HIGHLY IMPORTANT!!!!! (why does the font not go bigger to show this??)
AN: Okay I am putting the authors note first because this is highly important as said above. I will start writing preference series. So far I have Moving in with each other series, tour series, pregnancy series (yes because you all love these and have been requesting them) and baby series. I may do a toddler and teen series because I have a few ideas up my sleeve *looks at arms 'Im not wearing sleeves*.
I will create a seperate book for these as there will be a fair few.
So comment below if you have any ideas of what I should include in these or any other series that would sort of fit into this. I was thinking of a dating series but I don't know what to put in there (so if you have ideas comment below)
With out further-a-do here is the next preference :)
He sings for you
Niall:
You were scrolling through your twitter seeing a stream of hate; Niall deserves better, Y/N is just a golddigger, @Y/T/N can you just leave already it will be better for everyone, and these were just a few of the more prominent ones. You always tried to ignore the hate and focus on how Niall made you feel, but today Niall was at the studio all day, you hadn’t spoken to him at all and the fans words were starting to sound a little too true for your liking. Tears started to slide down your face as you saw a new set of mentions on your twitter, telling you that you weren’t good enough, and you couldn’t hold it in anymore, you let the sobs tear from your chest. Over the sounds of your sobs you didn’t hear the front door open or the footsteps of your boyfriend Niall rushing towards the sounds of your crying. Niall walked into the lounge room and rushed over to you, you only noticing his presence when he wrapped his strong arms around you and pulled you close. “Y/N what’s wrong?” He questioned softly but urgently. You curled into his chest, your words muffled by the fabric of his shirt, “I’m not good enough, for you, for the fans, for anyone.” “Y/N that is ridiculous” Niall said in a strong tone, he finally saw twitter open on your laptop and reached across to slam the lid closed, before he started to rub his hand up and down your spine. “You’re plenty enough for me, you are perfect,” he said softly before beginning to sing, as he rocked you slightly in comfort. “You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you, you’ll never treat yourself right darlin’ but I want you to. If I let you know, I’m here for you, maybe you’ll love yourself like I, Love you.”
Liam:
You rolled over in bed again sighing in frustration. “Y/N? What are you doing?” Liam mumbled in a sleepy, gruff voice. “Nothing Li, I’m sorry I just can’t sleep,” you said back in a soft whisper. You then felt Liam’s strong arms wrap around your torso pulling you into his warm chest. You immediately wrapped yourself into his warm embrace pressing your face into his chest and curling your arms in between the two of you, both of your feet intertwining with his. You sigh as his warmth sooths you and you can immediately feel your tense body relaxing. These were the moments that you missed the most when Liam was on tour, his comfort, protection, strength, warmth, when he made you laugh and when he made you feel comfortable and safe. “Sorry for waking you up Li,” you said softly. “It’s ok babe” Liam whispered back, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head brushing the hair from your face. “I could stay awake just to hear you breathing, Watch you smile while you are sleeping. While you’re far away and dreaming.” Liam started to sing, you felt yourself sinking further into sleep to his comforting voice the soft vibration of his chest and steady beat of his heart. “Don’t want to close my eyes. I don’t want to fall asleep, cause I’d miss you babe, and I don’t want to miss a thing. Cause even when I dream of you, the sweetest dream will never do. I’d still miss you babe, and I don’t want to miss a thing.” You fell asleep, all worries forgotten, a small smile playing on your lips, Liam gently running his fingers through your hair and singing softly and you knew that he would keep you safe and be there in the morning.
Louis:
Louis has been on tour for the past 3 months. Sure you text all the time and called when it was possible, but you missed seeing him, him pulling you into a tight hug for no apparent reason. You missed just being with him. Today had been particularly hard, you had gone out to the shops with your best friend Y/BFF/N and though it was supposed to be just you two, when you arrived at your favourite coffee shop, you saw her already in a booth with her boyfriend beside her. When she asked if it was ok he joined, of course you had just smiled and agreed. However by the end of the day all you wanted to do was cry because seeing them together had only made you miss Louis even more. You sent him a text when you got home saying ‘I miss you’ but you hadn’t got a reply yet. Scrolling through twitter you were notified of a skype call. Without glancing at the caller you accepted the call, expecting it to be your mum calling to check on you, however your face turned to one of shock when you saw Louis’ smiling face on the screen. “Louis!” you exclaimed in excitement. “Hi babe, I miss you to” Louis replied. Suddenly you couldn’t hold it in anymore and tears filled your eyes before tumbling down your cheeks. “Hey, hey don’t cry babe, not too long now and I’ll be home.” You nodded slightly but couldn’t speak. “Hey there Delilah, don’t you worry about the distance. I’m right there if you get lonely, give this song another listen. Close your eyes, listen to my voice it’s my disguise, I’m by your side.” You glanced up at the screen to watch Louis as he sang to you. “Oh it’s what you do to me, Oh it’s what you do to me.” You wiped away the tears and gave a small smile to Louis. “Thanks Lou” you said quietly. “Anytime babe, you know I’m always here for you no matter where I am in the world,” he replied with a smile.
Harry:
You were currently lying on the couch with your boyfriend Harry, the TV was playing in the background but you were quickly losing interest in the boring drama show that was playing. You were lying with your head resting on Harry’s chest, he had an arm wrapped around your torso holding you close and his other hand had encased your own as he played randomly with your fingers, every now and then bending his head down to press a soft kiss to your forehead. You sighed contentedly shifting slightly in Harry’s arms, so that you could look up into his face. “Harry babe, you know how you love me?” you said, opening your eyes in what was hopefully innocence. “Mhmm what do you want Y/N?” Harry said looking down at you, an eye brow raised. You giggled guiltily, “sing for me Harry?” “Give you this, Give you that” Harry sung sarcastically before you slapped his arm, giving him a playful glare. “Not what I meant Harry, sing for me properly?” you asked finishing with a pout. “Nope” Harry said pressing his lips together and turning away from your pout. “Please baby, I promise I’ll give you something in return” you said pulling his face back around and giving him the full puppy face” “Arggg Y/N this better be worth it….What do you want me to sing?” Harry gave in, looking at you in exasperation. “Hmmmmm….Chasing cars!” you said, resting your head on Harry’s lap to listen to him sing. “If I lay here, if I just lay here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world? Forget what we’re told, before we get too old. Show me a garden that’s bursting into life.” Harry sung, voice raspy yet strong. “Harry your voice is so beautiful!” You said pulling yourself up so you were now sitting in Harry’s lap, “and now for your reward,” you said before pressing a hard passionate kiss, to Harry’s unsuspecting lips.
Zayn:
“Babe are you almost ready to go?” Zayn called through the door of the bathroom. “No, I’m not going.” You called back through the door, your voice a higher pitch than what you had meant it to be. “Why not?” Zayn sighed. You looked up at the mirror and groaned in frustration again, your hair wouldn’t do anything other than its tangled mess, your concealer seemed to be doing nothing, and you just couldn’t get the skirt of your dress to sit right. “Nothing looks right” you said back. You heard the door click as it opened, cursing yourself for not locking it. Zayn walked over to stand behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist resting his chin on your shoulder and looking at you through the mirror. “Babe it’s only a party at Harry’s” Zayn said, his voice low, “why don’t you wear the dress you got last week, the blue one?” “Hmmm, alright I’ll give it a go but if it looks terrible I am not going” you said kissing Zayn’s cheek and pulling away, walking over to the wardrobe. You pulled on the dress, it was a royal blue halter neck, gathered under the bust and the layered skirt fell from your hips. You checked the mirror quickly before turning towards Zayn who was sitting on the bed texting. “Zayn does this look ok?” you asked in a hesitant tone. Zayn looked up and smiled, then his voice filled the room. “If perfect’s what you’re searching for, then just stay the same. So don’t even bother asking if you look okay, you know I’ll say…” “Zayn stop being silly” you interrupted him. “I’m not, I’m answering the question,” he said, getting up and crossing the room, he raised a hand to push your hair behind your ear, leaning in to kiss you, before continuing to sing. “When I see your face, there’s not a thing that I would change. Cause you’re amazing, just the way you are. And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while, cause girl you’re amazing. Just the way you are.”
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