Liam:
You sat on the couch with Liam. He had been gone working all day, and you two had finally got to be spending some time together. After a deep and riveting talk about his day, you decided to do something fun. Liam suggested going out to eat, but you could see how tired he was. Knowing your boyfriend, you instead offered up just dinning at home while watching a good movie together. Liam’s brown eyes sparkled as he smiled at you. You grinned back and got up, walking over to his movie cabinet. As you sat down and began your search, Liam went into the kitchen to get the food. Your fingers lightly scanned over all the Disney movies. Finding you and Liam’s favorite, you crawled over to the DVD player and put the movie in. Suddenly, someone wrapped their strong arms around you from behind. You felt Liam’s lips lightly brush your cheek, and his warm breath blew down your neck. “I love you, (Y/N)” You giggled as Liam began kissing your neck, his arms still wrapped protectively over your chest. “I thought we were going to watch a movie Liam?” You teased, turning your head to look at him. Liam smiled and blushed slightly. “Guess I got distracted,” he said leaning down and scooping you up in his arms. You laughed again as he plopped you onto the couch and sat close to you. “Me too, Liam,” you whispered as the movie credits began. “Hmm?” Liam turned to you. You blushed and looked him in the eyes. “I love you too, Liam.” You repeated, responding to his declaration earlier. Liam’s face lit up as he looked at you. Then his eyes softened and he leaned in. His lips collided with yours and you both enjoyed the kiss. Liam pulled away and brushed a stray hair behind your ear. “Happy Valentine’s Day, babe.”
Louis:
You brushed the mascara along you eyelashes quickly. You wanted to make sure that you looked your best. When your boyfriend Louis Tomlinson sent you a random text message telling you to be ‘ready to leave at six’ you hurried to get ready. Not knowing what he wanted you to be ready for, you had hastily grabbed a dress and heels from your closet. Your hair done, you were busy making the last touch ups on your make-up. Suddenly you heard the doorbell rang. You cursed and quickly finished your make-up. “Coming!” you called as you ran down the stairs, putting your earing’s in along the way. You walked up the door, took a deep breath, and opened it. A bouquet of flowers was thrust into your face. You laughed and pushed the flowers- they were red roses- away from your face. A cheerful Louis stood in your doorway. He wore a black tux and a giant grin was plastered on his face. His hair was quiffed back and one arm was snuck behind his back, hiding something. You smiled, wondering what he had bought you. Your eyes slowly looked up to Louis’ face. He was staring at you, his mouth open and his eyes wide. You blushed as he scanned your body. When he looked back at your face, he smiled again. “You look stunning love.” Your blush deepened at his compliment. “I only had an hour to get ready…” you protested shuffling your feet awkwardly. “Well I think you look magnificent.” Louis’ hand slipped into yours, and he gripped it tight. You knew he meant every word. Louis was always so honest. Just then, your curiosity got the best of you again. “What are you hiding behind your back?” You tried to take a peek, but Louis laughed and moved away. “Oh nothing really.” He tried to shrug it off, only making you want it more. “Come on Lou! Let me see!!” You bounced around trying to see behind his back, but he kept moving away. You made one last attempt, but Louis grabbed your arm again and pinned you up against the shut door behind you. You both stood there, your faces barely inches away, breathing in each other. Louis leaned in closer to you, and you sucked in your breath anxiously. His warm lips met yours. He kissed you passionately, and you returned it. Louis broke away suddenly and pulled out what he had been hiding. It was a little stuffed bear, holding a heart. Letters were inscribed on the heart. It said; ‘Louis and (Y/N)’ and a date was below your names. “What’s that Lou?” you asked as you studied the little bear. “It’s when we had our first kiss.” Louis’ voice was soft. You looked up, startled. His face was still close. “You remember that?!?” you asked, astonished. “How could I forget? It was all I could think about for weeks.” Louis scratched the back of his head. You looked down at the ground and blushed. “You’re the sweetest, Lou,” you said while pecking his cheek. “I know.” He smiled and you laughed at his cockiness. “Happy Valentine’s day babe,” Louis whispered as he leaned in to kiss you once more.
