Louis: "Babbbbbbe" Louis whined in your ear again. You were at Harry's New Year's Eve party. You promised Harry, when he was sober, that you would stay until midnight. Louis wanted so badly to go home but Harry was blocking the exit. There were ten minutes until the ball dropped from Time Square. "Louis, wait ten minutes and then we can go home and you can go to bed." You say and he just shakes his head. "But I don't just want to go to bed." He says with a huge smile on his face. "Your drunk." You say and walk away and grab your water. You take a sip and hand it to Louis. "I just want to go home." He says, stomping his feet like a child. "9 minutes and then we will go home." You say back to him but he shakes his head no, grabbing another beer and complaining.
Niall: "good luck" Liam said right before he left and now I know why. It is 7 and he is so drunk. They went to some party at 2 and Niall got drunk within 3 hours so he came home. He is so clingy. A commercial came on and Niall lips once again connected to my neck. "Niall" I mumble and he continues to sloppy kiss my neck. "Niall your drunk" I say and he looks at me. "Doesn't mean I can't love" he says, kissing me on the lips this time. I smile at his little come back and kiss him back.
Harry: "selfie!" Harry shouts once again, taking a photo of himself and posting it on Instagram. He has posted over 50 and the fans are going nuts. He is of course drunk but I find it quiet funny. I update my feed and there once again is another 'lovely' photo of him. I begin a video of him and he shouts "selfie!" And the takes a photo. The video tells me I ran out of time and I post it, saying "he's drunk. I hope you enjoy his selfies". The next morning he wake up and laughs at all the photos he toke of himself, 78 in all.
Liam: "liammmmmmmmmm" you shout at him. He is on the trampoline at midnight jumping around. He toke the dog and cat with him, they don't look too happy. "(Y/N)" Liam says, dragging out my name. "The animals are going to attack you soon if you don't stop" I say to him shrugging and he shakes his head, calling me a liar and he continues to jump. The cat eventually has enough and she begins to use Liam's leg as a scratching post.
Zayn: "I no longer need you" Zayn says, taking his sneakers and hair products and putting them in a trash bag. "Or you" he says and placing another pair in the bag. "Your drunk give me the bag and go to bed." You say and he obeys. The next morning you wake up to a scream and he comes running down to the couch. "MY SHOES AND HAIR PRODUCTS!" He says, and you point to the kitchen and he comes out with the bag in his and kisses you. "I almost threw all of this out, I am so glad that you stopped me and kept them for me."