One Direction Preferences

#1: How You Two Meet (Realistic)

HARRY: You looked at yourself in the mirror, heartbeat smashing against your chest as you twirled your laminated meet and greet passes in your hands. You felt a chill go down your spine as the reality settled in that you would be meeting five of the most important boys in your life today, and it worried you but you were overly excited at the same time.

You left the public toilets and resumed your place where you were queuing up and in a few minutes, you were there at the door and security were laying down the simple rules. "You'll get a minute to meet the boys then we'll take the pictures, then give you a copy, you can also check online. Got it?" a woman with huge glasses said in a rush. You could barely nod before she was ushering you into the room and there, in front of you, stood the five angels. You froze.

"Hey there," Niall waved, taking it upon himself to begin. Harry stared at you, those beautiful forest green eyes fixated on yours.

And then you lost it.

"OH MY GOD YOU'RE STANDING IN FRONT OF ME!" you shouted, clamping your hands over your mouth. Louis burst out laughing, always finding reactions amusing.

"We are indeed, what's your name?" Liam smiled.

"Y/N," you stammered, shaking again. "And you're Liam Payne...Liam fucking Payne."

"Mouth like a sailor, I love her already!" Niall chuckled, Louis still laughing in the background.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N," Zayn smirked from where he stood. Your eyes automatically swivelled to Harry Styles. THE Harry Styles. Even better looking in person. How? No idea.

"I like your jacket," Liam nodded.

"And I think Harry likes your face," Louis hummed cheekily, causing Harry to blush a brilliant red.

"Okay ready for the picture guys!" the lady completely ruined the mood. You tore your eyes away from his as the boys crowded around you and you all smiled for the picture.

"Nice meeting you Y/N," Niall grinned.

"You too..." then you remembered. "WAAIT! Sorry, could you follow me on Twitter potentially?" Liam nodded, taking the paper you were holding out.

"Sure. Have a good day," Zayn grinned, before you were gently but firmly ushered out by security.

"You too!" You called out. Louis was still grinning as he took the paper from Liam and Niall grabbed Harry's phone from his back pocket.

"What are you doing?" Harry spluttered, watching Niall unlock it and open up Twitter.

"What do you think he's doing? You're following that girl, right now," Zayn smirked.

And he did. He was then able to slide into the dms.

LIAM: Yes, One Direction fans were crazy, but if you dedicated your life to a band and you had a shot of seeing them for at least a second, you would go a little nuts yourself. Anyway, being a hardcore fan, you were just waiting by the hotel alongside around thirty other girls, hearing a rumour that the boys could be there. Suddenly a huge black shiny range rover pulled up and the girls went nuts, screaming their hearts out as Security jumped out to try and barricade them from coming closer. You didn't even get to look up before you were shoved to the floor, cracking your phone screen. You bit back tears, pain shooting into your palms and your knees. "WAIT! She's hurt!" came a beautiful melodic voice. You felt someone bend down in front of you and you slowly looked up — there Liam was, with a concerned look on his face.

"Holy shit...." you whispered.

"Are you alright?" Liam blinked at you, holding out his hands. You blinked at him and nodded quickly.