One Direction Preferences 2

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Liam: The two of you were at your favorite restaurant enjoying a dinner for the first time since Liam had gotten home from tour. As the waiter was taking your order, you noticed Liam's eyes drifting behind you and they moved up and down. He was inspecting something. Unable to take it anymore you turn around to see what Liam was staring at and sure enough there was two women, around your age in slutty dresses. Turning back around to Liam, you saw him blush and look away. "Sorry." he mumbles. You shake your head and focus your attention back to the waiter. "That's all i want, and don't worry about him. He won't be needing anything tonight, he's in too much trouble." Liam gulped and looked at the waiter then back down to the table. "Shit!"

Zayn: At your sister's volleyball game, you had a feeling that with the uniforms that Zayn would be looking, and that was okay. As long as he looked but didn't touch. The game had started and your sister had just scored the first point of the game and you cheered and looked down at Zayn who's eyes were on the opposite side of the court where a couple of girls were doing some stretches. "Zayn!" you snap and he looks up at you, a smirk on his face. "What? They're college girls!" "Yes, but we're here for my sister, not for you to look up her opponents! Now pay attention to her or i'm not bringing you back to another game!" "One more stare?" he asks and it's as if you're burning a hole through his head and he groans. "Okay fine, no more staring. I'll only stare at you! Better?" You nod and sit down next to him. "Much."

Louis: "Your eyes better not be on that bitch behind me, Tomlinson! If your eyes are on her, i'm leaving you here alone and you can deal with whatever hell rumor the paparazzi come up with this time!" "You wouldn't leave me here alone!" "How do you know that?" "You're too scared of going out there alone!" "Yes, but if i take your bodyguard with me, i'll be just fine, so were you staring at her, Tomlinson?" "We're married, and you're calling me Tomlinson still? You should know my name!" You nod. "I do know your name, but when you go out to lunch with your wife, you should focus on her and not some bitch that is behind her!" Louis groaned and pushed back in his seat slightly. "Fine, i was staring at her, but now i'm staring at you! Can we please enjoy the rest of our lunch?" You think about it for a minute before you stand up. "Where are you going?" he asks and you stand next to him and point to your now vacant seat. "You're sitting over there now!"

Niall: Being back in his beloved Ireland, you had no idea what to expect. As you were walking with him and his family, you noticed a group of belly dancers performing on the streets. You always enjoyed watching them, wishing you were one of them, but you were never confident enough. Niall followed your gaze and landed on the dancers. His pupils dilated and a smirk formed on his face. Just as you were getting used to the dancing, you began to get bored with it and started to walk away but noticed Niall was no longer following you. "Niall?" you ask and turn back around and follow his gaze which was on the dancers of course. "Niall, babe, you're staring at those dancers!" "Huh?" he asked, his trance on the dancers breaking and his eyes now glued on you. "What'd i do?" "You were staring at those dancers over there." "I love only you!" he defended himself quickly and you grinned. "I know that, i just don't like when you stare at other girls is all, it bothers me." "I'll never choose another girl, (YN), you're the one for me and that's that!"

Harry: "Those pants look good on her!" he said bluntly as you were at the latest fashion show. "Excuse me?" you ask and he smirks at you. "What? You brought me here and told me to enjoy myself, and i am, and now you're complaining." "You're looking at other girls, Harry!" "Yes, but they're models! I told you, i don't date models! I date you, i love you and only you, (YN)! How many times do i have to say that?" You purse your lips and look away. "Fine, but only looking, no touching, got that?" He puts his hands up in defense. "As you say m'lady!" you blushed and watched the remainder of the show. As you were leaving, Harry squeezed your hand tightly. "I could never be with one of them anyways." "Why do you say that?" He smiled down at you. "They're not you! You're perfect, they're not."