One Direction Preferences

3. First Time You Meet

First Time You Meet

Niall: You glanced up from your grocery list and began searching for the item you had just read on your list. You found it on the top shelf of the aisle. You tried reaching for it but it just wasn't working. You weren't tall enough. You tried jumping but it was no use, you just couldn't reach it. A hand grabs the item for you and places it into your hands. You look up to the mystery person and your eyes meet a beautiful blue.

Louis: You ordered your coffee and paid then stepped to the side. You waited patiently as your coffee was made by the woman. After you received your coffee you went over to the table to get a straw. You were disappointed to see that they were all out. "Oh, do you need a straw?  Here. I accidentally grabbed two." A voice said next to you.  You smirked at the cute brunette and accepted  the straw.  As you planned a date, you couldn't  help but laugh at the dozens of straws you noticed poking out of his bag.

Zayn: You met Zayn when you were only two, because your mothers are best friends. Growing up, so were  the two of you.  It wasn't until  you were twenty that he finally  had the courage to ask you out on a date and of course you said yes. You've always liked Zayn.

Liam: Surprisingly, you and Liam met online. You started off as strangers but after liking all of each others  posts and pictures you decided to try and start a conversation with this random guy. It turned out you two have a lot in common, after months of just being online friends that flirt, Liam asked to meet you for real one day. You two agreed to meet at a park, after seeing that the chemistry between the two of you was real, Liam asked you out on a real date.

Harry: You were going to Big Ben today. For some reason you've always adored the landmark, even when you were a child. You brought your sketch pad and pencils. Once you found a place to sit you began to draw the beautiful sight. You weren't much of an artist, you were actually very bad, but you brought the pad and pencils so you didn't look crazy as you stared at Big Ben. "Isn't it beautiful?" A rough voice said. You looked up from your poorly drawn picture to see a beautiful man sitting down next to you on the bench you were sitting on.  You snapped out of your staring and replied. "Oh yeah. Very beautiful." You shyly whispered to him. "I come here every Sunday." He said. You smiled at the curly haired boy. Maybe you weren't the only one who found the beauty in Big Ben.