Liam: Baby Pictures
"You used to be so cute as a baby!" You squealed at Liam, holding up his baby pictures in your hands. "What happened to you?" "Hey!" Liam said in a jokingly harsh tone. He picked up the cushion next to him on the sofa, and chucked it at you.
Both of you were staying at Liam's Mum's house for the afternoon, and she greatly decided to show you Liam's old pictures. "I have ones of him in the shower, I bet you'd get a good laugh out of seeing those." Liam's Mother smiled sweetly.
"Mum..." Liam called out, scratching the back of his neck. "I should really get going now, we have... plans." His Mum sighed and pulled you in for a hug. You hugged her back, feeling warmth inside, knowing that such
a loving woman like her enjoys your company.
"Don't forget, you can visit whenever you want Y/N." Liam's Mother added.
"She's a good one Liam, don't let her slip." She gave him a pat on the back, as she opened the door. "I wouldn't think of it Mum."
Harry: Wedding Day
"Harry get up!" Zayn says as he shakes Harry awake. "Wait where's Y/N?" He mumbles into his pillow, his voice deep and raspy. "She's already left to go get ready with the girls, you need to get ready man." Zayn replies.
Harry groans and turns over. He looks up at Zayn, and gives him a lazy smile. "I'm getting married today."
Harry: Good Luck
"Bye Hazz!" You shout up the stairs. "I'm leaving for my job interview now!" You add. Harry comes down the stair case. "Your gonna do great." Harry spoke. "Thanks babe." You add. "But wait." Harry says.
He brings his arms up near his head, and takes off his silver plane necklace. "Here, have it for good luck." He puts it around your neck. You adjust it to how it feels comfortable. "But don't you need it for your concert later?" You ask.
"I don't need it if I have you"...
Harry: Jelousy
Harry tightens his grip on your hand, causing you to look up at him in confusion. His eyebrows are crinkled and his eyes are narrowed.
You shift your attention to look ahead, and your face instantly softens. Standing from afar is this group of boys chattering to themselves, whistling and smirking at you.
Shaking your head, you turn Harry's face with your gentle fingers, until his dark eyes are on yours. "Stop it." You whisper. "I don't like it when you're not smiling."
His face scrunches even more. "But they-." "Are complete idiots and mean nothing to me." You finish his sentence.
"It's only you and me." Finally a smile appears on his lips, and you sigh in relief. "I'm your one and only?" He asks with a grin. You giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck, "Always and forever."
Niall: Nervous
"She loves you mate." Liam says to Niall, lightly patting his back. "I don't know." His Irish accent so sweet and innocent. Niall trails off, slowly dragging his feet behind each step he takes.
"What if she's not ready?" Niall asks worryingly, playing with the black velvet box that was laying in his hands.
"What if I scare her off, and I'm rushing into things?" He adds. Liam scoffs, smiles and shakes his head. "You won't scare her off..." Nialls sighs. "Well how do you know that?" Niall looks at Liam with his ocean eyes, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Because..." Liam starts with a smirk, and nods his head towards where you were standing in the doorway. You had happy tears streaming down your face. "I have a feeling she'll accept."
Niall: Sleepy
You wake up early before Niall, you lay there next to him admiring his cuteness. After a few minutes, he woke up, and slowly opened his bright blue eyes, which you were instantly hooked on.
"Good morning Sleeping Beauty..." You quietly say to Niall, leaning in, planting a soft kiss on his lips. He smiled as you pulled away, ready to make breakfast.
Niall: Lazy Day
You've just woke up, as you look beside you to see Niall sleeping. You smile as you close your eyes again, as you feel a light tap on your shoulder... You turn around to find Niall staring at you, studying your face.
You: Wha- Oh my god, you scared me!
Niall: I felt you looking at me...
You: Cos' you're difficult not to stare at...
Niall: Oh am I?
You: Yes, you are... Your eyes are so blue today.
Niall: Like the sky?
You: Yes... And the ocean and the-
You were cut off as Niall put a gentle finger over your mouth.
Niall: Shh... Go back to sleep babe. But neither of those things are anywhere near to how far my love will stretch for you...
Harry: Cuddles
You wake up to the sweet sound of Harry's deep, husky morning voice. As you cuddle, his curls tickle your ear. You smile to yourself, Harry copies, making his dimples pop.
His hand travels to your jaw, as he kisses you on your forehead, he pulls you closer, laying your head on his chest.
A few minutes later, you slowly pull away, trying not to wake harry, as he had fallen asleep again. You stretch, slightly making the covers slide off a little, half on you, and half off.
You look down at your body, you were wearing Harry's black T-shirt. It looked oversized, but it was comfortable. You then pulled the warm cover back over your body, and laid facing the wall, away from Harry.
You fidgeted to get comfortable. Harry did the same, as it must have half awakened him. He wrapped his large arms around your small frame, pulling you closer from behind. You loved it when he was cute like this.
You turn back around, to face him. His tired eyes open, revealing his deep green peepers. He smirks at you. You run your fingers through his soft curls, as he kisses you passionately. You then fall asleep in his arms.
Liam: Visiting
The boys were on tour. I missed Harry so much as he was my boyfriend. I was on Skype to him every night, and I couldn't wait until he got home.
All Louis, Niall and Zayn are really good friends, but Liam most of all, i felt as though I could tell him anything. Through the good and bad.
I scrolled through my Twitter feed, searching for any news from the boys. Nothing.
Suddenly, I heard a loud knock on the front door. I ran quickly downstairs in your pyjamas, as it was around midnight. I looked through the peep hole, and my eyes widened.
A large smile landed on my face as I swung open the door, and flung my arms around the tall man standing there. He hugged back, burying his face into my neck. It was Liam.
I greeted him, and welcomed him inside. "Oh my god! I've missed you so much." I said. "I've missed you loads too." He replied. Hugging me again.
"Why are you here so late? Not that I mind... I don't mind at all." I giggled, and broke our hug. "Well, we just finished a show in London, and you don't live too far from there, so I decided to visit." Liam explained.
"Okay." I replied. "Is it okay if I stay the night? Paul dropped me off, he's gone to visit his family, so he can't pick me up, and the other boys are rehearsing." Liam spoke.
"Yeah sure!" I answered. "But I don't have an extra room... I guess we could just share a bed, but make a gap so we don't touch." I added. We both chuckled. "Sure." Liam replied, smiling.
We both went upstairs, and made the bed. Liam set his bags by the side, and started getting undressed. I quickly exited the room, as I got changed into one of Harry's black T-shirts he had left behind.
It was oversized, but it was comfortable, and smelt like him. It reminded me of him, so I wore it.
I returned to my room, and Liam led on the bed in his boxers, relieving his eight pack. He was flicking through the channels on my TV, as I smirked and looked at the ground. "What?" He asked. "Oh, nothing." I answered.
I climbed onto the bed, and put a load of pillows in between me and him. I turned over to my side, and slowly drifted off to sleep. I heard the TV become silent, and felt movement. Liam turned over to his side, and also started to fall asleep.
"Goodnight." Liam's soft voice spoke. "Night." I answered, smirking. It suddenly became light, as my eyes opened. I stretched and rubbed my sleepy eyes. I felt two large hands wrapped around my waist.
Me and Liam were spooning. It must have just happened during the night. All the pillows that were in the middle of us had been pushed off of the bed, and onto the floor.
It was wrong that me as Liam were doing this, but I thought it was cute, so I closed my eyes. I woke up again, and Liam wasn't beside me.
I got up, his scent on my pillows. I quickly slipped on some pyjama bottoms, and walked down my narrow stairs. Liam was in the kitchen, in nothing but some jogging bottoms. Still shirtless.
He turned around, and hugged me. "Morning. Just making some eggs. Have a nice sleep?" His deep morning voice asked. He's so adorable sometimes, he does cute stuff like that for me. That's what best friends are for I guess.
"Yeah thanks." I replied. "So, do you know what happened last night?" I added. "No, what?" He voiced. "Don't worry." I said. He replied with an "Okay." And carried on cooking.
Later on that day, he had to leave for more rehearsals. "Thanks for letting me stay here." He said, bear hugging me. "No problem, any time." I replied. He then left with Paul, waving as he drive off in the car. I kind of felt empty with no man of the house...