Just Imagine...

Preference-Your First Kiss

Harry:

You were freaking out. Harry Styles asked you out on a date. Honestly, it is kind of a long story. Something to do with a bet that the boys have about Harry and not being able to take any girl on more than one date or something silly. You feel like you should be offended, but you are too giddy to even notice.

The entire date went perfectly. Even though the two of you had only ever met at a meet and greet, there was an instant connection. At least you thought it was an instant connection. You weren't sure whether he felt it as well.

That is, until the end of the date. When the two of you were done with your food, Harry came over to your seat, as a proper gentleman should, and pulled the chair out for you. You were pleasantly surprised when you felt Harry's hand on your back as you walked to the door together.

When you arrived at the front door, you could see through the glass that it was pooring. Great day to curl your hair and wear an already pretty transparent white dress right?

"Here." Harry whispers to you while stripping himself of his black jacket. You feel your cheeks heat up as he wraps your bare shoulders tightly in the still warm jacket. Then he walks up to the door and holds it open for you. "After you." Harry says as he waved his hand, gesturing for you to walk past.

The two of you stand out in the rain for a moment. You aren't sure exactly how you're going to get home. You met Harry at the restaurant. Perhaps he stopped to think of a way to get you home.

Harry suddenly turns towards you with an intense look in his eyes. He looks perfect with his wet curls starting to be weighed down with water and rain droplets sliding down his soft cheeks.

"You know what I have always wanted to do?" Harry asks.

"N-" But he cuts you off before you can even finish your sentence and sends his soft lips perfectly onto yours. You quickly get the message and wrap your arms around his neck. You have to stand on your tiptoes because of his height. The two of you kissed for what seemed like forever. It was perfect.

Niall:

"You're so cute." You say while tapping the tip of Niall's nose with your index finger. The boy had just stuffed one of your entire, freshly baked cookies into his mouth. Since the chocolate chips were all melted, there were chocolate stains on the side of his mouth.

"Fanks." He mutters through a mouthful of hot, doughy cookie. He takes a gulp and swallows the cookie before saying, "You know, out of all the things here, you are definitely the sweetest." He says while blushing.

"Am I?" Recently, you and Niall had had somewhat of a thing going. The entire fandom thought you guys were an official couple. The two of you went everywhere together and often flirted. But Niall had never made it that obvious that he was attracted to you.

"Yes!" Niall exclaims, sounding like an over excited five year old. "You're so sweet, I want to just eat you all up!" He says in a playful kiddy way. you think he is just joking around, being Niall, you know, until he does something very unexpected.

Niall took your face between his hands and gently, yet quickly brought your face up to meet his. The kiss was brief, but the feeling was lingering. Not to mention, Niall got chocolate on you. But none of that mattered because that kiss, was perfect.

Liam:

"I don't know about this Li-" You whistle to your best friend through your missing front teeth.

"Oh come on, I just want to prove that cooties don't exist." Liam says while releasing his hands from the monkey bars. Thankfully his legs were safely holding him up from his fall into the school gravel.

"And how do you plan to do that?" You as sternly. You are too logical for your own good.

"I'll just kiss you and if I come back tomorrow, then cooties don't exist." Liam reasons.

"What if you don't?"

"Who knows." Liam says in his high voice and reaches out and grabs your face while he's still upside down and kisses you very quickly with very puckered lips.

The two of you stare at eachother for a while. Since when do two 8 year olds kiss each other? Let alone their best friend. In the silence, Liam swings down from his perch on the monkey bars and lands in front of you. Now that he is down from there, he is much shorter than you.

"See, I'm just fine. Cooties are fake!"

Zayn:

You can't believe that you and Zayn have been dating for a month and you two still haven't kissed. Seriously, what is going on that you haven't even kissed your own boyfriend?

Not to mention, he is going off on tour in a couple of days. Great. Then after that, who knows how long until you see each other again?!

You sighed in sadness as Zayn's luggage was taken and put onto the private jet. Pretty soon, Zayn is going to have to follow. You feel like you may cry. What are you going to do without him?

"Are you okay?" Zayn whispers to you while slowly and gently pulling you into a warm hug.

"Yes." You sniffle. "I'm just going to miss you so much." Now you're sobbing into his shoulder. Zayn stroke your hair slowly and comfortingly.

"ZAYN!" You hear one of the boys call. He's gotta leave. Your breath catches in your throat.

"I love you." You say, trying to get the wetness of your tears off his shirt as best you could.

"I love you too." Zayn replies in a very sincere, soft voice. Zayn bends down and kisses you gently on the cheek.

But you're not going to settle with that. You are not letting leave you without a proper kiss.

You grab him by the collar just as he's leaving and spin him around then put his face in your hands and you kiss him. His hands wrap around your waist and your arms encircle his neck.

Now you're just going to miss him more.

Louis:

"Truth or dare?" Harry asked you.

"Dare." You say confidently. You are a pretty bold person.

You and the boys, your five best friends (well, more like four), were all hanging out tonight. The boys had just gotten back from tour and they said that the six of you had to catch up. Your little "catch up" had long since turned into a heated game of truth or dare.

"I dare you to kiss..." Please don't be Louis. You thought. Louis William Tomlinson was pretty much your nemesis. He was annoying and sometimes you just hated him. "Louis." Harry says with an evil grin. Harry is definitely the one you are closest to and he knew everything about you. Of course he'd say Louis.

"NO! I OBJECT!" Louis shouts. The hate was mutual.

"No chickening out! And also, it can't be a fake or a short kiss, you two have to really kiss." Harry continues. You huff in frustration while rolling your eyes.

Oh I'm going to kiss him. You thought. You want to surprise Harry. Piss him off.

You and Louis scooted to the center of the circle and he scowled at you. You scowled back then roughly sent your lips into his. You lace your fingers into his hair and you can feel Louis start to kiss you back. Just as his hands start to go to your waist, you pull away.

Louis's face is utterly priceless. His eye's are wide and his breathing is quick. He looked really surprised.

You turn to Harry, "Happy?!" You ask while scooting back to your spot with all the boys staring at you, completely dumbfounded.