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Preference #349: Once In a Lifetime

Harry: When Harry’s eyes fell on you, his world always seemed to freeze for a moment. Nothing else around him existed, as long as your smile played across your face. That pull you had over him had began at day one, and it never faded away. Even now, months after a messy breakup, his heart stopped when he saw you. The world melted into the background, and you were all he saw. “Hi,” you awkwardly squeaked out, your nerves betraying the calm voice you wanted to have. “Hey,” he replied, scratching the back of his neck. This all felt so familiar to him, but it wasn’t. “Somehow, it feels like nothing has changed.” You tried to laugh, but the false sound wouldn’t fall off your lips. If only that were true. “Right now my heart is beating the same,” he continued, wanting to reach out to you, but resisting that urge. “Attraction doesn’t fade just because we know we’re wrong together,” you finally choked out, a strained smile fighting to stay on your face, “I should go. It was nice to see you though Harry, I mean that.” Liam: The sparkle you held in your eyes faded when Liam left you. You would smile, but it never reached your eyes. Years passed though, and slowly that returned. The world began to spin again. Your heart did not break with the simple mention of his name. You even began dating again, a man who would never be Liam, but who treated you so well. He was what you needed, and you were happy. Seeing Liam, after all this time, it should have been okay. You knew he would be at this party. You knew you would run into your ex. Your hands should not be sweating like this, as you pretend to dig in your purse for an object that you’ll never find. “[Y/N],” your name falls from his lips barely above a whisper. “Liam,” you reply, still searching through your purse. “How are you?” “Good,” you quickly reply, finally stopping your endless search to look up at the man you once loved. “It’s been years. I thought about calling a while back. I’d love to at least be friends. Once in a lifetime, you were mine, and now...” “And now I’m not,” you cut him off, your heart shattered into a million pieces, “I don’t want to be your friend Liam, but I am glad to see you.” Louis: Together you sat on top of the world. Or at least, that is how it always felt to you. No matter what crazy things happened around you, when you had Louis, that all faded away. Nothing could hurt either of you together. “We were always safe together, weren’t we?” Louis mentioned one day, completely out of the blue. You were no longer together, months had ticked by since that horrible day you’d spoken goodbye, but you were always together nonetheless. You worked on his tour as an assistant with wardrobe, as if the boys listened to the advice of what a wardrobe department wanted them to wear. “Where is that coming from?” You questioned, fiddling with the piece of paper you held in your hands as you did. “Just thinking. When we were together, the outside world didn’t seem so harsh. Guess I just closed off from reality for a bit there. What we had, it was once in a lifetime though, that i’m sure of.” “Regret it?” You mumbled out. “Us or goodbye?” Your heart faltered as you replied, “Us.” “Why would I regret that? Goodbye, yes. But I would never regret us.” Niall: “Niall!” In the distance, Niall could hear his name be shouted. He knew that voice. The voice he’d heard everyday for so long, until a month ago when you had walked away. The way you spoke his name was unlike anyone else, and that is what he heard now. His heart was pounding, his palms sweating. He spun around, ready to come face to face with your beautiful eyes, and instead saw a fan rushing up to him. His shoulder slumped, though he tried to maintain a smile. He took a quick photo, and then walked away defeated. Again. This was not the first time he had done this since your breakup. He saw and heard you everywhere. He was unsure if that would ever go away. Without thinking about it, he found himself calling your home. He need to hear your true voice. However, instead of the phone call he’d hoped for, he got your voicemail. “Hey [Y/N]. I-I know this is… You don’t want to hear from me, but I miss you. Out loud, someone’s calling my name, and it sounds like you. It always sounds like you. Please call me, I just want to talk. I miss you.” Zayn: The amount of time that has passed since you last heard Zayn’s voice is irrelevant. Your heart still ached as if it were yesterday. So many times you picked up the phone, determined to call him, and at least get a better answer as to why he left you. You never did it though. Fear of the pain getting worse kept you from making that call. You went through the motions of life, all the while longing to be back in Zayn’s arms. All you wanted was to see him, or hear his voice. When he called you though, and you saw his picture pop up on your phone, a panic set in. Why would he call you? What could he possibly want? “Hello?” That barely came out of your mouth, as you tried to contain your breathing. “Please don’t hang up. I need you to hear me out. I made a mistake. A huge one. When I close my eyes, all the stars align, and you are by my side again. I shouldn’t have to dream that though. It’s my fault it’s no longer reality, and I’m sorry. I don’t know what else to say. What you need to hear. I’m so sorry. I miss you.”

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Preference #249: Spaces

Niall: Laying in bed together, you and Niall could not have been further apart. A few inches separated you from the man you once thought you'd spend forever with, but now spending tomorrow together felt like a wish that would never come true. "So, who's gonna be the first one to start the fight?" Niall asked, defeat in his voice. He knew to that you were over. You were long over, even if you had yet to say goodbye. The moment you did speak, yet another fight would start. Who would start it, how it would drive you crazy, that didn't matter. All that mattered was you both knew another one would start. It kept you up at night, it caused you both to never sleep. Losing everything you had worked so hard for between you, how could you sleep? And Niall wondered, when it was over, who would get over it faster? "Who's gonna be the first to fall asleep at night?"  Louis: Tears rolled down your face, as Louis talked to you about your relationship, or what was left of what once was your relationship. You'd been fighting for months, and going in circles. One would say they were done, walk away, and be back the next day. It never lasted when either of you left, you always came back again to try and fix things. You were both just frustrated though, tired of trying to fix something that seemed hopeless. "One day, we'll have enough. We'll just walk away, and that'll be it. I wonder though, who's gonna be the last one to drive away? Who's gonna be the last one to forget this place? Who'll be strong enough to actually do it." You could barely answer, as more tears poured from your eyes, "When we do, we'll be forgetting every single promise we ever made." Louis felt his heart aching as well, as he replied. "Sometimes that feels like the better option than what we're doing." Zayn: “You hurt me, I hurt you. We just keep taking turns,” Zayn sighed, so upset over the night before. After you’d gotten hurt over something he’d done, you’d done something back purposely to hurt him. It was a circle, you both just kept doing more and more to hurt the other, wanting to be the ‘winner’, as if they would ever be one in this. “Will we ever learn? This isn’t going to fix anything,” he finished, wishing so badly all of this would just end. He was done. He didn’t want to hurt you anymore. If that meant saying goodbye, then he would. “We both just always want to get even,” you finally replied with a heavy heart, after a long pause, “But if we both admit we’re wrong, if we both say we are horrible, and we hurt each other to make ourselves feel better, maybe... well maybe we can still save us.” Zayn wanted to believe that, he truly did, but he just didn’t see it working. “We’ve been doing this for so long, back and forth. How can we change what we’ve already done? I don’t want this anymore [Y/N].” Harry: You knew things were truly done, when instead of holding you in his arms, like Harry always did as you cried, he just stared at you unsure of what to do. He was speechless as well. “Do you not love me anymore?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. This was never how you wanted things to go. “I-I do love you [Y/N], of course.” His hesitation did not make that statement seem honest to you. “We’re growing more and more apart daily. You see that, don’t you?” Nodding his head, he hated that he was agreeing with that, “The spaces between us keep getting deeper. I feel like it’s harder to reach you, even though I try.” Knowing he felt the spaces as well, as much as it hurt you, somehow brought relief to your heart. It was not just you. “It’s been this way for a long time,” you mumbled, while looking him right in the eye. He was a million miles away, while standing right in front of you, “And I don’t think the spaces will go away, and I don’t know why...” Liam: Both wanting to prove you were right, and never wanting to give in to what the other was saying, it was going to tear you and Liam to pieces. You could both see that, but neither of you were willing to give in on what they thought. It was a fight over every little thing. There was no big fight that was hurting what you had, it was everything. “Who’s gonna be the first to compromise?” Liam questioned, as the two of you awkwardly sat watching a movie together. Trying to have a good time, when you both knew the next fight was only a moment away, it didn’t work. “Why should we have to compromise? Why can’t we just agree to disagree.” “Because we don’t,” Liam responded. You knew he was right, but as always, it was hard for you to just agree with him. It had gotten to that point in your relationship, when agreeing with something so small felt like defeat. “It’s either that, or who’s gonna be the first one to set it all on fire? And I really don’t want to see this relationship go up in flames.” You didn’t want that either. Not at all. “Then compromise.” “I think it should go both ways...”

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Preference #248: Girl Almighty

Harry: “I’m so tired of hearing everyone’s comments about [Y/N].” You heard Harry saying those words to someone, while you walked up to the dressing room he was currently in. And then the person, who you now realized was Niall, answered him. Neither of them noticed you standing there. “I know people are rude to her, but they don’t even know her.” “They don’t,” Harry agreed, and you tried to zone out their words. You knew people disliked you, but you did not need to hear Harry and Niall actually talking about it. “Some say, “She’s such a fake.” Or they say that her love is made up. Everything they say is so wrong, and I wish they could see that she’s not fake, and she really does love me.” Your sadness over their words changed quickly at how sure Harry sounded about how he knew you felt, and your smile grew even more when Niall replied to him. “We see that too. We know she loves you. So ignore them, and make sure she does too.” Niall: “Niall, stop,” you laughed, as Niall pointed a water gun at you, and soaked you completely. Having fun like this, just the two of you, seemed to be so rare. It was the middle of summer, and that meant Niall was normally a world away somewhere about to get on a stage, but for once he was off for a few days, and home with you. “I’m having so much fun,” you randomly said, as he was refilling the gun with water. His smiled shined a little more when he looked at you, “Me too.” He wished you could do this more often. Just have a day off to be normal kids goofing off. It was so rare that he wasn’t busy. But he knew one day he'd have more time off, and then you could do all this, if you still wanted to. “Let’s pray we stay young,” He paused for a moment after saying that. “stay made of lightning.” “Made of lightning?” You asked, with a short laugh, “I love that sound of that. Made of Lightning. Yes, let’s stay exactly like that. You and me, made of lightning.” Zayn: When Zayn asked you out, you instantly panicked. You did have feelings for him, strong ones, but the thought that what you already had with him, an amazing friendship being ruined, was a horrible thought for you. And you saw it as the only ending to how this could go. “Love is just tricky, and it never works in the end. People get hurt, people cry, hate each other. Is any of it really worth it? I care about you so much, and I don’t want to ruin what we have by trying to turn this into love. It’s just not worth it.” Zayn shook his head the moment you were done with your speech, “No, I don’t believe that it’s not worth it. I don’t believe that it never works in the end. Love can work, and it can last. It just have to be the right people. Am I am the only... only believer?” You hated to be so negative about love. It seemed lovely, but you just didn’t trust in it. “I just don’t think it’s real.” “It is,” Zayn assured you, “And maybe we would have that real love. Shouldn’t we at least try?” Liam: “Please don’t leave me,” Liam begged, as he watched you packing your bags. One fight to many had pushed you to this, and you didn’t need to hear his begging. “Liam, I’m doing what is right.” "It doesn't feel right,” he responded, as he stood next to your suitcase you were throwing your things into, “I love you, and you said you love me. We have to try more, and not give up over stupid fights.” “It’s not stupid fights,” you sighed, placing your things down next to you, with a pain in your heart you hated, “It’s things that are showing us this will never work. We are not meant to be, as much as we both want it to be differently.” Liam did not want to believe that, and shook his head, “We both want it to be differently, because we know the truth. Stupid fights shouldn’t tear us apart. Everyone fights. The ones who are meant to be just stay together through them.” He got down on his knees, “Please [Y/N], I get down on my knees for you. Just don’t give up just yet.” Louis: “We’ve been recording a new song,” Louis told you, as the two of you drove home one day. You had spent the day out shopping with friends, while he had been recording. You would have loved to stay with him all day, but knew you were just in the way, and did not need to be there. “Oh really? Do I think I’ll like it?” He glanced at you for only a moment, before staring back at the road, “I do. It makes me think of you a lot.” “It does?” you laughed, “It must be horrible then.” “Completely,” Louis joked back, and then you both smiled at each other. “Seriously though, it’s good?” you asked, knowing you had never disliked any of their songs. So how would this be any different? “Yeah, and there’s one line I really love. Her light is as loud as as many ambulances.” You had the most confused look on your face, when Louis stopped at a red light, “What?” “It also has part about the girl floating through the room on a big balloon.” He laughed at the look on your face, “Trust me, it’s better than it sounds.” “I’m sure it is,” you responded, “I guess I just need to hear it. And yes, that’s a hint.”

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Preference #247: Stockholm Syndrome

Harry: Normally you have weeks, maybe even months, before you are in too deep with someone. For Harry though, it took a mere 72 hours for him to know he was head over heels for you. “I’ve been here for days, and already I...” he paused, not sure what to say to you. He didn’t want it to sound weird, and knew admitting how strong his feelings already were could come off that way. “It’s okay Harry,” you assured him, because somehow, you were feeling the same way. The instant connection between the two of you was undeniable. “I feel the same.” “It’s a strong feeling,” Harry replied, so relieved that you admitted that. It was so strange, to know already that he loved you, when he still had so much to learn about who you were. “I just keep hearing this whisper telling me that I’m never gonna get away.” You should have found that odd, and normally would have walked away right then and there, but this was different. You could never explain it to anyone, but it was. “I keep thinking the same thing.” Zayn: It was just a one-night stand. Or that’s how it started at least. Zayn was bored, and so were you. You were both staying at the same place; he was there for a concert, and you for the same reason. Somehow it all just happened. It was never meant to be anything really, just one night. But when you awoke in the morning, Zayn found himself not wanting you to leave just yet. He knew he had places to go, but he wanted to stay right there with you, and you weren’t going to complain about that. You wrapped your arms around him, and felt your heart fluttering. Zayn brushed a strand of your hair out of your face, as he spoke softly, “I know they’ll be coming to find me soon, but I feel I’m getting used to being held by you.” A part of you told yourself not to believe him. It was still just one night, and you couldn’t let yourself believe anything else, but you were having a hard time doing that, as you looked into his eyes, “I kind of never want this moment to end. Just stay right here forever.” Louis: “They say they don’t recognize me anymore,” Louis told you, speaking of his friends, while he held your hand. Since being with you, they’d all noticed a change in him, and no one was quite sure yet if that change was good or not. They just knew that all he did was speak of you, and how in love he was. He saw your worry over what his friends were saying in your eyes, and quickly spoke again, “Sometimes I wonder to. Who’s this man that’s holding your hand and talking about your eyes? I used to sing about being free, but now I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want to be free, I want to yours.” Your worry vanished, and in it’s place a smile took over your face, “Are you sure? I don’t want you to change for me. Just be you.” “I am me,” he assured you, “Maybe I talk about you too much, but I don’t think that changes me. It just means i’m that happy with you. If they don’t recognize me anymore, they just need to get used to Louis and [Y/N]. You’re a big part of me now, and I don’t think that’s a bad thing.” Niall: Niall had once felt trapped by you. He felt like he had no choice but to be with you, in a relationship he did not want. It all started on your very first date, when pictures and stories leaked to the public, and you were blamed. Stories were told about how Niall had been there for you through a tough time, a time he actually had not been there. He was made to be your amazing boyfriend you you needed so badly, when really it had been one date. But leaving you, after all that had been said, he didn’t have that choice. Somehow though, after that, he did fall for you. He hated that, but he couldn’t stop it. The boys all thought they knew the truth, how you’d trapped him, and told him he was crazy. And when he was in your room one day, he admitted that he knew he was, but that couldn’t change what he felt, “My Stockholm syndrome is in your room, right here. You have me completely. Yeah, I fell for you, even when I should have hated you. I fell for you, and I can’t explain why.” You smiled at him, “Because you believed me when I said I didn’t do this. I didn’t trap you like you say. A part of you believes me, and that’s why. I hope.” Niall didn’t know the answer, but he didn’t care, “It doesn’t matter. I love you, and that’s that matters.” Liam: Were you and Liam some perfect couple, who everyone knew would last forever? No, not at all. You never were that perfect together, but you still felt this undying love for the other. You didn’t need to seem perfect to others, because for you, right in that moment, what you did have, it was more than enough. Liam walked hand in hand with you, and was thinking of that, when he spoke, “All my life, I’ve been on my own.” You laughed instantly, and cut him off, “You’ve barely ever been single.” “True, but it was different, I still felt on my own. I always felt like I needed more. Something was always missing,” he clarified, “But now together we’re alone, just us. Nothing else in the world could make me as happy as you do. And there’s no other place I’d ever wanna go. I don’t need anyone else now. I’m not on my own anymore.” You were speechless. What do you say to that? So instead of talking, you just collided your lips with his, and that was all the answer he ever needed to hear.

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Preference #245: Clouds

Harry: From day one you told Harry that you never wanted things to get complicated. You told him that all you wanted a nice, simple relationship. If things got too hard, you said you would leave. You were both still so young, and being in a relationship that was complicated just didn’t seem worth it to you. You had time for that later, for now you just wanted fun and easy. When it came down to it though, your heart was torn. “[Y/N], I know you said that you don’t like it complicated, and that we should try to keep it simple, but love is never simple. You had to know that if we did fall, it wouldn’t be simple.” “I did,” you nodded, and could actually feel yourself shaking, “But maybe I didn’t think we really would fall. I never expected to be in love. This isn't what I expected.” Louis: Leaving Louis was hard to do. After months together you were just not happy though, and ready to leave. He didn’t understand why. He thought you were both happy, and had not seem this coming at all. So in anger, due to his shock, he snapped at you things he wouldn’t have said otherwise. “Someday you’re gonna see the things that I see. You’re gonna want the air that i breathe.” You tried to be understanding. You were hurting him by leaving, and so he had a right to snap at you. You would be doing the same if he had been the one who suddenly left you. “Maybe I will,” you replied, though you didn’t believe that. You were sure about what you were doing, and did not expect to regret today. “You will, you’ll see one day what we had. How can you walk away from us? One day you’re gonna wish you never left me.” Niall: When Niall flirted with another girl right in front of you, you snapped at him. “You always have to do that, don’t you? Why bring me out if you’re going to do that.” “Here we go again,” he sighed, as he shook his head. He was so tired of defending himself to you. You were so paranoid that he’d cheat, that you saw it in everything he did. “I was just being friendly, there’s a difference [Y/N].” “That was not friendly Niall.” From only a few feet away from you, Harry and Zayn both tried to pretend they could not hear you arguing, but were clearly paying attention. They were used to this between you; if it wasn’t this, it was something else. This was just another go round. “Just another night like this, huh?” You and Niall both stared at each other, both with so much anger between you. How could you love each other, yet fight so much? “Will it ever end? Will we ever just stop fighting, and be happy again?” Niall asked, but in his mind he already knew the answer. No. Liam: You told Liam repeatedly that you hated how things were changing. He was gone more and more. He was not as into you as he had been at first. He was different. You hated that different. You hated change. You just wanted things to go back to the way they were when your relationship began, but that would never happen. Liam held onto your hands tightly, as he tried to explain that. “I know that you are tired of all the changes. Moving, me being different around you, and everything. But love is always changing, that’s just how it works. It won’t stay the same. It can’t stay the same.” You knew that was true, and you weren’t going to deny that. You did not have to enjoy it just because that was a fact though, “I just don’t like it. We were so perfect at first.” Liam nodded, smiling at the memories, “We were, and maybe we still are, just a different kind of perfect.” Zayn: “I feel like I’m on cloud nine when I’m with you,” you told Zayn, as you snuggled close to him. You were both sitting on the couch, listening to music, and you could not believe how happy you were just doing something so simple. It was better than a concert. It was better anything in the world. No feeling could top how you felt just sitting there with Zayn doing nothing at all. “I’m way past cloud nine,” Zayn replied, as he stared at your face. Every single part of it was flawless to him, and he knew he would feel that way for as long as he lived. “What do you mean by that?” you asked, while placing your hand on his. “Well we’re never come back down, I know we’re not, and it feel like we’re looking down at the clouds, not on them anymore.” Looking down on the clouds, that sounded so amazing to you. You smiled to yourself, as you sighed, “I love you so much.” “I love you too.”

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Preference #244: Where Do Broken Hearts Go

Niall: Ten long, long months after breaking your heart into a million tiny pieces, Niall was standing in your doorway, trying to find the right words to tell you what he had worked so hard to find the courage to say. “I messed up.” “Yeah, you did,” you snapped at him, your arms crossed defensively across your chest. “I let you go, and I messed up. I see now how dumb I was.” “Took you long enough,” you retorted, anger pouring out of you with every word. “I know, and I’m sorry. I’ve made a lot of mistakes, but there’s only one standing out from the list. All of the rest of my crimes don’t come close to the look on your face when I let you go. I’m admitting that now, and I know it’s late.” You rolled your eyes, his words causing you so much pain. How could he break you, and then show back up and just expect things to be okay? “You left me Niall.” “I know.” “And I can’t let you in again, just so you can break my heart for a second time.” Zayn: Breaking up with Zayn, you were crushed. It was no ones fault; Neither side was to blame when your relationship suddenly shattering to pieces, it all just happened. To deal with the pain of a breakup you never wanted, you found yourself dating a lot. You just wanted to forget Zayn, but you were in no mood to be with anyone else seriously. Zayn heard about this, and when he called you up one night, it was the first thing he brought up, “Are you sleeping, baby, by yourself? Or are you giving it to someone else?” “Are you really asking me that?” you snapped at him, as you looked at your empty bed. “You know [Y/N], we could have tried harder.” “We didn’t!” you snapped, wishing you were with someone else tonight, enjoying your time. You wanted to be anywhere except on the phone with your ex, wishing he was there beside you. “We didn’t, but we could have. We just gave up on us.” You felt yourself tearing up, “It would be easier to accept this if I could hate you.” “I know,” Zayn agreed, feeling the same way, “But maybe we shouldn’t accept it.” Harry: “I love you [Y/N],” Harry told you for the millionth time since your break up. He had been trying to win back your heart that he’d shattered since the moment he’d done so. You were guarded now though. He’d broken your heart completely, and you were so scared to let him in, and then it would happen again. “You never said that when you were walking away from me,” you said sadly, that moment still so clear in your memories. “I’m sorry, I know love was something you've never heard enough. I should have told you more. But I want to find your heart again, and make it up to you. Tell me what to do. How can I make this right? Where do broken hearts go?” “They hide,” you responded, as a tear ran down your cheek, “Because getting hurt like this again is just too hard to think about. I don’t want to feel this pain all over again, if I let you in.” Harry understood completely what you were saying, and knew you were right, but he also knew he would never hurt you again. “I promise, I love you so much [Y/N], and I will never break your heart again. Give me a chance to show you that.” Louis: When Louis ruined what you had together, and your relationship was destroyed, it took him only a day to realize his mistake. He quickly tried everything to win you back, but it was not that easy. You were hurt, and could not just let him back in. Your heart was shattered, and you could not love him with it. Finally though, after a long, long time, Louis saw you smiling again, he saw you laughing at his jokes, and saw the look in your eyes that told him just maybe you were okay. Maybe now, you could love him again. “It took me some time, but I figured out how to fix a heart that I let down,” Louis began slowly, already knowing he had used the wrong words, but he wasn’t going to stop now. Even when you made a confused face, he did not stop speaking. “I can see that your heart isn’t a million pieces anymore, and I just... tell me will you ever love me again? Do I even have a shot.” You stared at the man you had loved for so long, and thought about his question. You no longer felt like you could never love again. Your heart was placed back together in some way. However, you still did not know if you could give it back to him. It was still fragile. “I don’t know Louis. I can’t say no, but I can’t say yes either.” Liam: You had a boyfriend, and Liam had a girl who he was seeing. So why then, did he find it so hard to look away from you, as you stepped into the room? “You are beautiful,” he whispered to you, as if you were not the only people in the room, and someone else could hear him. “Thank you,” you blushed, your feelings as well, stronger for him than was right in this situation. “I shouldn’t admit this,” Liam began, and he saw a look of panic in your eyes. You knew where this was heading, his feelings were no secret to you. “I don’t know how to word this without it sounding wrong, because I know you’re taken, but the taste of your lips on my the tip of my tongue is at the top of the list of the things I want.” Your blush turned redder than ever before, and you were unable to say anything at all. “My mind is running in circles of you and me, and anyone in between is the enemy. I know you’re with him, but...” You were so nervous, as you grabbed his hand, and tried to speak, “I-I don’t know... This is so... We have to end everything else, before we have this conversation.” “I'm not wish her. I know you think that, but I'm not,” Liam quickly said, “It was nothing serious, just a fling. All I want is to be with you.”

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Preference #243: No Control

Niall: “There it is,” Niall said, when he finally saw the coffee cup he had been searching everywhere for. He’d been busy on the phone when he’d poured his cup, and forgotten where he’d placed it down. Sitting down to drink it, Niall laughed as he lifted the coffee cup to his mouth. This was not his cup, this was a stained coffee cup. The red marks on the side told him exactly what the stains were, and he knew it was yours. "I think I have the wrong coffee." You were in the kitchen, looking for the very cup he was currently holding, and turned your head as he said that. “Yes, that’s mine,” you laughed. Niall looked away from the stains, and up at you, and smiled, “Well I don't want this. Just that fingerprint of lipstick’s not enough, I’d much rather be kissing you and covered in it.”

Harry: Harry was awake long before you were, after a long romantic night. And when he looked over at you, sleeping where you lay, he couldn’t help but smile. He was so in love with you, and even just glancing at you sound asleep reminded him of that. Every part of you was perfect to him. It didn’t matter if it was during an amazing night, or while spending time with friends, or even just laying there next to each other, he always saw you as the most attractive woman in the world. He felt like even now, when you were doing nothing at all, he could feel the heat between you. “I could stay right here, and burn in it all day,” he mumbled to himself, as he laid his head back on his own pillow. All he wanted was to be with you, so there was no point in getting up until you were awake as well.

Louis: “Another day with [Y/N]. That’s what they are all saying, you know that right?” you jokingly told Louis, after he showed up at your door on his day off. He did this every single time he had even a split second to himself, and it was becoming a bit of a joke between all the other boys. “What can I say, I’m all yours. I’ve got no control, I just show up here every single time.” Your smile was glowing, as he pulled you into his arms, “It’s obvious.” He shrugged his shoulders, while keeping his arms around you, “I don’t care if it’s obvious, I just can’t get enough of you.” You were a dark shade of red, as he brought his lips against yours. “I love you so much,” he whispered, as he pulled away from you, “I think about you every second of the day. When I'm not here, I always want to be.”

Liam: Awkwardness was all you felt, as you stood face to face with Liam. The night before you’d ended up in his bed, though you were nothing but friends to each other. In the moment if had seemed so right, but now you weren't so sure, and yet you also found it hard to regret. In your mind of course you were attracted to him, and you always had been, but you never expected it to lead to anything. You were still unclear of his feelings for you, and that worried you. Was it just one night for him? Did it mean anything at all? “Last night…” You began slowly, not sure where you were going with this. Liam could see your hesitation, and quickly jumped in, “I don’t regret it. The taste on my tongue… I don’t want to wash away the night before.” Your heart instantly felt better, as a smile covered your face. You didn't know where this would go, but you were happy now, “I don’t want to either.”

Zayn: He knew it was all wrong, the two of you together. Zayn was not ignoring the truth about this; you were both just in this for fun, it wasn’t serious. This would never work, it was never meant to be between you. But in the moment, as he laid with you in his arms, that did not matter, “I’ve lost my senses, and I’m defenseless around you.” You turned your head away from him, so he would not see your blush. When you did that, he could smell the perfume you wore, the one he’d grown to love so much. It was a mixture of sweet and sour, and he knew for the rest of his life, that smell would be be something he’d devour. After thinking of that, he glanced at the clock, and knew that as he counted the hours, it was getting closer and closer to you saying goodbye. "I could lay here forever," he sighed. You turned your head back towards him, and snuggled close. Maybe it wouldn't last forever, but it was good right now. "Me too."

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Preference #241: Fool's Gold

Niall: "I don't know how you do it. How do you live this crazy life of never knowing where you'll be tomorrow, and yet you stay so calm about it all?" you questioned Niall, after he explained to you his past week. A day here, a fight there, a night in one city before a day in another; so much had happened, and yet he didn't seem effected at all. "I used to be," he admitted, "I used to get really nervous about it all, and panic about how much I had to do all the time. The fact we never get breaks, and I'm away so much, that stuff did drive me crazy for a while. But now I'm like a boat on the water, and you're the raise of the waves that calm my mind." "Me?" A nervous laughter fell from your lips. Niall nodded though, and grabbed your hand, "Yeah, and I could say a million corny phrases about what you are to me. I'm like a crow on a wire, and you're the shining distraction that makes me fly home. Doesn't matter how crazy things get, all I want to do is rush home to be with you. That keeps me sane, knowing I have you." Zayn: Seeing you as the love of his life was something Zayn knew he shouldn't do. You weren't returning the strong feelings he had for you. Not even close. You were in this for the moment, not forever like he was. He was falling so hard though, and knew he would end up heartbroken if he didn't end it soon. The longer it went on, the more his heart feel. You would kiss him though, and those thoughts would leave his mind for a little while. "I know your love's not real," he hesitated to tell you, scared to hear you admit to what he already knew, "But that's not the way it feels. That's not the way you feel... I know it's not real, but I also don't want to know that." Your heart ached for the man you did truly care about deeply. No, you were not in love with him, but you did care for him, and hurting him was the last thing you ever wanted to do. "I'm sorry Zayn. You are amazing, and everything we have right now is amazing. This has all been so amazing." Harry: The day you met Harry you were just looking for a rebound. You'd just been dumped, and all you wanted was someone to make your ex jealous. Harry knew of this. He knew that you were getting over the worst heartbreak possible. He knew all along your true feelings, but it did not stop his heart from falling for you anyway. And when you finally voiced your true feelings, the day your ex finally called begging for you back, you were in tears. "I was using you, and I'm so sorry. I don't want him back now, I don't. But I... I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore." The last thing Harry ever wanted was to see you so upset. He put an arm around you, and shook his head "I've let you use me from the day that we first met, and i knew that. But I'm not done yet." "You still feel something for me?" "Maybe I'm a fool, but yes. I'm not done yet falling for your fool's gold." Liam: Everything happened so quickly. Everything about you and Liam felt like it was spinning out of control, before it even began. So many voices told you both to slow down, that rushing into things would only hurt each of you in the end. You didn't listen to anything though. "Maybe they were right," you sadly said one day, when the high from the beginning of your relationship was no longer there, and reality began to sit in. Now all of those voices seemed so much louder in your head. Was it all just going too fast? Liam was quick to shake his head, and disagree though, "I'm the first to admit that I'm reckless. I won't deny it at all. I get lost in your beauty, and I can't see two feet in front of me." "That's not good," you cut in, hating that you both seemed so blinded by love. "Maybe it's not, but even with that, I know I love you [Y/N]. Reckless or not, I'm only this way because of how strong my feelings are for you." Louis: "I know in my heart, you're just a moving part," Louis began sadly, when the two of you were out of a date. It was your 5th, and things had been going so well. He knew though, you were the type who would run soon, onto the next guy. You never let your heart fall for anyone for too long. "I-I... I'm enjoying tonight," you tried to change the subject, as you nervously looked around, trying to find something to talk about. You knew you would leave him soon, before your heart fell totally in love. You didn't want to think about that now though. "Please, don't change the subject," Louis responded, as he stopped walking, and turned so he was face to face with you, "And I knew that you turn it on for everyone you met, and you could get any guy you wanted. They all told me that... But I don't regret this. I won't. Maybe I should have waited until you did say goodbye to tell you this, but I want you to know. I won't regret this at all. When goodbye comes, this will have been amazing."