One Direction Preferences

#44 One Of The Boys Comment On Your Love Marks

Harry: When you woke up, all the boys were already in your room, eating, and hanging out while Lou did there hair for the day. You sat up in bed still a tiny bit sore from Harry last night. "Lou, can you do my hair today too?" You asked smiling at her. She didn't even look up. "Of course, I love your hair. You know that." By now all the boys had turned to look at you. "Jeez, mate. Now I see what all the screaming's about." Liam laughed from the sofa at the and of the bed. Harry have him a cheeky smile and kept eating a bowl of cereal. Across the room you could see yourself in the mirror. Harry's tank top you had been wearing had fallen down exposing the upper half of your chest. Peppered in red circles, bruises and bite marks. "Oh stop'it" Louise said smacking Liam on the bottom of his foot with a comb.

Liam: The boys had a few hours before then needed to get ready for their show. In the span on a few minutes they all decided they wanted to go swimming. You quickly ran back to Liam and your hotel room and pulled on you bikini and grabbed your shirt and shorts, not even taking time to look at your self in the mirror. You met them at the elevator. "So what did you and Liam do last night?" Louis giggled. You could feel your face flush as the memories of the rougher than usual sex from last night. "Nothing," you lied pulling your shirt over your head. "Doesn't look like nothing." He busted out laughing. In the reflection on the shiny elevator door you could see the love bite Liam left on your thighs hips and stomach. "Oh my god Liam." You gasped covering your face with your hands. Liam laughed pulling you into his side. "I guess were not swimming."

Niall: You all had just woken up on the tour buses, after driving all night you arrived at the next stadium. You could already hear the fans outside. Still sleepy and groggy from the night before, everyone got dressed throwing on the first things they could find. Niall pulled on some sweats and his quiet jumper. He covered his messy bed head with a black beanie and put on sunglasses. You fully intended on wearing a one of Niall's tees until Zayn pointed something out. "Hey yeh might wanna wear a hoodie, unless yer ok with all the fans knowin what you and Niall were up to last night." You reached up and your skin made contact with sensitive circles all up your neck and chest. You followed Zayn out of the bus pulling the sweatshirt over your head. But not before a few hundred fans saw the love bites.

Louis: You sauntered into the dressing room behind Louis. Harry was the only one in there, every one else must still be sleeping. You plopped down next to him and yawned. "Awe nice necklace you got there." Harry howled pulled you into a hug. "You gotta be gentle bro, she's fragile." Harry teased to Louis, who was now raiding the fridge for food. You pulled out your phone and turned on the front facing camera. Hickeys scattered over your neck and collarbones. Harry was still laughing when Louis turned around. "Your just jealous mate, get yet hands off my girl." He mumbled with a mouth full of food, before nudging himself between Harry and you.

Zayn: You stood off to the side with Harry and Niall, while the other three boys are interviewed. After hours of interviews your body was becoming stiff. You stretched reaching your arms above your head and arching your back. "Looks like Zayn gotta good hold on yah." Niall snickered. Harry looked at you and smiled looking away. What the hell are they talking about. You looked down at your self trying to figure out what they are talking about. Sure enough when you stretched your entire mid drift was showing. Your hips are speckled with bruises where Zayn's fingertips dug into you last night. You immediately flushed and pulled down your shirt. The boys just laughed, teasing you about it for the rest of the day.