One Direction Preferences

92. Dirty Little Secret

Harry: It was late and you were waiting for Harry to get out of the shower, so you decided to check your emails. When you opened your laptop you were greeted with a strange surprise. "Hey babe?" You yelled to the bathroom. A towel clad Harry emerged from the bathroom with beads of water dripping down his torso, "yeah?" "Did you uh use my laptop?" You struggled to keep a straight face. "Yeah mine was downstairs. Is that okay?" He was genuinely confused. "No yeah that's fine, just maybe next time close out of the porn," you finally cracked a smile. His face was covered in scarlet splotches, but he quickly tried to play it off. "I did that on purpose, thought we could watch it together"

Liam: Liam had the day off, but unfortunately you just couldn't get off work. You felt terrible but there was no way around it. You did however manage to get off earlier than you told Liam. You snuck into the house and quietly made your way upstairs. Your bedroom door was cracked and the lights were dimmed. At first you thought Liam had fallen asleep but when you got closer you could here the grunts and profanities spilling from Liam. You stepped closer to the door frame, startled by the creak in the floor board. Liam sprang forward, relieved it was only you, letting a cocky grin grow on his face. "You gonna come give me a hand or what?"

Louis: It's a rainy Sunday morning and you and Louis both have the day off, so you decided on a movie day. Lou was making his famous tea while you picked out the movie. You hovered over the bookcase full of movie searching intently, when you came across a blank case. You were more than intrigued, so you decided to slip it into the player. Louis made his way to you and sat the mugs on the coffee table. "What'd you pick love?" He came up behind you. "Not quite sure," you flashed the case. Louis jumped forward but intercepted his path to the tv. "(Y/N) c'mon!" The title "deep throat" flashed across the screen. You bursted out laughing. "I was sixteen and curious!"

Niall: Yours and Niall's house was on desperate need of some spring cleaning. Most of it was actually Niall's, you never realized how much junk he saved. You agreed to help Niall with all the boxes in his office after 20 long minutes of him convincing you that no one organizes better than you. You agreed to split the boxes in half but that lasted for all of five minutes before he sat back and told you what to keep and what to throw away. You opened the last box and pulled out a calendar full of naked women hanging on cars. "This is definitely trash..." You chucked it at him. "I was looking for that. You always need a calendar." He was obviously trying to get under your skin. "Well maybe if you're good, I'll make a calendar of my own"

Zayn: Zayn had been gone for almost two months and to say that you were lonely would be a complete understatement. You missed him so much it physically hurt. Your body ached all over, only getting worse when thoughts of him washed over you. One spot partially ached for his attention. You couldn't put it off any longer. You turned on the video you and Zayn watch together, when you're in the mood for something different. You started to tend to you needs, letting the waves of euphoria take you. "Plan on saving any for meh?" You practically jumped out of your skin but decided not to waste any time. "Get over here then."