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#Preference 1 - He tells you he loves you.

Louis: You and Louis had been dating for six months now and he wanted to take you out on a date to just celebrate being together for nearly a year. During the day you had both been to a theme park, which was Louis’ idea, so you could spend more time together with just the two of you. Now it was getting late and the theme park was about to shut when Louis decided to take you on to this part of a hill. It had flowers everywhere around it and it was just lovely.You both sat down and you sat between his legs as he held you close playing with your hair. “You know what (Y/N)” He said. “What?” You asked looking up at him. “These past six months I’ve been the happiest I have ever felt in a long long time, and it’s because of you” He began. “I just want you to know, whatever happens with us we’ll be okay, you know why? Because I love you” He sighed happily. You shot up and turned to face him, eyes widened. “You do?”. He nodded “I love you (Y/)”. You smiled and lent forward taking his chin in your hands and kissing him softly. When you pulled away you smiled again. “I love you to Louis”

Harry: You slammed the car door shut and stormed off towards the house unlocking the door and walking in leaving Harry outside trailing behind you. You walked into your bedroom kicking off your heels and pulling your dress off over your head slipping into your Pjs and going downstairs for a drink of water. “(Y/N) can I explain?” Harry said from the doorway. “Explain what? The fact you were grinding against some girl” You shot back at him. He huffed loudly and lent against the door frame “It wasn’t like that, if you just let me explain what-” You cut him off “What’s there to explain Harry, I saw you!”. You shoved the glass onto the worktop and looked at him from across the room. “Listen to me” He said grabbing me by the waist and holding you against the counter.”I didn’t mean any of that, there were a lot of people there, I didn’t do it purposly, I never would do anything like that because I’m yours, I’m with you (Y/N)” He said looking and sounding hurt. You sighed and closed your eyes. Of course you wanted to forgive him, but what was there to say. “Harry I just don’t know how many more times this is going to happen” You began with tears already in your eyes. “I love you (Y/N) with all of my heart, you’re honestly everything to me and if you leave because of some stupid thing I did, I don’t know how the fuck I’m going to cope” He burst out. You shook your head and pulled him close to you wrapping your arms around his neck. “I love you baby” He whispered into your ear.

Liam: You and Liam were on holiday in Barbados with your families. The both of you were best friends and had been since you were five years old. You did everything together and always had done. You did have a small crush on him, well not exactly a small crush but Liam only ever thought of you as a friend and you tried to do the same. But right now the both of you were with your family on their yacht and he had been messing around with you all day. “Li!” You laughed hitting his back “Put me down!”. You felt him nod. “Okay babe, I will” He replied letting go of you quickly and chucking you into the sea beneath where he had been standing. You rose to the surface and gasped for air. “You’re such an idiot!” You shouted laughing. He shrugged and jumped in next to you taking your hand. “Is everything alright?” He asked looking right into your eyes. “Yeah, it’s fine” You giggled slightly. He smiled and drew in a deep breath. You noticed how close he had been leaning and you didn’t know whether he wanted a kiss, but when he looked at you and you nodded the both of you crashed your lips against each other. After a while of doing that you swam around to the back of the boat and you held onto the ladder but Liam pulled your arm. “(Y/N) I think I love you” He raised his eyebrows waiting for a reply. A smile spread across your face and you looked at him and nodded. “And I think I love you too” You replied jumping back down into the water as he held you close.

Zayn: “Zayn, this is boring now can we watch something else?” You whined at your boyfriend who had been watching some fashion show on the Tv all afternoon. “Babe it’s nearly done” He replied not looking from the screen. You sighed “But it’s boring” You sighed. “Then don’t watch it” He shrugged. You got up huffing and left the room walking to your bedroom and then throwing yourself onto the bed. You hated it when Zayn did this sometimes he knew you hated him watching those fashion shows staring at the models whilst you sat there in front of him. Suddenly Zayn’s stood guilty by the door watching you. “I’m sorry babe” He mumbled quietly. You sat up and looked at him. “Do you know what I hate you watching those things? Because you sit and stare saying how lovely the models are when I’m sat next to you, do you know how horrible the makes me feel?” I asked tears already down my face. He looked upset and he sat opposite me on the bed. “I didn’t know you felt like that I’m so, so, so sorry baby. You should know that I don’t want them, I want you (Y/N). I love you more than I could ever love any of them you’re mine and I love you, I love you, I love you” He repeated. “Zayn, I love you too” You whispered.

Niall: “Princess, come ere’!” Niall’s thick irish accent called through the apartment. You dropped what you had been doing and went into the living room to see Niall struggling on the sofa. “What the hell are you doing?” You asked laughing. “My shoe is really stuck and I can’t get it off” He said trying to pull it off. You continued laughing and walked around to the front of him taking his foot in your hand. “Are these new?” You asked yanking at the shoe. “Yeah” Niall replied holding onto the sofa you didn’t accidentally pull him off. “This, is, really, stiff” You said between pulls. “That’s what she said” Niall winked. You looked up at him and shook your head trying not to smile. After another minute or so of tugging at the shoe you pulled it off sending you flying backwards onto the floor. Niall jumped up and rushed to your side. “Oh shit babe are you alright?” He asked concerned. You sat up laughing “Yeah, it’s fine, here’s your shoe” You gave it to him. He smiled and kissed your forehead. “I love you (Y/N)”

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Preference #24: Another Boy is Sick, You Take Care of Them, He Gets Jealous

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Niall: "Aw Zaynie." You cooed as you felt his forehead. "Your burning up. Do you need anything hon?" He looked up at you with sad eyes and shook his head. Zayn was staying at yours and Niall's place because he was sick so you could take care of him. "Why don't you take a nap sweetie. I'll be quiet." Zayn nodded and closed his eyes while you tip toed away and started cleaning up the kitchen. "Hi Princess!" Niall burst through the door. "Shhh! Ni be quiet! Zayn's sleeping!" You scolded him. "Gee didn't know I wasn't allowed to say hi to my favorite girl in MY OWN HOUSE." He emphasized the last part as he walked to the bedroom. You followed after him and grabbed his arm. "Niall." "What." He turned to look at you, obviously irritated. "Don't you need to go take care of Zayn?" "Niall, the poor boy is sick as a dog. He's pathetic. Go take a look at him and tell me you want to send him back to his flat by himself." Niall looked at the floor. "Sorry princess. I just want to spend time with you but you're always taking care of Zayn." "Yeah I'm taking care of Zayn right now, but I promise as soon as he's better I'll be yours." You smiled at him. "I'm holding you to that babe." Niall winked at you.

Zayn: You rubbed Liam's back as he emptied his stomach's contents into the toilet. When he finished you helped him back into the guest room and covered him with a blanket. You felt his forehead then kissed his cheek and walked out leaving him to sleep. "Zayn what do you want for dinner?" You asked your boyfriend who was sitting on the couch watching who knows what "Probably whatever Liam wants." Zayn snapped. You walked in the living room and blocked his view of the TV standing with your hands on your hips. "Excuse me Y/N. I believe you have a patient waiting for you." "Zayn Malik you better explain why you're mad right now." Zayn rolled his eyes but immediately put his arm around you when you sat by him. "Don't tell me you're jealous of Liam." You looked at him. "Hmm why would i be jealous of my girlfriend being with my best mate for the past three days." Zayn said sarcasticly. "Would you rather be the one puking your guts up for the past three days? Wouldn't you appreciate if he let you stay with him if you were that sick and I was out of town? The poor boy can't eat let alone move!" Zayn looked at you defeated. "Your right. I'm sorry boo. I'm a jerk." You smiled at him. "Yes you are and I'm always right." You hopped off the couch and started toward the kitchen. "Oh no you didn't baby girl, now you're gonna get it." He smirked at you and took off after you.

Louis: "Y/N? I need to ask you something." Louis called. "Hold on Lou, I need to go check on Niall and then check the soup." You said and went to go check on Niall. The poor Irish boy had a terrible cold and fever. "Ni? How ya doing sweetie?" You asked him quietly. "Ok." He muttered. "Ok, your soup is almost ready. Do you want a cup of tea with it?" He nodded and thanked you while you went to go check the soup and make him tea. You heard loud coughing from the living room. "Lou are you alright?" "Y/N I think Niall got me sick." He said meekly. You smiled knowing he was faking trying to get your attention. "Oh really? Poor baby." You cooed. "Let me check your temperature and get you to bed. I'll give you some of Niall's soup and make you some tea." Louis eagerly let you help him into bed and kiss his forehead. "You know it's too bad your sick cause we had plans to go to the beach tomorrow." You said. You saw his eyes widen but he quickly contained his shock. "And I had bought a new swimsuit too." You said wistfully. "And I planned a nice lunch and we were going to go out for dinner after and Niall was going to go to Zayn and Perrie's. But if your sick I guess there's nothing we can do right?" You started to walk out. "Wait love! I, uh, I'm feeling better." Louis called after you. "Really? What a quick recovery? If i didn't know any better I'd say you were jealous of Niall." You smirked at him. "FIne babe. You win." He muttered. You just walked out smiling.

Liam: "Said her name was Georgia Rose. And her daddy was a dentist." Liam was walking around your flat singing not so softly. "Liam! Would you be quiet! Harry has an awful migraine and you're not helping!" You scolded. "But I like singing." He pouted. "I know you do Li and you're very good at it, but now is not the time." You turned and walked into the kitchen not noticing how sad Liam was. You spent the day running around and going to the store to take care of Harry. Liam spent the whole day watching TV when he finally grabbed his coat and muttered he was going for a walk. It started getting dark and Liam still wasn't back so you texted him asking why he wasn't home yet. He responded: "Wow you actually noticed I was gone." "What are you talking about? Come home so we can talk." You responded and he walked in the door ten minutes later. "Liam, what the heck is wrong with you?" You demanded. "You haven't paid any attention to me all day. All you care about is Harry." He said looking down. You instantly felt bad and wrapped your arm around his torso, pressing your head to his strong chest. "I'm sorry Liam. I didn't meant to ignore you. I just feel bad for Harry and wanted to help him." He embraced you back, "It's ok love. I guess i got a little jealous. I don't know why cause Harry has a migraine and those are awful." "It's alright Liam. I love you." "I love you too."

Harry: "Y/N! Can you get me another blanket!" Louis yelled from the couch. "Sure Lou just a minute!" You headed toward the blanket closet when Harry grabbed your arm. "Y/N! Why are you being so nice to him?" He demanded. "Oh I don't know Harry it's not like he's got a hundred degree fever or anything." "But he's being an ass! He acts like a queen when he's sick!" "Y/N! I'm cold!" Louis yelled again. "I know he is Harry, but the poor boy is sick. You know sometimes you aren't exactly pleasant either." You said grabbed a blanket. "Whatever. But if you get sick of it, let me know." Harry said. You brought Louis the blanket and put it over him. "Anything else you need Lou?" You asked nicely. "No that's it for now." He said. You started to walk away. "Wait! Can you bring me some tea and put a film in?" He asked you. "Hey Lou! Why don't you get off your ass and do it yourself!" Harry yelled from the kitchen. "HARRY!" You yelled and ran in there. "Harry! Seriously? The poor boy is sick! Give him a break!" "I don't like how he's treating you Y/N!" Harry defended himself. "Y/N!" Louis yelled. "I'll be right back." You said and went to see what Louis needed. "Y/N? I'm sorry I'm being an ass. I always get like this when I'm sick. Thanks for taking care of me." Louis smiled at you. "It's alright Lou. I'm glad to take care of you. Now how about that tea?" You said. He smiled and thanked you. You went back to the kitchen. "Now what's he want?" Harry growled. "Actually he apologized for being an ass. Now are you ready to admit you were jealous?" You smirked. "Me? Jealous? What? No I'm not jealous!" Harry defended. "Whatever." You rolled your eyes

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Preference #9: Childish Thing You Two Love

Niall: Coloring. After a long day you two just get out the crayons and color together.

Zayn: Cartoons. You guys love watching Saturday cartoons in your pjs together.

Liam: Hide-and-Seek. You two love playing this game together. Liam always loses.

Louis: Footy Pajamas. There’s nothing cozier than cuddling with Louis in matching footy pajamas.

Harry: Stuffed Animals. You and Harry have a pile of stuffed animals in your flat. They all have names and birthdays.

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Preference Request 1: He hits you for the first (and last) time

Niall: You and your boyfriend Niall were coming home from a night out at the pub. It had been fun, except for the fact that Niall had consumed one too many drinks. As you entered your flat, he went to the fridge and grabbed another beer. You were tired, and wanted to go to sleep rather than take care of a drunk Niall for another hour or two. “Babe, Why don’t you put that away for now,” you suggested, snatching the can from his grasp. Suddenly his eyes turned dark as he took a step closer to you. “Don’t tell me what to do, (Y/N)! I can do whatever the hell I like!” he shouted, trying to get his drink back. You stood there, refusing to hand it over. “Give it back!” he yelled, and hit you hard on your shoulder, causing you to tumble backwards. Your head hit the floor hard and you started to tear up. Niall met your eyes, and quickly sobered up. “Oh my God baby, I’m so sorry,” he apologized, bringing you into his arms. You sniffled, but leaned back onto Niall’s strong chest. “It’s okay. Just promise…” “I’ll never do it again,” he finished your sentence, proving how perfect he really was for you.

Liam: You had gone out with your friends today, and your boyfriend Liam had stayed at home. The entire time he kept calling, texting, and leaving voicemails that were asking if you were okay. You loved Liam, but needed some time to get away. When you got home, he bombarded you with questions. “Are you all right? Why didn’t you pick up? I though something had happed to you!” You sighed and said, a bit agitated, “Liam, I’m a big girl! I can take care of myself, okay? Could you just try to leave me alone for a few hours next time, thanks.” A look of disbelief crossed his face. “What did you say?” “I said I’d appreciate it if you dropped the role of the overly obsessive boyfriend.” Liam trembled with anger. “You’re such a bitch, (Y/N)!” he shouted. Liam slapped you across the cheek, leaving a terrible burning feeling. You took a disgusted look at him and ran out of the room. You were about to leave when you felt him grab your arm. “Leave me alone,” you said sharply. Liam gently turned your face towards his. A tear rolled down from his puppy dog eyes. “I’m so incredibly sorry. That was uncalled for, and I get it if you want to leave me, but I want you to know that I’m sorry.” You sighed and hugged him tightly.  “I could never stay mad at you, Li,” you concluded. You stayed in his embrace for a long while. “But you’re right, I was being a bitch,” you giggled, and he shook his head.

Zayn: Ding ding. The text tone on your phone sounded. To your disbelief, the screen read that you had a new message from your ex boyfriend. You didn’t feel like putting up with him, so you opened the message without actually reading it. You saw the words “sorry” and “come over” accidentally. “Ugghhh,” you groaned as you got up off the couch. “What’s wrong boo?” your boyfriend Zayn asked as he came into the room. “Nothing. I’m gonna go hop in the shower, okay?” you told him. He nodded and you ran upstairs. Twenty minutes later you came back down with wet hair and sweats on. Zayn was on the sofa, with your phone in his hand. “What are you dong with my phone?” you questioned. “Well why don’t you tell me why the hell your ex keeps texting you! I knew something was going on!” he accused you. Zayn threw your phone against the wall, creating a loud bang. “What are YOU doing? Did ever occur to you that I didn’t ask him to text me?” you asked, infuriated. You gulped and remarked, “At least he didn’t feel the need to break my phone when he was upset. Maybe I should text him back.” Zayn flew off his seat and grabbed your arms so tightly you thought they might fall off. “YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE SAID THAT!” he bellowed. He flung you against the wall, just like he had done to your cell phone. You gasped and curled up into a ball, unable to move from the pain. You searched his eyes for a sign of mercy, and you gratefully found it. Zayn sprinted off to the kitchen, grabbed some ice packs, and put them on your bruised arms. “I cant believe I hurt my princess.” You kissed his lips softly, giving forgiveness. “I’ll get you a new phone too, anything you want. The idea of you leaving me was too much to bear though. I’m nowhere close to being a perfect boyfriend, but I do love you more than anyone ever could,” he said, making your heart melt.

Louis: You heard the doorbell ring and you sprinted to the door. Opening it, you saw your boyfriend Louis for the first time in eight months, since he had been on tour. “BOOBEAR!!” you exclaimed, hugging him and peppering his face with kisses. He smiled weakly; you could tell he was tired. “Can we sit down?” he asked. You had forgotten you were still standing in all the excitement, so you led him to your couch. “So how was it? Did you see a bunch of new countries? What show was your favorite? How are the…” you rambled on. “Can you stop talking for a second, please? I have a massive headache and I’ve only been with you for five minutes!” Louis interrupted. You felt a tear spill out of your eye. This sight seemed to agitate Louis even more. “You’re such an annoying attention whore, (Y/N)! I can’t say one thing without you getting upset, can I!” You felt extremely hurt. He had no right to talk to you like that. “Then why didn’t you just stay on tour?” you countered. The next thing you knew, his hand came down across your face with a strength you never knew he had. You tumbled off the couch and laid there clutching your wound. You shut your eyes tight, trying to block out the pain. “Baby… oh my Lord… what have I done?” he snapped back into reality. “You hit me, you asshole,” you muttered. He picked you up and sat on the couch with you in his lap. He kissed your sore cheek lightly. “I’m so sorry,” he reiterated. “I got you something,” he said, and pulled out a delicate gold necklace. He slipped it around your neck. The heart on it said “I will love you forever, (Y/N).” A smile crept across your face. “I love you, too.”

Harry: You and Harry were out at a party. He had gone over to socialize with some of his friends, while you hung out with Niall, one of your best friends in the band. You and Niall were having a good time dancing and laughing, when you noticed Harry making out with some girl. Niall turned his head to see what you were fixated on. “(Y/N),” he said sympathetically, giving you a hug. An idea popped into your head. It was stupid and cliché, but you wanted to try. You grinned mischievously and Niall, backing into him. He caught on and you two grinded together, having a blast. You were giggling away when someone grabbed your wrist and dragged you away from Niall. “Ouch!” you yelled. You swiveled and saw Harry glaring at you. He pushed you outside. “What was that?” he asked angrily. “Maybe you should ask the girl you were making out with!” “She kissed me first!” he defended. “Sure, Niall grinded on me first too,” you mocked him. He was trembling with anger when he hit your shoulder. You fell over, clutching your injury. “What the hell mate!” Niall came outside, apparently having seen the whole thing. Before Niall could help you up, Harry knelt down at your side. “Are you okay?” he asked tenderly. “If you’ll bring me home, give me an ice pack, make some hot cocoa, and cuddle me while we watch movies I will be,” you answered. “Deal, he said, scooping you into his arms. “I’m sorry, (Y/N). I’ll never ever do that again.”

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Preference #6: He Compliments His Celebrity Crush and You get Jealous

Louis:  One Direction had an interview, and the girlfriends were invited along.  Perrie, Danielle and you had become close friends.  You sat in your chairs having a side conversation while the interview was going on.  "Oo, I have a fan question here," the interviewer went on, "what's your favorite thing about your celebrity crush?  Louis, how about you start it off."  "Oo, this oughta be interesting," you said to Danielle and Perrie.  "Well, as you all should know first off, my celebrity crush is Natalie Portman, and may I just say that she is absolutely stunning.  There's no one like her."  The other boys were announcing theirs, but your jaw unhinged and immediately thought about what you could do to improve yourself.  "I can't believe he just said that," you whispered to yourself.  "Y/N, it's okay- he loves you," Perrie tried to comfort you.  "Yeah, it's just a celebrity crush," Danielle chimed in.  "What makes her better than me?" you asked.  "I'm just as good as her."  You got up and left, and Niall noticed that.  He nudged Louis, "Mate, you should probably go talk to her.  I think she heard you."  "Oh my god," Louis breathed.  You exited the building when suddenly someone tugged on your arm.  "Get off of me or I'm calling the cops," you warned.  "Y/N, it's me, Louis.  You know that I love you, right?"  "Yeah, but Natalie Portman is much prettier and better than me.  You're better off with her."  "Are you talking about when I said there's no one like her?  Oh my god, please don't take it like that.  There's no one like you either, and I much prefer you over Natalie Portman, any day," he said.  "Lou, I'm sorry.  I just got a little jealous."  "It's okay babe, don't we all?" he laughed.

Harry:  You two were watching TV on Harry's day off, and you were watching the reruns of the Grammy Awards.  Rihanna's performance came on, and immediately Harry took interest and leaned into the TV.  "Dammit, look at her legs..." he rambled.  You giggled to yourself, knowing full well he didn't know you could hear him.  "Holy shit, she's just so... so... so... gorgeous and talented."  You heard him loud and clear that time, and as quietly as possible, you got off the couch and ran into your bedroom.  You got in and closed the door.  "If that's what he thinks of her, maybe he should just dump me and go after her.  Geez, I'm just as pretty and talented as her, the bitch," you grumbled to yourself.  Then, the doorknob turned, and Harry walked in.  "Jesus, you scared me!  Did you hear that?" you asked him.  "I heard enough," he replied.  "Y/N, I just want you to know that I love you no matter what and you aren't gorgeous.  You're perfect.  You aren't talented.  You can do everything you've ever wanted to and done it amazingly.  You are my princess and forever will be."  "Harry, thank you.  I'm sorry, I got jealous for a minute there.  It's just that she's a superstar and you're a superstar, so really I have no chance and-" he cut you off by a sweet, innocent kiss that made your heart stop.  "Damn," you whispered under your breath.

Liam:  "Y/N, HURRY UP!  LEONA LEWIS IS ON!"  All you could do is laugh.  Liam and Leona Lewis was like you and Liam before you started dating and even met.  You sprinted downstairs as fast as you could without  trying to spill the bowl of popcorn.  You got downstairs right as her show was beginning, and you heard Liam saying, "Man, why can't everyone be like her?"  It was enough to make you just drop off the bowl of popcorn, and then make you leave the room.  "Dammit, what did I do now?" Liam mumbled.  He knew you were angry when you would just walk in a room and walk out without saying a word to him.  You waddled into your living room, then sat on the couch, covered yourself in a blanket, and started to cry.  "Uhhhh, why am I not perfect?  Why does he like her better than he likes me?"  You then heard a cough and looked up.  "Liam-" you began, but were then interrupted.  "Y/N, don't ever think of yourself as less just because you think someone is better than you, especially if they're not.  Leona Lewis could never compete with you.  If I got to choose you or Leona, I'd choose-" "Leona," you finished for him, eyes full of tears.  "No babe, you.  I'd pick you any day."  "Liam, I'm sorry.  I overreacted," you apologized.  "It's okay, we all get jealous sometimes.  I have before..." he trailed off.  "You know, I love you Liam." "Yeah, I know," he smiled.

Zayn:  You and Zayn were in the car, heading for the park hoping for a nice walk without any paps or fans finding you.  It was gonna take five minutes to drive there.  You said you should just walk to the park instead of drive which kind of defeats the purpose of a walk. but Zayn insisted you drive.  "Rihanna's new single will be out and I CAN'T MISS IT!" he yelled, very excited.  "Okay babe, okay.  We'll drive.  But just know if we get in a car crash and die, I'm blaming you," you joked.  "Okay! Yay!" he exclaimed.  Just as Zayn said, Rihanna's new single came on.  "Man, she's just so perfect and, just, wow," he mindlessly said.  Your face dropped.  You thought Wow, so clearly I'm not good enough for him.  Rihanna has nothing on me.  She should be jealous of me.  Why does he like her "more than me?" you finished, not realizing you had spoken it out loud.  "Uh, Y/N," Zayn began, "you do know that Rihanna is nothing compared to you.  So what?  She's a good singer.  But you, you're an amazing girlfriend, friend, very smart and talented.  She can't even compete because it would be an unfair advantage to you."  "Promise?  You''re not lying to me to make me feel better?"  "Pinkie promise, babe."  "I love you Zayn."  "Y/N, I love you and only you.  Forever."

Niall:  Niall was, to put it plainly and to be straightforward, obsessed with Demi Lovato.  But, you know, who wasn't?  You two were at a Demi Lovato concert, and Niall was just enthralled with Demi Lovato.  one of her oldies came on, La La Land.  "Oh man Y/N, this is my jam!" Niall screamed.  "Alright babe, I know that," you replied, laughing.  Niall completely became lost in thought and he started absentmindedly talking.  "If only everyone was Demi Lovato, life would be amazing."  Your face turned into a face full of immediate disgust and resentment.  "Niall, I'm going to the bathroom," you told him.  "Okay, come straight back though!"  "Yeahh..." you trailed off.  You stopped right by the bathroom and slid down the wall.  "Damn that freakin' Demi Lovato.  Niall loves her so much more than me.  She should just fuck off."  You went on like that for ten minutes when you took your first breath, and during the pause, you heard a voice.  "You done yet, Y/N?"  Niall.  "Umm, were you listening?" you questioned.  "Every word was heard.  You didn't come back from the bathroom for a while so I decided to investigate," he explained.  "Listen, Niall, I'm sorry-" you began.  "What made you become jealous?"  "Ermm, well, when you said 'If only everyone was Demi Lovato, life would be amazing.'"  "Babe, if everyone was Demi Lovato, life would be amazing.  But," he interjected, "life without you would be horrible.  Life with you is not just amazing.  It's perfect.  No need to be jealous, because, ya know, if you were a booger, I'd pick you first, and I did," he joked.  "Niall, I love you, but you have got to stop those cheesy lines,"  you managed to get out in between giggles.  

A/N- OMG SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!  I was so busy, I had a buttload of homework!

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Preference Number 4: Your Favorite Meal Together

Louis:  Louis is a fun guy, and you two really like anything that has to do with pizza.  Especially Meat Eaters; you two can't get enough of that meaty goodness in your mouths.

Harry:  You two are dangerous and like to adventure, with a challenge.  And as a result, you LOVE buffalo wings.  You aren't too keen on anything hotter than "hot", but Harry loves nuclear.  (A/N- Nuclear Wings are real and SUPER HOT!!!!)

Liam:  You two like to keep it plain and simple; ham and cheese sandwiches are your favorite.  That way you can make them in less than five minutes and you can go watch TV while eating them because you can't spill them as easily.  

Zayn:  You and Zayn like to be "classy" but with some "spunk".  You guys enjoy salads, but you frequently add spice, bacon, zippy sauce-- anything to make it fun really.  

Niall:  Your favorite food is spaghetti; you two have messy contests and burping contest.  You frequently lose burping, but are an EXPERT at being messy.  You usually have to clean the house after spaghetti nights though... :)

(A/N-  sorry this one sucked!  LOL couldn't think of anything...)

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Preference #3: You Studying for Exams

Louis:  "Y/N, HURRY UP!  I wanna have fun!  Can you study tomorrow?" Louis whined.  "Louis William Tomlinson, leave me alone!  These exams are seventy percent of my grade!" you screamed, chucking your pre-calc book across the room.  "Babe, I'm sorry, really!  How about I help you study?" Louis suggested.  "Yeah, I guess that would help," you whimpered. You only got a little studying done because Louis kept tickling and distracting you.  :)

Harry:  You sat at your desk, face stuffed inside your AP biology textbook.  You were trying to read, but Harry kept nuzzling you and saying, "Come over here and cuddle with me, Y/N!  Please!"  You finally obliged, and you were happy to get your mind off of your school stuff.  You watched movies until you fell asleep.  You then woke up the next morning for school realizing you hadn't gotten any studying done.  :)

Liam:  You sighed deeply and heavily as you grumbled, "That's it.  I'm gonna fail.  I'm gonna become a drop-out and work at Nando's for a living and people will whispered to their children, 'that's what happens when you do bad in school.'"  "Y/N, that's not gonna happen.  I'll help you study and you will ACE those exams," Liam assured you as he walked over.  You studied throughout the night and when you got your exam results back, you had gotten at least an A- on every one.  You could not thank Liam enough, but he knew what he wanted...  :)

Zayn:  He sat by you the whole night as you guys made up funny sentences or mnemonic devices to help you remember your notes-- most of them being something to do with Zayn being hot.  It sounded rather silly and stupid to you and you thought they wouldn't work, but you actually ended up getting very good scores, even though you laughed when you remembered the tricks.  That earned you some weird looks and a detention from your teacher.  :)

Niall:  You were stressing out about your senior year exams-- and I mean you were chewing your nails, groaning, and pulling out your hair.  "Y/N," Niall interjected.  "Ughhhhhhhh," you mustered out.  "Babe, I have an idea."  "What?" you harshly interrupted.  Niall was taken aback, but then quickly said, "How about we make up songs with the information you need?  They'd be easy to remember, and it's fun.  Plus, you don't look like you're having a very nice time."  "Okayyyyyyyy..." you questioned.  You ended up acing your exams and your GPA ended up being 3.924.  :)