One Direction Preferences

97-You boost his confidence before a show

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 Zayn: “Stop pacing, Z, you’re going to do great!” He stopped his pacing and continued to look straight ahead of him. “(YN), i just can’t do this! This is most likely the biggest concert of our career, i just know i’m going to mess this up!” You bounce yourself off the couch and to Zayn’s side and put your hands on his shoulders. “Relax babe, this may be a big show, but you’re not going to mess this up. You’re going to rock this show! Remember when we first met and you told me that i could truly rock my own little shindig at that club? You just telling me that, even after thinking i was going to mess it up, made me relax and i ended up doing amazing and got offered a contract the next day, because of you! You’re amazing, and now it’s your turn to listen to the same advice. You’re going to rock this show, okay?” He grinned and kissed you. “We’ll always be there for each other, won’t we, (YN)?” You nodded and put your arms around his neck so he could pick you up for one of your special hugs. “Yeah, we will, Zayn, always!” His eyes lit up as he held you. “How did i get so lucky to have a wonderful girl like you in my life. Through anything and everything, i know i can count on you, thanks babe! Now, i’ve got to go. I’ve got a show to rock!”

Louis: “I can’t do this!” he shouts as he throws something else across the room, barely missing your head as you walked back from the bathroom. “Louis!” he stops. “What the hell? You just barely missed my head, with that last throw of whatever the hell that was!” He sighed deeply and ran his hands through his hair. “Sorry babe, it’s just, this is a huge show, and i’ve got a scratch in my throat and i’m just going to ruin tonight’s show, i just know i will and i guess i’m taking it out on everything and everyone around me!” It got to the point where he huffed and sat on the couch, avoiding your gaze. Huffing yourself, you joined him on the couch, straddling him and holding his face in your hands. “Louis William Tomlinson, this is not like you! You’re never like this, why today? Just because you have a scratch in your throat, who cares, i don’t! Just take a cough drop, drink some tea, and you’ll be perfectly fine, trust me okay?” He sighed and put his hands on your lower back with a smile on his face. “Can you come with me to every show? Not just the ones that are near home?” You giggle. “I’d love to, and who knows, i may have just took time off of work and i can finish the rest of your tour, now, can you do tonight’s show?” He kissed your cheek and gently moved you to the cushion to his side. “I’m going to rock this show, babe, and it’s all because of you!”

Harry: “Harry?” you ask softly, walking into the room and Niall and Zayn had told you to go because Harry wouldn’t leave and no one understood why. The room was dark when you entered, so you flicked the lights on, scanning the room until they landed on Harry, who sat in the corner, rocking back and forth, his head in between his knees, his hands in his hair. “Harry!” you exclaim and run over to his side, bringing his body close to yours and rubbing his back in as soothing of a manner as you could manage. “What’s going on, Harry? Why are you like this? You’ve got the guys worried sick, and now you’ve got me worried sick!” “Don’t be.” he muttered, his voice thick and raspy which only alerted you more. “Harry? Are you scared for tonight’s show?” He unraveled himself from you and held his hand out to you in a manner that was unlike him. “How do you know?” You try to speak, but no words come. “It was just a thought, but now i see that it’s the truth. Harry, you don’t need to be scared, yes tonight’s a big show, but, isn’t every night that you go out on stage and act like an idiot with your four best friends, a big show? Your fans are waiting to see their five favorite idiots out on that stage and if you didn’t know, you’re one of those idiots, babe.” He smiled at your words. “I do believe you’re the only one who can call me an idiot to my face the way you did, and i still love you no matter what.” “All better?” you ask, slowly standing up with him. Harry nods and kisses your cheek. “All better, thank you!”

Niall: “Will you all just stop!” he yelled and then stormed off down the hallway back towards the dressing room. You turned away from Niall’s retreating figure and at Louis. “What just happened? Am i the only one who doesn’t get why he just left, considering no one said anything, all i did was pick something off of Liam’s shirt.” Louis sighed, shaking his head in the process. “No clue, maybe he’s stressed for tonight’s show with his family being here and it being his home country, he always somewhat gets like this when we’re in Ireland.” You stand up. “I’ll go talk to him, wish me luck!” They all did and you followed in Niall’s footsteps and you were going to knock, but then thought you’d be better off not and just shot it open seeing Niall right away. “(YN), what are you doing here?” You shut the door behind you. “Here to calm you down, you’re scared for tonight because we’re at your home country and your family is here tonight. Niall, if you thought you performed awesomely at all your other concerts without your family and friends here, then why do you think you’re going to do horrible tonight? I don’t think you understand that with your friends and family being here, that you’re going to be doing so much more awesomely! I just know that you will, i have faith in you, just like always!” He strutted over and brought you in for a hug and a kiss. “I’d go crazy without you, you know that right?” Smirking you kiss his exposed chest. “Yeah, i know, but you’ll never be without me, ever!”

Liam: The dressing room was surprisingly quiet as you stepped in to see your boyfriend and the other boys, only to see no one. “Hello?” you call out. “Liam? You here babe?” The bathroom door then opened and Liam strutted out, tear stains on his face. “Oh, baby.” you breathe and engulf him with your arms. “Why are you, wait, why were you crying?” His red rimmed eyes held your gaze. “I can’t do tonight’s show. I don’t think i’m going on with the other guys tonight.” That surprised you. “What the hell, Liam? That doesn’t sound like you at all, why the hell would you now go on stage with the boys tonight?” His gaze never left yours. “Last night, i couldn’t hit that high note, i’m probably not going to be able to hit it tonight and everyone is going to laugh and i’m going to be a joke, (YN)! An absolute joke!” You shake your head and don’t let your arms fall from his body, instead you hold him tighter. “Liam James Payne, just because you were unable to sing that high note last night, does not mean the same thing will happen tonight. I happen to personally think that you’ll be able to sing that high note to the most ultimate perfection. This will be the best high note that you had ever sang before in your life, i just know it will be!” He wiped his eyes and his familiar smile that crinkled his eyes was on his face. “I’d be absolutely nothing without you, (YN)! I’d also love to stay, but um, i’ve got to get to hair and makeup before they kill me! I have a show tonight to perform!”