Hey,
first, sorry that the Harry part sucks but I hope you like it.
Louis: You knock many times on the bathroom door, desperately trying to bring Louis to come out of the bathroom. “Louis, come out. We need to do the grocery shopping and buy all the stuff for the party.” The door opens and a grumpy looking Louis stands in front of you. “Take a chill pill, Y/N. We still have time.” “No, actually we don’t. Now get out. I need to use the bathroom.” Even for the little time that you spend in the bathroom, Louis switches on the TV. You shush him out of the living room and tell him to grab the shopping list, while you wear your shoes. In the store Louis does everything but help you.”Louis, we are supposed to buy some food for the party” you whine when you see Louis flipping through a magazine. “What do you think we are doing here?” he responds, looking around the store. You sigh heavily and roll your eyes, deciding it will be best if you just buy all the stuff on your own. “Can you at least give me the shopping list?” “The what?” “The shopping list. Louis, please tell me you have it. I told you to pick it up from the kitchen counter!” you exclaim. “You didn’t” Louis claims. “Yes, yes I did.” “Maybe. I don’t know.” “How are we supposed to know what we have to buy?” you ask, your voice getting a little louder. “I’m sorry!” Louis exclaims. “You should be” you almost yell. Angry, you rush out of the store and take a bus to your house since Louis is the one who has driven you to the store. Back home you notice that Louis is already there, waiting for you. You ignore, walk to the kitchen to get the shopping list and Louis follows. When you can’t find the piece of paper, you turn around to see that Louis is holding it in his hand. You scoff and look away. Louis puts his hands on your waist and pulls you closer, expecting that you will shove him away but you don’t. “I’m sorry” he coos. “Forgive me love, please.” You sigh and look him in the eyes. “You are stupid” you mumble.”I know.” “I shouldn’t forgive you.” “I know.” “But I love you way too much not to.” A smirk conjures up his face and he repeats, “I know.” You put your arms around his torso and place your head on his chest. “Wanna do the shopping now?”
Harry: You nudge Harry, trying to wake him up. He groans in response and turns on his other side. “Wake up Harry.” “You wake up” he mumbles. “I already am awake.” “It’s nine am. Why do we have to wake up so early?” he asks. “Because your family, my family and the boys will come over tonight. We have to prepare everything till then. Otherwise it will be too late.” You stand up and pull the blanket away from Harry, making him groan in response. You immediately get to work. First of all, you clean the house and prepare the tables in the living room, where you want to put the food later. Harry is more a distraction than a help but you still don’t mind. You know exactly how to make him work and stop messing around. After that you put up all the new year’s decoration you have. “It looks beautiful” Harry coos, putting his arms around your waist from behind. “Yeah, doesn’t it?” “Just like you” he mutters and places light kisses on your neck. You try to shake him off but he stays persistent. “Harry, I still have to go and get ready and yo do you.” “Mmm” he mumbles, as he continues to place kisses along your neck. “Harry I mean it.” You free yourself from his grip but he instantly catches your wrist. “What do you say to taking a shower together?” he asks with a cheeky grin. “No” you respond, making him pout. “Pleeeease.” “No, Harry. Now let go.” Instead of letting you go, he pulls you into his embrace and murmurs softly, “At least I know what I’ll be doing at midnight.” You blush and shove him away playfully, waiting as desperately as he for midnight to occur.
Liam: You watch nervously and stand still while Liam buys all the fireworks and stuff for New Year. This is your first new year with Liam and the both of you are very excited to spend it together. But since you have a fear of fire and a traumatic memory with fireworks, you can’t be happy over the fact that Liam is buying so many of them. “What do you think of the red fireworks?” Liam asks you excitedly and shows you the picture. You can’t force yourself to open your mouth and tell him about your fear since he is so excited and that’s why you just nod and hope he will not force you to go outside with him. For the rest of the day, Liam can’t seem to keep quiet about the fireworks. You try to sound interested and excited but Liam does not notice anyway. Liam’s excitement grows with each hour and so does your fear. You try many times to tell Liam about your fear but you can’t, so you just stay quiet. When there is only ten minutes left till midnight, Liam gives you your coat to wear it and drags you out with him. You watch him,nervously from the side and try your hardest not to wince when the fireworks start but can’t help yourself in the end. After a firework almost explodes on the ground next to you, it is too much for you to handle and you go inside. You hide yourself in the bathroom and let your tears fall, feeling stupid because of your fear. After a while you hear footsteps approach the bathroom and wipe away your tears fastly. “Y/N? Are you alright?” you hear Liam asks and knocking softly. “Yeah” you respond shortly. “Can I come in?” “Just wait a sec.” You wash your face and then open the door, seeing a concerned Liam in front of you. “Is everything alright?”“Yeah, I was just not feeling well” you lie. “Were you crying?” You feel the tears sting in your eyes at the question and shake your head. “What is it, love?” Liam asks firmly. You start crying again and Liam pulls you in his embrace. “I’m just scared of fire and fireworks.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” he coos. “Because it’s stupid and you were so excited.” “It’s not stupid. And I actually really hate those fireworks right now.” You giggle and finally relax a little. After that, Liam makes you a cup of tea and holds you in his arms while you watch a movie to distract you. Even after the fireworks have stopped and the two of you are asleep, he still holds you and you no longer are afraid.
