One Direction Preferences

#106: You Two Get In Trouble With Management

Niall:

It was the video set for Kiss You. It was way early in the morning as you see Niall standing sleepily staring off. He was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt and his hair was in a poorly done quiff. You walk over to him to get his attention. "How are you so awake? You're the worst morning person I know." He chuckles wrapping his arms around your waist. "Hey!" You say hitting him playfully on the shoulder. "Oh, you know I mean good by it. How are you so awake?" "Because...," You trail off. "I get to see you shirtless." You say blush creeping on your cheeks. "Cheeky bird..." He smiles playfully. You wrap your arms around his neck as he pulls you closer. You two are soon locking lips and feel like the only two in the room. "Excuse me you two. If you're going to snog, at least go into the costume changing room." Your cheeks turn bright red as Niall takes your hand and leads you to changing rooms.

Louis:

It was just a boring meeting. Management had set all the team together to figure out the tour dates for Take Me Home. You had been invited to join in the meeting so you wanted to set a good impression. You knew if you sat by Louis that trouble would start to stir up, so you sat across from him, next to Liam. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Louis trying to get your attention, but you pretended not to see. Soon he starts throwing paper balls at you. You get fed up and give him a death stare. He starts making faces at you and you can't help but laugh. He starts throwing paper at the wall behind you, both of you giggling up a storm. "Are you two finished?" Head of management says. You two give each other glances before giggling one last time.

Zayn:

"Hey wanna play a game?" Zayn whispers to you. It was only 20 minutes till the boys were supposed to perform live for the X Factor USA. "Isn't it the wrong time?" You say back with raised eyebrows. "There is never a wrong time for a game." He winks. "Alright, shoot." You say averting your full attention to him. He walks straight up to you and taps your shoulder. "You're it!" He says eyes gleaming as he runs away. It didn't take long for you to catch up to him, with your small figure being able to run swiftly. You shoot in the other direction, adrenaline coursing through your body. You turn the corner only to skid to a stop. You see Paul running down the hall towards you. You turn around, only to body slam right into Zayn. "GO!" You scream pointing behind you two. Zayn catches on and starts to run right besides you. You finally go to the bench you were sitting on right before you started your game of tag. You both try to hide your heavy breathing when Paul walks up to you two. "You know you aren't supposed to run around places like this." Paul says sternly. "I don't know what you're talking about." Zayn says leaning back against the bench. "Mhm." He mumbles walking away. "Don't do it again!" He calls behind him.

Harry:

"Look! A fountain!" You beam pointing to the big beautiful statue shooting out water. "Last one there is a rotten egg!" Harry shouts. You two both run straight into the fountain. You start splashing around as you feel cold water splashed all over your back. "Hey!" You scream shooting around to see a whistling Harry. You run after him as you try to splash him with water. All of a sudden he turns around and picks you up so your feet are dangling. He starts spinning you around as you try to pry his grasp, giggling incredibly. "Harry!" You hear someone scream behind you. Lou, the stylist, stood there with her hands on her hips. He sets you down as he helps you out of the fountain. "C'mon then you need a costume change. Next time I will make you stay in your wet clothes." She says walking in front of the giggling you and smirking Harry.

Liam:

"I want ice cream!" Liam says slamming his hand down on the table. "Poor wittle wiam wants ice cweam." You say pouting your bottom lip. "Why can't I have anyyyyyyy?" He drags on. "You know why. You just got changed into your outfit and if you get it dirty I will be held as accountable for it." You say pecking his pouting lips with a quick kiss. "Pleaseeeeeee." He begs with fluttering eye lashes. "Fine." You sigh as you two walk up to the ice cream stand. You two sit on a nearby bench as Liam licks happily away on his ice cream. Just your luck, a tiny drop lands on the center of his vest. "LIAM." You scream. "Oopsies." He says. He took the liberty of telling Lou that it was his fault for staining the vest, and told in explicit detail how you told him this would happen. He comes back to you with an apologetic smile and hands behind his back. "Whatchu got behind there?" You say tilting your head. He pulls out an ice cream cone and hands it to you. You laugh as you take it, smearing the tip of it on his nose, soon licking it off.