One Direction Preferences

89. Gift He Sends While On Tour

Harry: "I'm coming, I'm coming." You mumbled on your way to the door of your apartment, shuffling into a shirt that was more appropriate to answer the door in than the skimpy little top you had fallen asleep in overnight. On your tip toes, you glanced into the peep hole only to see a tall blond haired girl you had never seen before in your life. You thought, maybe, you were just tired but then you looked again and realized, you really didn't know who she was. "Hello?" You yawned as you answered the door, staring at her with squinting eyes and still trying to place her somewhere in your memory. "Hi. I'm Casey with the Meadow Bridge Animal Shelter. I'm here to help you welcome Lorenzo into your life." She stepped aside and, suddenly you were awake, you set your sights on the sleepiest looking Pomeranian you had ever seen in your life. He was just a little baby in his crate, half-gnawing on a stuffed toy while also starting to fall asleep. "He is a toy Pomeranian, adopted by a Harry Styles, for you. May I come in?" The tall blond girl asked with blinking eyes. You couldn't be bothered to look; you just wanted to hold the puppy. You stepped aside in a rush and allowed her access to your slightly messy pad. Once Lorenzo was snuggled up in your hands, sleeping against your chest, and Casey was setting paper work up in the kitchen nook, you excused yourself to the hallway to call your boyfriend.
"Do you love him?" Harry asked, excited even though he was miles away. "I wanted to get you a girl, but when I heard about him, I thought you two would get on nicely."
"I love him." You gushed. "Thank you so much."
"Well, don't get too comfortable with him. I want my place in your bed still available when I come visit."

Liam: "Did they come?!" He sounded like a small boy on Christmas, a panting excitement pulsating out of him. Liam had been in the middle of a phone interview when you called, but he eagerly called you back as soon as it was over.
"Yes." You said back calmly, looking down at your first pair of Brian Atwood heels. You had wanted any pair of his wearable works of art for so long and now you had one, not just any pair either, but the ones in the advertisement you had dog eared in a Vogue magazine a month ago and been staring at online since. "How did you know that I wanted these ones? Thank you so much, Liam! God, you spoil me!"
"Well, when you started referring to them as 'the other loves of your lives', I thought I had to do something about them." Liam laughed. "Let's FaceTime, I want to see them on you." He suggested since he had a little time to kill and was happy to have a peek at his favorite girl.

Louis: Not a day had gone by where you weren't being woken up at nine am by a parcel at your front door. It wasn't just any parcel either, but an edible arrangement. Chocolate covered fruit in different shapes with little cards that read 'Enjoy. Love you sweetheart xx - Louis' on every one. You had never eaten so much fruit in your life before, but you couldn't deny how cute it was that Louis was doing this for you. You two were having a hard time finding time to Skype or call since your time zones were now different and it seemed whenever he did have time, you were in class and when you had time, he was on stage. It was sweet that he was doing something to keep you both in constant contact.
"I hope they are making your days without me a little bit sweet." As you was fast asleep, stomach full of chocolate covered berries, Louis texted you. It was nice to be reminded that he missed you just as much as you missed him.

Zayn: So far, you had collected sixty five. Sixty five places he had gone to perform since you two had decided to give being together a go. Each place he went Zayn sent you a postcard before leaving with a handwritten note. Some were simple and brief while others took up every bit of space available, some had little cartoon drawings while others had penned lyrics on them in cursive writing. Zayn was romantic despite what he wanted people to know about him. It was the only way he could have constant communication with you and, from what you both read, that was key to any relationship.

Niall: "This is so perfect." You told Niall again over the phone for probably the tenth time. His voice crooned in the background over subtle acoustic guitar melodies and you closed your eyes to try and sink into the sound.
"I'm really glad you like it. I wish I could be there to do it live right now." He said back, quietly, hoping he wouldn't wake anyone up on the bus. Lately, he had been having a hard time sleeping and that was when it was loneliest on the road, when he missed you most. He had recorded you a CD privately on a day off when he was in Nashville and had an access to a studio. Ten songs: Seven covers and three originals. It was nice to have something with him that you didn't have to share; it was all Niall and all yours.
"Soon. We'll get to see each other soon." You reminded him, but also telling yourself