One Direction Preferences

#292 - I Could Write You A Song

Harry: "Hi love... I know it's late, but I got your text earlier and I miss you too my love... It never gets easier leaving you... I hope you know that. It kind of makes me want to write you a song you know? Something to capture your beauty and your kindness. I dunno... Put something emotional together for you so you can just listen to it when I'm not there. I love you baby girl... and I don't think I could ever put into words how much I do. Call me when you wake up okay. I'll answer. Sleepy tight."

Liam: "Take it love," he said softly, putting his jacket over your shoulders. You were engulfed in his warmth, his scent and everything about him was surrounding you. You smiled softly up at him, slipping your arms through the sleeves. "There..." he said softly, lacing his fingers together with yours once again. Now you're safe from the cold..." You held onto his hand tightly and kissed his cheek gently. "Thank you sweetheart..."

Niall: "Your sadness is like an anchor babe... and you're a boat and it's trying to keep you from moving forwards, but I'll be here to keep you floating..." he whispered, trying to get you to crack a smile at the same time making a point. His arms were keeping you above the surface of your depression, making sure it didn't drown you. He was your lifeboat. You buried yourself closer to him and kissed his chest softly, subtly letting know that he was doing more than you could even imagine.

Louis: "I want to write you a song. One to make your heart remember me. So any time I'm gone you can listen to my voice and sing along. I want to write you a song..." he sang into the phone and you brought your hand up to your mouth, listening to his voice. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, quickly spilling over. Your heart ached for him and the song just made the ache greater, but his voice took it away at the same time, giving you something to look forward to hearing in person.

Zayn: "You... you have given me everything I never thought I deserved..." he said softly, holding both of your hands gently. "You have been my light from the very beginning and... and I haven't been giving you nearly enough in return..." You looked at him softly, bringing his knuckles up to your lips. "I want to give it back to you... And I want to make sure you're happy with me as happy as I am with you... (Y/N), I love you and I need to tell you more often... but I do... and I'm going to make you happy... no matter what..."