One Direction Preferences

More than "just friends"

Preference #39 More than “just friends” 

Harry: When he comes back from touring with the boys, he visits his mum, sister, and dad, before visiting you. You weren’t even someone people would consider as Harry’s best friend, so it was really sweet that you came after his family. The two of you stay at your place, all cuddled up in your blankets in the living room as Harry shares his best experiences while on tour. The thing about Harry is that when he’s speaking to you, he makes sure he’s making eye contact, so he keeps his eyes on you as he shares his stories, only looking away when he stares at your hair as he plays with it. He leaves late in the evening, a swift kiss on your cheeks as his good night, and a ‘See you tomorrow?’ text a few minutes later.

Liam: You were at funky Buddha with Liam and your friends and things were going great until a totally smashed guy starts hitting on you. You try to politely turn him down, but he wouldn’t stop snaking his arms around your waist. “S’okay doll, we’ll have a great night,” the drunk guy says, his breath reeking of alcohol making you try to escape even faster. Before you could tell him to shove off however, Liam pulls you away from the man and makes you stand behind him. “She’s not interested,” Liam says, his knuckles clenched. The drunk man glares at Liam. “Who the hell are you anyway? Her boyfriend?” “No,” Liam answers. “But I’m not someone you’d want to mess with.” You could tell the man was about to start a fight, so you pull Liam away from him. You hold his hand and he intertwined them with yours as the two of you go back to your booth. “Thank you, Liam,” you say, squeezing his hand gratefully. “Anything for you,” he says, kissing your cheek.

Louis: He was at Zayn’s place with Zayn and Liam when you texted him to come hang out with you. He stands up and says, “Gotta go.” “But you just got here,” Liam says, still setting up because they were supposed to play FIFA. Louis was texting and didn’t even bother looking up.”Next time.” Before he could leave, Liam snags the phone from him and reads the text messages. Liam then looks at him slyly and says, “I obviously wouldn’t win against (Y/N). She’s your girlfrieeend.” Zayn laughs and pats Louis’ back. “Congratulations. You’ve finally got her. “She’s not my girlfriend. We’re just friends,” Louis says, embarrassed that Liam and Zayn found out. “You wouldn’t choose her over FIFA if she’s just a friend.” “Well, I just did, so deal with it.” He says, walking out and wearing his sunglasses. He smiles to himself because everyone knows he wouldn’t do it for just a friend.

Niall: You were supposed to watch a movie with Niall at his place, but you were down with the flu, so you texted him. ‘Sorry have t bail on you. M’sick. ;(’ he replies with a ‘Aw that sucks :(‘. You haven’t heard from him since, so you decided to just stay in your living room and watch Whose Line Is It Anyway. You were all snuggled up with your blankets and some hot choco when you heard someone knocking on your door. You brought your blanket with you as you peeked through the peephole. You feel yourself smile as you see Niall outside, a bag of what you presumed was Nando’s on his left hand and a DVD on his right. You open the door, still smiling. “What’re you doing here?” “Mum wanted me to check up on you. Didn’t want you to die suddenly, y’know? She made some chicken noodle soup for you, and I bought Nando’s for me. I brought the movie we were supposed to watch in case you’re still interested. That is if you don’t mind me staying with you today.” You let him enter your pad and say, “Only if you don’t mind my snotty, sick self.” “Please, (Y/N). You’re snotty all the time.” You playfully slap his arm but you still smile at him anyway. “Thanks, Niall. You’re an angel.”

Zayn: You were at the boys’ concert, standing at the sound booth with some of your and Zayn’s friends, and you happily danced to the lads’ songs. Zayn would grin at you every once in a while, and you’d just wave at him, showing him you’re having a lot of fun. Before the concert ends, you and your friends are escorted to the backstage by Paul, and you guys wait for the boys to finish for the day. You and your friends congratulate the boys on a job well done, and Zayn goes to you to give you a hug. Liam and Louis hollers at the two of you and Niall laughs. “Fuck off,” Zayn says, still hugging you. “No need to have your knickers in a bunch.” Louis says, throwing his towel at Zayn’s head as he, Liam, Niall and Harry left the room you’re in. The towel ended up on your head and Zayn throws it away. He smiles at his other friends and intertwines his hand with you as you guys head out. You stare at your hands and look up at him. “Aren’t you affectionate today?” You jokingly say, squeezing his hand lightly. He looks away but you could see the smile he’s been trying to hide. “I missed you guys.” “But you’re not holding our hands,” one of your friends say, laughing. “Yeah, it’s ‘cause you’re not (Y/N).” Zayn says, looking at you and smiling.