Harry: “I’m going to win it for,” he says, determined after handing the worker his dollar for the twelfth time. Again he fails to knock down all the bottles. You try to tell him that you really don’t need the little stuffed bear, but he keeps playing until he finally gets it on his sixteenth try. The worker hands him the bear, and he give it to you with the biggest smile. “I told you i would get it!”
Louis: They two of you board the carousel, and Louis takes a seat on the bench, patting the seat next to him for you to sit down on. You take the seat next to him, a little disappointed because the bench was no fun, but when he leans over and lightly presses his lips against you own, the bench seat becomes more exciting than any of the horses would have been. The two of you spend the rest of the ride lost in a kiss, not thinking about the people that are probably staring at you and taking pictures because you are both lost in your own little world where only the two of you exist.
Liam: “I’m gonna get you!” he yells cashing after you in his bumper car. You drive away as fast as you can, but he was the lucky one that got a faster car. He catches up to you quickly and slams his car into your’s. He pushes you car up against the edge and keeps running into you until your time is over. Once your time is up, he jumps out of his car quickly and then helps you out of yours. “I think I won,” he said with a smirk before pulling you closer to him. “Victory kiss?”
Niall: “If i eat that I’m going to puke,” you tell him after he brings over another funnel cake. You had already eaten two things of cotton candy each and a funnel cake, now he wanted to add a second one. He lets out a laugh before sitting next to you, and diving into the funnel cake himself. Are you sure you don’t want some?” he ask, powdered sugar covering his lips. You break down and reach for a piece, but he pushes your hand away and holds a piece up to your mouth. The two of you sit on the bench, feeding each other little bits of funnel cake until it’s all gone, and he decides that he needs a hot dog.
Zayn: The two of you are on the ferris wheel when it suddenly jerks to a stop with the two of you at the top. You start to panic immediately. “We’re never going to get off this thing. We’re going to be here for—” That’s when Zayn gets tired of hearing it and presses his lips against your own. You seem to relax right away. “We’ll be fine,” he promises you. The two of you wait patiently for the ferris wheel to move again, watching what’s happening below you and sharing kisses. He’s almost upset when you have to go back down. He was happy being up there with you. He didn’t have to worry about the fans taking pictures or people judging what he did with you. It was just the two of you, and he wanted it to stay like that forever.
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One Direction Preferences
FanfictionA collection of One Direction Preferences. Most are mine, some are from Tumblr. If you would like to use one, inbox me. DISCLAMER: The ones from Tumblr aren't mine. The credit goes to the original owner.
