One Direction Preferences

39. Late Night Comfort

*you ask him to sneak into your room and spend the night cause its just a bad night""

Louis: “Baby, ca- ca- can you come over?" you sniffle into the phone, legs crossed, blankets piled over your lap. A tired voice answers “Wh- Y/N, what’s wrong?" he asks as you hear some ruffling, him obviously getting up. “I- I had a fight with my mom, and I’m just really upset." you frown, realizing how needy you sounded. “Sure, I’m on my way." the faint jingling of keys audible through the phone. “Thanks." you say before laying back down, laying silently, until you hear a small tap on your window. Getting up, you wipe your eyes, trying to pull yourself together, feeling better when you see him. Pulling the window open, he climbs in, and smiles “You called?" he asks and you nod, hugging him tightly. :"Sorry I woke you." you sniffle as he backs you both to the bed, laying down with you. “Hey, it’s fine, besides, I don’t mind being here with you, I miss you." you laugh “You just saw me a few hours ago though." he smiles and pecks your lips, “It would be better if i didn’t have to say goodbye at all." and with that, he hums in your ear until you fall asleep, waking up with Louis the next morning.

Zayn: Zayn knocked on your door, as you got up from your warm spot on the couch to open it. Engulfing you in a tight hug, you started to cry into his shoulder again. “Zayn, I- I’m sorry." you whisper recalling the news you had told him earlier over the phone. “Shhh." he says, trying to calm you. After a moment he pulls away, and moves the strand of hair that had fallen from your neat bun to your face. “Hey, it’s my fault too, that we have a baby to worry about now." he sighs, taking your hand in his, looking you over, frowning at your dark, tired eyes. “Why don’t we just go to bed, and we can figure things out in the morning alright?" he asks, already closing the door, and leading you to bed. “Are you mad?" you ask, cuddling into you. “No baby, I’m not mad." he says before you fall asleep, as he does a bit after you, hugging you close.

Liam: The thunder clapped again, making you jump in your bed, pulling the blanket tighter around your body. Where was Liam? you ask yourself wincing from the lightning that shone through the curtains Just as you pull your phone out to call him, you hear your door shut and arms wrap around you. “What took so long?" you pout, curling into him, feeling better already. Chuckling he says a bit breathlessly “Your flat is a little ways away from mine." you can’t help but smile, then frown feeling water from his hair. “Thank you for coming." you murmur, wincing again from the thunder and lightning that followed quickly. “Anything for you baby." he chuckles “It’ll be over soon." he soothes brushing your hair back, humming helping you fall asleep, just to let you wake up to a sunny day next to Liam.

Niall: "Boys are so stupid." you sniffle into Niall’s shirt, it already being soaked from your tears. Rubbing your back soothingly, he nods. “I know we are darlin’, but he’s nothing to cry and lose sleep over." He says, holding back a yawn. You sniffle and look up at him, seeing the sleep in his eyes. “I’m sorry you have to be here with me." You say getting off his lap. “It’s just I didn’t want to be alone tonight, and that’s what I usually am." You frown, looking down at the dark blanket. “Well I think you should find someone who’s always here for you, someone who’s here whenever he’s not." He muses quietly making you look at him. “Are you serious?" You ask, rubbing your nose and eyes. Nodding he chuckles “I really love you." Niall blushes laying down in the bed. “Love you too Ni." You sniffle laying down, thinking he was joking. Curling up you fall asleep as he sighs. “I really love you." He mumbles before resting his nose in your hair, falling asleep, frustrated you couldn’t see it.

Harry: Staring at the text you sigh. “Be home in a few weeks, then we can cuddle" he had replied to your text wanting a cuddle. You close your eyes sadly hugging his pillow, the faint cent if his favorite cologne barely lingering on it. Gentle tears rock you to sleep settling for Harry’s pillow, until you hear a soft curse wakes you, panic raging through you. “Who’s there?" You ask, sitting up, eyes struggling to adjust. “Baby, it’s me. Harry." He says the soft clunk of his shoes crossing the floor until the weight of the bed changes. Sitting up fast you flick your lamp on and hug him tightly “I thought you were gone for a few more weeks." You sniffle. “I had to come see you, but I wanted it to be a surprise." He frowns hugging you. “Oh sweetie, I missed you so much." You say as he wipes your tears. “I missed you too. So much." He smiles laying down pulling you back to your pillow. “How about that cuddle now?" He asks and you nod cuddling into him, falling asleep easily the scent of his cologne fresh and the warmth of his body radiating to you comforting you the whole night.