. “If that’s the case I don’t want normal. I want you, crazy er not. Tomorrow we’re gonna to find a doctor that can help you. Ok, all I want is fer ya to be ok.”

Louis: I don’t want just another hug and a kiss good night, catchin’ up calls and a date sometimes…

You and Louis have been kinda dating for a while, not anything serious. At least to him, after all the time you spent with him, you honestly felt like you loved Louis. He so fun to be around, he always was so interested in what you had to say, he’s unreliably talented, and gorgeous. When ever he’s in town he will call you up and you guys would hang out. Tonight he brought you to dinner, and a movie. He is always a perfect gentleman, opening doors, and pulling out your chair. “You look beautiful tonite.” He complimented as you walked side by side with him. It was only a short distance to the car, and its nice out so you walked slowly in efforts to draw out the little time you had left with him. His hand brushed the back of yours, one of his fingers wrapped around the side of you hand, before he held it. Your hand fits snugly into his. He was being so shy tonight on any other day he has no problem just grabbing your hand. After he drove you home he walked you to the door. “I had a lot of fun tonight,” He was acting off tonight. Usually he is so loud and happy. “Are you ok Lou?” You asked holding his hand again. He wasn’t ok you could tell. “No I’m not ok.” He started. “I’m not ok, because tonite your gonna give me a hug and kiss goodnight. Then I wont see you or talk to you again for weeks. I cant do this anymore, I want to wake up next to you every morning. I want you to be in the front row of all of my shows. I love you and I cant play this game anymore.” Before you could think, you were kissing him. Your tongues intertwining, only stopping for a brief second. “I love you too Louis.”

 Zayn: The world makes all kinds of rules for love I say you gotta let it do what it does…

Every one tells you your too young for him. He’s turning 21 soon, and your just turning 18. There’s nothing wrong with that. Is there? He is slouched on the sofa, clicking through channels. He watched you as you shuffled past him, and sat down facing him. Your clearly upset about something. He stopped clicking and turned his head toward you. “What’s wrong?” He asked, using his tattooed arm to pull you next to him. “It’s all these people on Twitter.” You groaned ”What’d I tell ya about readin all that.” He interrupted. His hazel eyes focused on you . “But what if their right Z?” You asked. “About what?” His fingers traced circles on your leg. “They say I’m too young for you.” You admitted “What if there right?” His fingers moved quickly from your leg to your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Do you love meh” He asked his gaze flicking back and forth between your eyes. “Yea, of course I do Zayn but…” He stopped you with  quick kiss. “And I love you. So nothin else matter. Age is a numba, forget their rules. Its just you and meh.” He said kissing you again and resting his head on your shoulder.