One Direction Preferences

127-You give him a scare

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Niall- You were both putting together the baby crib and it was taking longer than it should of. “Babe, i don’t think this is right. It doesn’t look like the box.” Niall said. You laughed at his state of confusion. “That’s because this leg isn’t a leg.” you laughed. “Oh.” he said taking apart the crib. You could see he was having trouble getting the two pieces apart. “Here let me help.” you laughed.”Here” he started to take back the crib. “I got it” you said, but then you suddenly lost you’re grip. “ow!” he said as the crib smashed he foot causing the top of his foot to bleed. “Are you okay? I’m so sorry.” you asked. “It’s fine babe. At least all always have this scar.” he smiled though tears were forming in his eyes.

Liam- “Stop it Liam!” you laughed running through the house. It’s been like this all morning. He woke up with the erg to mess with you, so you did the same trying to get back and him and so on and so on. “I’ll get you.” he said running after you with a spatula of whipped cream. “Not if i run faster than you.” you teased turning the sharp corner into the kitchen. You mad it to the kitchen, completely trapped by Liam. There was no way of getting out of this. “Don’t” you yell but it was to late. He covered you in whipped cream. As he covered your face you dropped the plate you were holding, making it shatter on the floor. He steeped right on the broken glass cutting himself on the bottom of his foot - forever having a scar.

Louis- You and Louis were moving into a new house. You had boxes upon boxes lined up in the kitchen. You spent all day working on the other rooms. Getting the huge furniture out of the way and placed, then the small stuff. You had all the room finished except the kitchen. The Kitchen was were the most of the boxes were. That’s were most of your stuff it. “Last room.” Louis said. “Yep.” you sighed, but laughed at the same time. As the time went on the pile of boxes got smaller. You had two boxes left to go through when the boxes started to fall. “Shit louis” you yelled, but the boxes already fell on top of him. The corner of one of the boxes hit my on the forehead giving him a tiny scar for the rest of his life. 

Zayn- “How’s dinner coming along?” Zayn popped his head in the kitchen to see how you were. “Fine.” you said still working on the dinner. You loved to cook for the boys. You don;t get to much because one is over that much, but when they are you are in the kitchen ready to cook. “Need any help?” he asked. You did need help but you knew Zayn would get in the way. “No it’s good.” you said. “Oh. Come on i’m helping.” you didn’t argue as that wouldn’t work anyway. “Just chop these up.” you said handing him the knife, but because you were paying attention you dropped the knife right on his hand. It stabbed him, but didn’t go all the way through. “SHIT!” you yelled. “Liam, Ni, Harry, Lou, someone come in here.” you yelled. The boys all rushed in and realized what happened. They took him to the hospital and everything was fine, but Zayn would always have a scar to remind himself about that moment.

Harry- “Push baby” harry said to your left. You were feeling more pain than you ever imagined in your life. You went into labor early and by the time you reached the hospital you were to late to get an epidural. Pain was shooting down your back and you feel everything that was going on. You had a held of Harry’s arm as tight as you could. “I see the head coming. A big push now.” the doctor said. Harry had one arms around your neck holding it up while the other holding your leg. The hand that was a hold of Harry’s was clinging tight. The pain was so much that you didn’t even notice that your nails were going into his skin, making him bleed. It wasn’t until the birthing was over that you saw his arm bleeding. “I’m so sorry” you said, but he just laughed. He new how much pain you were in and it put the seed in you, so guess this scar is just his punishment.