Preference #5: You Greet Him at the Airport
Louis: A million thoughts were racing through your head as you drove to the airport. Holy shit, I'm late... Louis' gonna kill me... stuck with those psychotic fans... (A/N- JOKE! Don't take that seriously please.) I haven't seen him in so long... what if he doesn't like me anymore... You thought the worst as you finally pulled in. You sprinted to Terminal Number 3 and the flight had just landed. Whewwwwww... People started coming off the plane, and you hadn't seen Louis. You closed your eyes for a minute, then looked again. Still no Louis. In one swift motion, someone's arms wrapped around you and then twirled you around and smashed his lips onto yours. It only took you a second to figure out who it was because no one else dared touch you with Louis as your boyfriend. You were ecstatic as you pulled away from the kiss, and you sat their hugging for five minutes in each other's warm embrace. It was an amazing get back.
Harry: You had arrived two hours early and started stuffing yourself with unhealthy junk food. The paps were there and taking pictures of you eating, but you didn't care. Tomorrow, there'll be a headline like Harry Styles' Girlfriend la la blah blah blah something about being fat. Finally, three Big Mac's and a very large donut later, Harry's plane landed. You had your eyes stuck on that door. When Harry walked out, you couldn't contain yourself. You ran over to the terminal opening and tackled Harry. That gave the paps a lot of pictures and rumors for sure, but you could give a shit less. Harry laughed and all of the sudden, you were on the ground. Harry had turned you over in a second, pinned you down, and then he started tickling you. "Harry- I- missed- you- so- much-!" you said between giggles.
Liam: You arrived late because of the traffic and you figured two more minutes wouldn't make a difference because you really honestly didn't want to run. When you arrived, you saw four boys. Liam, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen. You walked over to the boys. "HI Y/N!" Niall yelled as he bear hugged you. "Can't- breathe-" You and Niall had become really close thanks to your relationship with Liam. "Sup', Y/N," all the other boys said while hugging you as well. "Ummm, guys, so... where's Liam?" you asked them. "Ahaha, he's right behind you," Harry answered. "HEY BABYCAKES!" Liam hollered. "Babycakes, Liam? Really?" you laughed as you hugged. "You can do better than that!" "So, what you're saying is Y/N, think of a new one?" "Basically." Liam then got his suitcase and opened it up, revealing a bouquet of flowers. "I missed you, Y/N, I love you." "Oh, I love you too, Babycakes."
Zayn: You were packing your items for the car ride to the airport because you had to pick up Zayn and as soon as you guys got all situated in the car, you were off to a nice little cabin you had booked for a week to celebrate his coming back. "Alright, Y/N," you spoke to yourself, "Tooth brush is here, pajamas, sexayyyyyyyy lingerayyyyyyyyyyy, a week's worth of clothes, my hair brush, perfume, shampoo...." You then heard a knock on the door. "God, who the fuck is this, I need to get ready..." You opened the door, and there was Zayn with his suitcase! "Ahhhhhhh! Zaynnnnnnn! I thought I was supposed to meet you at the airport?" "We arrived early and rented a car, so I figured why not get here and surprise you?" You showered him in kisses and then left.
Niall: "Alright Y/N, be cool, be cool, be cool..." You were waiting in the airport for Niall's plane to land. You had never been with the paps before by yourself and you were really scared of them. Niall made you feel safe. They just, ughhhhhh. You felt smaller and smaller, and then your claustrophobia kicked in. You couldn't breathe. You couldn't get out. There was nothing you could do. "Flight 303 is now landing," someone over the intercom informed. Thank God, only five more minutes of this. Then, I get to see Niall and we get to have some alone time without this shit. Your claustrophobia got worse and worse, and eventually twenty minutes passed and Niall and the boys weren't off the plane yet. You started to cry because you couldn't handle the paps. You cried for what seemed like hours until someone grabbed you bridal style and kissed you repeatedly. "N-N-N-Niall?" you asked. "Of course it's me? What's wrong?" he demanded. He knew as soon as he saw all the paps. "Oh, is it the claustrophobia, Princess?" "Uh-huh," you mustered out. He kissed you again and then he got you out of there ASAP. You couldn't thank Niall enough.
(A/N- I realize you didn't really technically meet Zayn at the airport, but I just thought that'd be cute...and...well...I couldn't think of anything else...)