One Direction Preferences<3

He turns you on unexpectedly

He turns you on unexpectedly.(tumbrl)

Harry: Your eyes tore away from the television as he lowered down doing another push-up, a small groan slipping past his lips in the process. Your teeth came down on your lower lip as you took notice in his bulging arms. The thought of him hovering over you quickly filled your head as another groan slipped past his slightly agape lips. "Can you stop..." You mumbled forcing your eyes back to the TV. "Huh?" He asked somewhat out of breath as he peered up at you through his hair. "You keep groaning Harry and-and it's really distracting." You glanced over at him from the corner of your eye and he sat up on his knees and pulled his shirt over his head. "Sorry. No more distractions." He shot you a tiny smile as you sat back in your seat. "Right...you should probably put your shirt on then because Harry..." "It's distracting. Got it." He chuckled as he rose from his spot, picking up his shirt in the process, "This is a first [Y/N]" He shook his head placing his shirt over his shoulder as he neared the kitchen.

Niall: He ran the towel over his slightly damp chest with his lips still moving, "Uhhuh." You muttered as you continued to watch him over the top of your book. He glanced over at you with knitted brows, "You're not listening to me are you [Y/N]?" He asked as the water from his hair dripped down his face. "I'm listenin babe." You lied placing your book flat on your stomach with a smile tugging at your lips as your eyes raked over his bare chest. "Really? So how come you haven't answered my question yet?" He asked with a raised brow as he took a seat at the edge of the bed, "Did you even hear what I asked or were you that into the book?" He reached over grabbing the book and glancing at it before placing it beside him. "I-I heard you a little. Just repeat the question." You smiled over at him as he ran the towel over his chest once more. "I asked where you wanted to go for dinner?" He repeated with a small shake of his head, "Also are you gonna shower or what?" He questioned as he sat still in only the loosely wrapped towel around his waist. "Only if you take one with me." You grinned and he shook his head. "I just got out [Y/N]..." "Never was a problem before." You mumbled as you rose from your spot.

Liam: He sighed as he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand before his eyes trailed over to you, "Yeah you need to change your battery." He murmured quickly running his hand through his hair. "So I guess I should take it to the shop." You grumbled as he shook his head. "I can do it for you babe...it's not that difficult." He shot you a slanted smile as he leaned underneath the hood, "Just get me a wrench." He peered over his shoulder toward you. "Didn't know you could fix cars..." You mumbled as you stalked off in search of a wrench. Your head clouded with images of Liam shirtless and covered in car oil as he worked on your car and a small groan slipped past your lips. "Where the hell is that damn wrench?" You grumbled to yourself as you pried open a few drawers and finally finding it before you headed back to him. "Maybe I should call a mechanic or something..." You muttered as you handed the wrench to him and he glanced up at you with furrowed brows. "So you'd rather pay for someone to fix your car than have me do it?" "Dunno...the thought of you working on cars just...just let me call someone."

Zayn: "Alright?" He asked glancing down at you as you nodded in response before his eyes trailed back over to the cat whistling man. "Course she's not alright...she's here with you." The man laughed as he leaned up against the table, a smirk tugging at his lips. Nodding his head slowly Zayn let his arm drop from your waist and inched closer to the man with his hand held tightly in a ball by his side. "I'm really tired of you running off at the mouth mate..." Zayn spoke with clenched teeth, his eyes slightly darkened as leaned in closely, "Honestly man...I think it's probably best if you keep mouth shut." He finished as you wrapped your hand around his fist pulling him away from the man. You led him to an empty booth and forced him down into the seat as you bit down on your lower lip fighting back your grin. "I've never seen you this jealous before." You spoke softly, your eyes raking over his slightly agitated face, "And I'm sorry but...I think I might actually like this side of you a bit." You breathed lowering into his lap and draping your arm over his shoulder as you gently pressed your lips to his clenched jaw, letting your lips trail over to his.

Louis: You watched as he made his way past you on the skateboard fixing the beanie on his head in the process, "Still want me to teach you?" He asked glancing behind him at you with raised brows as you shrugged your shoulders in response. You watched as a smile crept to his lips as he skated his way back over to you, "What a bit scared or something love? You should know I wouldn't let you get hurt or anything." He muttered the board coming to a halt. "I'm not scared I-I just like watching you that's all," You shrugged once more biting on the inside of your cheek, "you look good on a board." You finished and he playfully rolled his eyes. "So what...you're just gonna sit here for a bit and watch me?" He questioned letting the skateboard rest on his leg as you nodded in response. "By the way I look good on anything." He said with a smirk tugging at his lips before he let the board drop back on the ground and he began skating off. "You look even better on me." You spoke under your breath as he smiled over his shoulder at you. You never thought skateboarding could look so hot until you took the time out to watch Louis.