Zayn:
Zayn and I were in the park eating ice cream, when the paparazzi came. ''Zayn! New York Times, Are you happy with (y/n)?'' I laughed. ''Yes, I am happy with (y/n)'' Zayn said as he wanted to walk away. More questions were thrown at us. ''LEAVE ME AND MY WIFE ALONE!'' Zayn yelled as he took my hand and ran away. We ran as hard as we could and got to the car. I looked at Zayn. ''So, wife huh?'' I smirked. He blushed. ''Yeah, I think I like to say that.'' he whisperd. I laughed. 'Well it sounds good. But not for now.'' I said as I winked at him. He laughed and drove us home.
Liam:
Liam and I were shopping when he saw some of his friends from school. ''MIKE!!'' he yelled. ''LIAM!'' Mike yelled back. We walked towards Mike and Liam started to talk with him. ''So who is this lady?'' he asked Liam. ''This is (y/n), my wife.'' he said with a big smile. I looked at Liam with a weird look on my face. ''What?'' he asked me. ''Nothing.'' I said as I shook Mike's hand. After a while of talking we needed to go. We sat down at a table for some food. ''Wife?'' I asked. ''What?'' he said confused. ''You called me your wife.'' I said laughing. ''Oh, it's just a habbit, I think.'' he confessed. ''So, you do it more often?'' I asked him. he nodded. I laughed. ''That's so cute.'' I gave him a kiss. He kissed me back and smiled.
Harry:
Harry took me to an interview today. I didn't really want to go but I had to. The interviewer turned to Harry. ''So, Harry. How is (y/n)?'' he asked. ''Good, she's really good.'' Harry said, instantely smiling. ''Is it pretty serious?'' the interviewer asked the other boys. Louis nodded. ''Yes, it's even more serious than you think. Last night, he called her his wife.'' Louis said with a big grin. ''NO, SHUT UP LOU!'' Harry yelled, with a red face from blushing. ''So, wife huh? Let's bring (y/n) here.'' the interviewer said. Paul brought me to Harry. I sat next to him and took his hand. ''So, (y/n). Are you his wife?'' the interviewer asked me. I shook my head. ''Not yet.'' I whisperd. Harry smirked. ''Not yet?'' the interviewer asked again. ''Nope, I will wait for him to propose. When he's ready.'' I said and gave Harry a kiss on his cheek. He smiled and the interviewer turned to Louis for his love life. I saved Harry.
Niall:
I sat on the couch and Niall sat beside me on his phone. I grabbed my phone and checked my twitter. My mentions came flooding in. Are you and Niall gonna marry, what?! or Are you guys married? Oh my god! I looked at my phone confused and decided to check Niall's twitter. I looked at his last tweet. 'Sitting on the couch with my wife! :)' I turned to Niall. ''Ni.'' I said and he looked up from his phone. ''You called me your wife?'' I said, confused. ''I was hoping you would catch the hint.'' he said. I was even more confused. ''I want you as my wife. But I'm not ready to marry yet, and so are you.'' he said. I smiled. ''That's true.'' He kissed me and said: ''Wait for a few years, than you're gonna be Mrs. Horan.'' I smiled. ''Sounds good.''
Louis:
Louis and I sat on the couch watching tv, when suddenly his arms slid down. ''No, NO, LOU PLEASEE!!!'' I yelled, but I was to late. Louis had involved me in a tickled fight. I decided I could have control, so I flipped us over and sat on top of him, tickling his sides. ''NOOOO, (Y/N) STOPPP!!!'' he yelled laughing his ass off. I smiled. ''Nope, you tortured me to!'' His phone rang. I stopped tickling so he could pick up. Still catching his breath, he picked up the phone. ''Helloo? ... Hi mom. ... No, I'm not engaged ... No, not married either ... Oh, did I? ... No, I do that a lot, I guess ... Sorry ... Love you to, bye.'' he said and hung up. ''Engaged, married?'' I said confused. ''My mom read an article from our interview. Apparentely, I called you my wife.'' he said smiling. I laughed. ''Not yet, Tomlinson!'' I said as I started tickling him again. We were a great couple.
