One Direction Preferences

136-He catches you singing

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Harry: The radio was blasting as you got ready for the night. Harry, your boyfriend, was taking you out for the a romantic night in London. You were beyond excited and were taking your time to get ready, the longer you spend getting ready the more fun you'll have that night. One of your favorite bands, Mariana and the Diamonds, came on. You were straightening your hair as I Am Not A Robot started to play. Seeing as no one was around your and Harry's apartment, you started to sing along, loudly. "You've been hanging with the unloved kids, who you never really liked, and you never trusted, but you are so magnetic," you sang out, swaying your hips to the music. Your body was clad in a tight red dress that you were wearing out, and you liked the way it looked as you danced. You continued to swing and sway, "Guess what! I am not a robot! Can you teach me how to feel?" Once your hair was successfully straightened you abandoned the hot rod and started to dance around the bathroom, singing and applying makeup. From behind a deep, throaty, laugh echoed along with the music. You stopped dead in your tracks and spun around to see Harry casually leaning up against the bathroom door frame, laughing. "You sing well, love," he smiled, teasingly, at you. A blush rapidly creeped up your cheeks and you looked down, mortified. He came over and gave you a hug, "You ready to go, superstar?" he asked with a teasing laugh. You frowned, "Whatever, yeah I'm ready to go." You started to walk out of the bathroom, but Harry grabbed your arm, gave you a kiss, and smiled, "You really are fantastic." You rolled your eyes, "Whatever! Come on Curly, let's go before we're late."

Louis: You were home alone for the day, all your friends were out and your boyfriend, Louis, was out with his bandmates. You sighed in boredom. Sighing, you decided to clean up the bedroom. Louis always made a mess of the place and you decided that if you cleaned up the bedroom you could force him to clean the bathroom, which you made a mess of. Before you started you synced your iPhone up to speakers that were all around the bedroom. All around you the song Chloe started playing by Emblem3. This song was so fun and always lifted your spirits. As the tempo started to pick up, you started to dance as you picked up the clothes strewn around the room. "Chloe, I know your sister turns everyone on! But you're the one I want! But you're the one I want, yeah!" You really let loose and started to dance and sing at the top of your lungs, "All you Chloe's! You should know that you're my diamond in the rough! It's true-oo-oo-oo!" You were having a dance party, by yourself, and not doing much cleaning. Along with your singing there was suddenly a second voice singing along, you turned around to see Louis dancing around the room too, singing. You started to laugh, glad you had a boyfriend as goofy as you. He came over and grabbed your hands, dancing and singing. "Chloe! I know your sister turns everyone, but you're the one I want!" You chorused together. Once the song ended both of you dissolved into giggles and fell onto the bed. "Y/N, you're fantastic at singing," Louis gushed. "Yeah right!" You laughed, playfully hitting him on the arm. "You really are," he kissed your nose, '"I want to see you sing and dance more. You should totally be a backup singer for One Direction!" He practically screamed. "No way Louis!" You screamed back. You two were forced into a hysteria of giggles once again.

Liam: You loved to play music while you showered and got ready for the day. Specifically just for that purpose Liam hooked up a speaker that synced to your phone and played in the bathroom and your bedroom. For the shower you had the best playlist ever with tons of Fall Out Boy, Panic! At the Disco, One Direction (of course), Cash Cash, and other hits. You got out of the shower, humming to yourself the song that was playing. You dried your hair and slipped into a bra and underwear. Suddenly your favorite song, Party in Your Bedroom by Cash Cash started to blast from the speakers. You smiled to yourself and started to sing along as you hunted for clothes in your bedroom. You swayed to the poppy beat. "Walking down the street! Keepin' hush hush on the scene! No one knows you! Such a mystery! Opposite of fun 'til you turn the power on! Then you come out turning up the heat," you sang out, loving every single beat of the song. "Show the camera! You're a superstar!" You smiled as you sang, rather loudly. You found a pair of jeans and slipped them on while you sang, still with just a bra though. Your was loose and flowy, having just been blow dried. "There's a lot of talk about you-oo-oo-oo!" "There's a party in your bedroom all night long! There's a lot of talk about you! 'Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long! Pretty girl! It's a show! Let it go when you're alone! Lips sealed tight don't say goodnight!" You sang out loudly the last words. The next song that came on was quiet and you didn't pay much attention to it, as you were huffing for breath from belting out the last words to Party In Your Bedroom. "You know," you spun towards where the voice was coming from, you saw Liam standing in the doorway with a goofy grin, "My favorite time of the day has to be when you get ready in the morning." You cocked your head to the side and looked at him, confused, "I get the privilege of listening to you sing in the shower and when you get out I can see you sing and dance, in your underwear." He had a cocky smile, but it was still somehow the adorable little Liam smile you knew and loved. "Thanks," you smiled, a little embarrassed that you didn't notice him standing there. "You're quite good, love," Liam smiled and walked over to you, giving you a kiss, "My favorite part of the day," he whispered in your ear.

Zayn: You had a secret that you kept from everyone you knew. A big secret. A guilty pleasure that you indulged in every day when no one was around. The Jonas Brothers. Everyone was talking about the interview where Joe was shitting on Disney and talking about doing drugs with Miley Cyrus and Demi Lovato, but you didn't care. You still loved listening to S.O.S and Year 3000. But you would never tell anyone, especially not your boyfriend, Zayn Malik. Zayn was so hardcore, so pop punk. He had tattoos and listened to heavier rock, along with some of his own songs from One Direction of course. You were making dinner for you and Zayn while Zayn was out for the day. Your phone was blasting S.O.S by the Jonas Brothers. You made sure Zayn wasn't coming home till later and rocked out to your guilty pleasure. "I gave my all for you! Now my heart's in two and I can't find the other half! It's like I'm walking on broken glass!" You sang along with Nick, Joe, and Kevin. For whatever odd reason this old Disney music just made you so happy. Usually you liked what Zayn liked, but the Jonas Brothers were the best. You were singing along, at the top of your lungs. "It's the call I'll never get," you sang the last words. You heard a cough from behind you and you spun around to Zayn standing against the kitchen table, arms crossed. "Babe, tell me you're not listening to another boy band?" He clutched his chest, in mock pain. You instantly blushed and looked down. "I didn't know you listened to Disney music," he said with a laugh. "It's a guilty pleasure," you admitted. "Well, it's adorable when you sing along to it." He laughed. "You're not weirded out that I like the Jonas Brothers?" You questioned. "Nah, its cute, everyone has a guilty pleasure. Plus your voice isn't half bad," Zayn added. He left his stance on the kitchen table and made his way over to you, giving you a quick kiss, "You should sing for me more often." You smiled and kissed him back.

Niall: You were beyond excited, you were backstage at a One Direction concert, here to see your boyfriend, Niall perform. You had seen him many times on TV and gone to a few concerts but you had never watched from backstage. The boys were warming up while 5 Seconds of Summer were playing on stage. You smiled and swayed to the music, you realized why Niall loved these guys so much, they were good! You had never really listened to them that much before but you did have one song you loved, Heartbreak Girl. You smiled as the boys started to play your favorite song. You checked and no one was around, so you started to sing along, "I dedicate this song to you, the one that never sees the truth!" You sang along and smiled. "Heartbreak girl-l-l-l-l!" You saw a security guard walk by and you quickly quieted down, but as soon as he left you picked right up again, "I'm stuck in the friendzone again and again. I dedicate this song to you, the one who never sees the truth!" You sang out, "I know some day its gonna happen!" You closed your eyes, singing and swaying to the beat, "I'm right here! When you gonna realize?" Suddenly a pair of warm arms wrapped themselves around you from behind, you let out a little scream. "You sound good!" You heard the gruff Irish accent and smiled, a little embarrassed. "That's my good luck charm!" Niall said, swinging you around to face him, "Your singing is my good luck charm for the show!" "What?" you asked. "Yeah, totally, I'm gonna have a great show now!" Niall decided. You smiled at how goofy your boyfriend was. "Well I gotta go get in place, but I wanted to give you one last kiss," he smiled and gave you a kiss. "Good luck!" You smiled at him. "I don't need it, I've got my good luck charm." Niall said while walking away. Now anytime before he goes on stage he always calls you to sing to him if you're not with him. And if you are at a show he always begs you to sing right before he goes, forever claiming its his good luck charm.