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You Help Him Pack For Tour

NIALL:
Sorting through the messy suitcase, you sighed and shook your head. Niall was leaving for tour the next day and his suitcase was in a huge mess.
You took out the crumpled shirts and re-folded them properly, stacking them neatly as you squeezed in his snapbacks as well.
"Niall? I don't suppose you need this on the plane." You took out a bag of biscuits, waving it in the air as you gave him a look.
"That's my secret stash of cookies!" He exclaimed as he grabbed it from you, stuffing it in the suitcase. "I get hungry!"
"There's food provided on the plane, Ni." You took out the party bag of food. It was taking up too much space and there's no room for his other clothes. "Besides, there's no space for your other clothes if you bring this."
"I don't need the other clothes." He snatched the bag and threw it into his suitcase, attempting to zip it up.
"You don't need your pants? Or your underwear?" Shaking your head, you tried to cramp in more of his clothes.
"I don't need this. Or this." He grabbed a few shirts and threw them aside, replacing them with more food that he had.
"Niall!" You shrieked as he piled up packets and packets of tidbits into his suitcase. There was definitely enough food to last him for a month.
"I love you, Princess!" He gave you a huge kiss when you gave up and zipped up his suitcase filled with food. "I love love love LOVE you!"
"Believe me, you'll love me more when you ran out of food." You put back the extra clothes, sorting them out.
"I love you!" He hugged you and gave you many tiny kisses which made you laugh because it tickled.

LOUIS:
"Lou!!" You screamed once you saw the seven half-full suitcases on your bed. Louis was going on tour in three days and he must have started packing.
"Yes, love?" He appeared in the doorway, holding a few shirts and boxers.
"What are these?" You asked him, gesturing to the suitcases. He was going to be gone for three months, he doesn't need that many clothes, does he?
"My clothes." He laughed nervously as he watches you grab the suitcases and started pulling out clothes. "No!"
"Lou, you don't need all of these!" You put back a few of his jackets and three pairs of toms. "Two pairs of shoes is enough."
"But love, they match my clothes!" He shrieked when you unpacked his striped shirts. "Anything but that!"
"Lou, I'm re-folding them. Look, they're crumpled!" You swiftly re-folded the shirts and packed them nicely, along with a few matching pairs of pants and jeans. Filling a suitcase with different pairs of toms and other types of shoes, you started to get all the necessary hygiene things that he needs.
Soon enough, the both of you were done with the packing and you've only needed three bags to fill everything.
"Everything's packed and ready to go!" You were glad that you had gotten all these packing out of the way.
"Where would I be without you, babe?" Louis asked as he lifted the suitcases and brought them to the side of the room. He was happy that he was able to bring all of his favorite clothes, using only three bags instead of his usual seven bags.
"You would be bringing our whole wardrobe along with you on tour." You smirked as he gave you a thank-you kiss on your cheek, tickling you with his stubble.

ZAYN:
"Zayn, I don't think you need to bring all of these junk." You held up a suitcase filled with nothing but different bottles of branded hairsprays.
"They're not junk, boo!" He grabbed the suitcase from you and put it gently on your bed, rearranging the bottles.
"I think the production team would have enough hairspray." You started to take out the bottles of junk, replacing them with actual things that he would need.
"But.." He trailed off, sneakily taking the bottles that you had unpacked and hiding it under his shirt.
"Zayn, give those to me." You had your hand out, waiting for him to surrender those bottles.
"Boo, I'm putting them back, I promise!"
"Zayn."
Grumbling, he pulled out the five bottles that he had somehow managed to salvage, handing them over to you.
"Good. Now we just need to add in some stuff and we're done!" You threw in his singlets and a couple of pants.
Zayn, sneaking his bottles of hairsprays into another bag, nodded as he added some undergarments.
Within a few minutes, all of the necessary packing was done, including all of his makeup and hair thingys.
"Thanks, baby girl." He thanked you, giving you a little kiss on the forehead as you helped him to move the suitcases into the living room. "I love you."
"I love you too, Zaynie." You giggled as he dumped the bag with the hairsprays on top of the suitcases, causing them to roll out of the bag.

LIAM:
"Li, are you sure you've gotten everything packed?" You questioned him, knowing that he would have missed something out.
"Of course, love. I've got it all right here." He handed you a list of items that he had packed. Being the disciplined and mature one, Liam would definitely be sure that he had gotten everything packed for his tour.
Scanning through the list, you thought of anything that he could have missed out. Anything. This was like a ritual for you and Liam. Every time he leaves for tour, you would go through the list that he had made and if you do find anything that he has missed out, he has to treat you to ice cream. It was a weird ritual but all was worth it.
"Have you gotten the insect repellent? Lip balm?" You were desperate to find something that he could have forgotten. He gladly nodded his head, pointing out the items on the list.
"Looks like someone will have to treat me to ice cream." He teased, smirking as you ran through the list one more time.
What was that one thing that he was missing? There has got to be something. Found it.
"How about some jeans, Li?" You gave him a look, knowing that he would be the one paying for the ice cream.
"I knew there was something missing." He grumbled as he got some jeans. Helping him, you stuffed the clothing in, trying to zip up the full luggage.
"There we go. Now, moving on." You smiled as you tied a luggage tag to the handle so that he could identify his own bags.
"I'm glad you were here to help me, love." He wrapped his arm around your waist as the both of you walked to the nearby ice cream parlor. "Thanks."

HARRY:
"Kitten, which one?" Harry asked you as he held up two different pairs of sneakers. He didn't have enough space to fit both pairs so he has to choose one.
"Um, that one." You pointed to the pair on the right, it was decorated with little black drawings of cats.
"Good choice." He smiled as he packed it in, chucking the other pair aside. Harry was leaving for another tour with the boys soon and he wanted to do the packing first so that he won't have to worry about it.
"Haz, let me do it." You unpacked the messy suitcase, folding the shirts and pants neatly as you stacked them on separate sides of the bag.
Lining the middle with his toiletries and underwear, you packed his socks on the upper side of the suitcase. "Your clothes won't smell like feet then." You explained as he watches you pack, in awe.
Dumping all the other necessities into an empty pocket on the side, you finished the packing process. "There we go!"
"Wow, love. Thanks a lot!" He gave you a bear hug, giving you a kiss on the cheek. You smiled at how happy your boyfriend was.
"Oh wait, there's something missing." He ran to the closet and started to pick out a few beanies and hats.
"There, better." He closed the suitcase before you could see the mess that he had made while stuffing his beanies and hats.
You sighed as you helped him carry the suitcase downstairs, tying a little tag to it. You knew how Harry tends to lose his things and you definitely do not want him to lose his luggage while on tour.
"I love you, kitten." He gave you another kiss as you played with his curly hair when the both of you were done with the packing.