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When a thief breaks into your house

This one was kind of difficult to write, sorry if it's a tad boring per lack of words.

Liam: "Liam, Liam! do you hear that?" You smacked your boyfriend's arm, feeling alarmed as you heard something clattering down in the living room. It was past midnight and you two had fallen asleep, when you were rudely awaken by noises downstairs. "What? I don't hear anything." He snored sleepily. You smacked his arm again and he sat up, rubbing his eyes. You were both quiet when you heard someone moving things around. "I think it's a thief! It sounds like he's in the kitchen." You covered your mouth, trying to not scream. "Liam, we need to do something!" You said, pulling his arm as he stood up. He grabbed the night-lamp next to your bed. "Start calling the police." Liam gulped as you watched him go out of the room. You grabbed the phone and ran behind him, dialing the police station's number. Before you reached the kitchen, you heard some shouting and ran toward the living room, where you found your boyfriend at the door. "That's right! You run away you nincompoop!!" he shouted, his face turning red in a mix of fear and anger.

Harry: You had been sleeping, when suddenly your were jolted awake by a banging coming from downstairs. It was the middle of the afternoon, and you and your boyfriend had been taking a nap. You were confused as to what the noise was, until you heard more of the noise. "It's a thief! It's a thief!" You started shaking Harry's arm to wake him up. "I can't believe you got the lyrics wrong to my own song." He sighed, "It's, I'm a thief! I'm a thief!.... babe." He mumbled, turning around. "No! There is literally a thief in the house!" You whispered impatiently. Harry stood up quickly to lock the bedroom door while you called the emergency number. The police arrived in no time, and though the robber tried to escape, he was successfully caught.

Niall: You were about to fall asleep when you heard a bunch of pans being moved around in the kitchen. You jolted up and started breathing heavily until Niall awoke. "What's the matter, princess?" He asked. "I heard something. There's a thief in the house!" You exclaimed. "It's okay, [Y/N], you were just dreaming. Don't worry." Niall tried to soothe you. However, you both heard some footsteps running around the house, dropping things along the way, and it wasn't until you heard the front door locking shut, when your sleepy boyfriend stood up from the bed and ran toward the window. "I hope he didn't steal any of the food." Niall turned around, blushing.

Zayn:"Zayn, wake up! Wake up! now!" You stirred the bed and moved your boyfriend from side to side, trying to wake him from his deep, deep, sleep. "What is it?" He gnarled, "This better be good." Zayn snapped. You knew Zayn absolutely hated being woken up, but this was a dangerous situation. "There's a thief downstairs. I was showering, and then I heard someone walking around the house. Once I stepped outside the shower and saw you here I freaked out!" You explained, breathing rapidly. "Is our bedroom door locked?" Zayn whispered and yawned. "Yes." You replied as he pulled you up in the bed and made you lay next to him. "Then don't worry. Let him take whatever. I just want to sleep and have you safe in my arms." He yawned and closed his eyes as you buried your face into his chest, praying the robber downstairs left the house.

Louis: It was around 2: AM, and you and your boyfriend were watching a movie. You were both sitting on the couch, curled up with a cup of tea when you heard the garage door open. "Babe, did you tell Harry to come over?" You asked, interrupting Louis' deep concentration. "Huh? No...shhhh watch." He pulled you closer to him and kept looking at the telly. The noise in the garage got even louder and you stood up quickly, "Did you hear that? Tell me you heard that! There's a thief in the house!" You screamed. Louis stood up and ran to the kitchen. He returned with a broom in his hands. "Stay here." He ordered, making you sit on the couch. You were scared to even move, but you didn't want Louis to get hurt. You ran behind him and you both stood inside the open, empty garage. "I wasn't fast enough." He sighed, "He escaped." Louis lamented. "I'm just glad you weren't hurt, babe." You hugged him tightly. "Lets lock all the doors and call the emergency number." Louis commented, kissing the top of your head.