Harry: He’s channel surfing as you two lay on the couch, tangled up in blankets. He grips your hand and you burrow your head into his shoulder. You tug on his beanie and a chocolate brown curl pops out from underneath, so he gives you a cute glare, pursing his lips. You smile in return before leaning up to kiss him softly. He grins as he slips his arm around your shoulders and continues to sift through the channels, stumbling upon Disney movies. The film they’re showing just happens to be Bambi. You roll your eyes as he winks at you. “I don’t know why you want to watch this movie…” you trail. An hour and a half later, it isn’t the movie that’s occupying your time…
Zayn: He picks up the last container, filled with bright blue eye shadow. “Zayn Jawaad Malik, are you aware of what you’re doing?” you ask hesitantly. “I know perfectly well how to put on make up, thank you very much.” You give him a skeptical look and ask, “Um, Zayn, babe, should I be worried?” Slowly he puts down the jar and says, “Maybe you’re right. How about we just wash that off and go out for lunch?” You nod slowly and he bends down and gives you a short kiss before walking out the door, leaving you to your cleansers.
Niall: You guys sit down at the table to play a mean game of Go Fish and Niall reaches over during your turn and tries to sneak a piece of popcorn from your bowl. You slap his wrist playfully and say, “Go fish.” He feigns hurt and picks a card up from the dwindling pile of bright green cards with orange fish on them. Later on in the game, you get up to throw away your trash and you come back to see Niall stuffing his face full of your M&M’s. Your mouth drops in surprised and you ask incredulously, “Really, Niall, really?” Sheepishly, he smiles back, chocolate bits stuck in his braces.
Liam: You know he’s always wanted to create the perfect Krispy Kreme ice cream. So, when you woke him up that morning and told him what the day would hold, he was more than happy to throw on a plaid shirt, a pair of jeans and his favorite white Converse and head out to the local Krispy Kreme doughnut shop. You fire up the soft serve machine and throw together a simple recipe for vanilla ice cream. When you receive his text that he’s pulling back into the driveway, you start to spoon out the sweet concoction into a bowl. Moments later, he’s arrived with two steaming boxes of doughnuts. He starts to cut them up into small, inch size pieces and put them into the ice cream bowl. After taking his first bite, he rolls his eyes in delight and leans over and kisses you on the lips. You smile, his lips sweeter than any ice cream imaginable.
Louis: In celebration for your first day home alone all week, Louis shows up that morning with helium balloons and a cookie cake. You guys delve into the cookie cake hungrily, and no, all the icing didn’t make it to your lips. You go and wash the purple icing from your nose and forehead and when you come back, Louis greets you with a high pitched, “Hey babe,” and you’re taken aback until you see a partially deflated shiny helium balloon in his left hand. You roll your eyes, but join in, grabbing a flower-shaped pink balloon from the bundle that are tied to a chair in the dining room. The rest of the afternoon, you suffer a helium-induced headache, but decide that it was worth all the fun you two had.
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