Harry: "she said she would be home an hour ago" he said to Louis. He watched the door for a few minutes before texting you for the millionth time asking where you were. "Mate, she's probably lost track of time, she'll be home soon" Louis tried to reassure Harry but he couldn't stop himself from thinking something bad has happened to you. You were on your way home from being out at the club with your friends when you decided to check your phone. You'd turned it off for the night to not have any distractions you had 67 messages all from Harry asking where you were and 4 missed calls from him. You didn't bother replying cause you figured you'd be home soon. When you go out of the taxi you paid the driver before walking towards the door. Harry must've heard your footsteps because he opened the door 5 metres before you even got there and ran down the stairs picking you up in a hug. He began crying softly into your shoulder once he'd put you back down "Harry? What's wrong?" you asked confused about why he was crying "you said you were going to be home a couple of hours ago and I panicked... I thought something happened to you" he whispered pulling you into a tighter hug. "I'm sorry I just lost track of time" you said rubbing his back. You two went inside and straight to bed cuddling until you fell asleep.
Louis: He picks up his phone and dials your number he stares at his phone for a few seconds before deleting your number and clicking his phone off. He's worried about you but he trusts you and he's sure there's a reason that you're not home yet. You had gone out to a club with your best friend Maya. She'd just been through a horrible break up so you offered to take her out to get her mind off it. She'd gotten a bit too drunk though and you had to leave the club earlier then expected. You took her back to her flat, sat with her while she threw up fed her and cleaned her up before putting her to bed waiting for her flat mate to come home. You must've fell asleep because when you woke up it was 4:37am and her flat mate was fast asleep in their bedroom. You rang a taxi and made your way home. You walked up the steps to the door trying to be extra quiet in case Louis was asleep. You opened the door to see Louis staring at his phone screen. He turned and looked at you before walking towards you embracing you in a tight hug. "I'm sorry" you whispered into his ear. He nodded and pulled away from you before taking your hand bringing you to bed. You would talk about why you were late in the morning.
Zayn: After ringing a few of your friends to see where you were Zayn gives up. He starts pacing back and forth around the room his hands in fists. "I swear to god if something happens to her." He mumbles to himself. You'd managed to make it from one club to another to another you had no idea where you were now or where any of your friends were. You must've lost them travelling from club to club. You decided you'd had enough and decided to head home. You checked your bag for your phone to see what the time was but you must've lost it somewhere. You paid the taxi driver before slowly walking towards the door. You opened the door and immediately heard loud footsteps running down the stairs. "Y/N?" Zayn calls out before running into the room "hi" he walks towards you before checking you all over for cuts or bruises "what are you doing?" you ask "making sure you're okay" he replies bluntly. "Zayn, I'm fine nothing happened to me. I just lost my friends moving from club to club. I'm fine" "why didn't you ring me? I could've come to get you!" "I lost my phone somewhere. I'm sorry." He pulled you into a tight hug rubbing your back. "I was just so scared that something had happened to you." he whispered in your ear. You pulled back kissing him gently before you went up to bed.
Liam: It was only 30 minutes after the time you said you'd be home and Liam was already worried about you. He rings your cellphone multiple times but you don't pick up which worries him more. He sits down on the couch bringing his knees to his chest watching the phone waiting for your call. It was your best friend Claire's hen party. You were out in town having a great time dancing with Claire and all the other girls. You'd promised Liam you'd be home at 1. You danced with all the girls one last time before deciding to head home. You went to check what time it was but your phone was dead. You assumed it was around 1 so you were on time. You arrived home paid the driver and got out of the car heading towards the front door. You slowly opened the door thinking Liam might've passed out on the couch trying to wait up for you. After closing the door you turned around and Liam was right behind you. It startled you. "Oh my god Liam you almost gave me a heart attack" you giggled before asking what the time was "3:07am" he said sternly "oh." was all you could say. He looked at you waiting for a explanation "Liam I'm sorry I just got carried away I was having too much fun I really am sorry" he pulled you into a hug kissing you on the forehead. You two went to bed and you always made sure your phone was fully charged before going out.
Niall: Lying on the couch trying not to worry about you too much Niall plays a game on his phone. He pauses the game for a second to see what the time is. "Come on y/n" Niall whispers to himself before starting to play the game again. After a few more minutes he can't stand it any more and calls you. Your sister had texted you and told you she was in town for a few days and wanted to hang out with you. It was her last day so you decided to take her to a few London clubs. You were both taking shots after shots and dancing till you dropped. You danced to one last song before collecting your stuff and catching a taxi. You dropped your sister to her hotel promising to come visit her before her flight before you started to head home. You searched in your bag to find your phone for the time "3:43am" you promised Niall you were going to be home at 2 there were 7 texts from him and 5 missed calls. Crap you thought to yourself. You paid the taxi driver before walking in the door of your flat. Niall was lying on the couch looking at the ceiling, "hey babe" you said taking your shoes off. He just glared at you. "Look Niall, I know you're mad at me for coming home late and I'm sorry I really am I just was having so much fun with my sister I didn't think. I should've texted. I'm sorry." He nodded and stood up wrapping you in a hug. He kissed your forehead before both of you went off to bed.
