Pref#10: He’s Your Best FriendNiall:
“Y/N… Y/N?... Y/N!” you’re suddenly jolted out of your thoughts as you hear someone shout your name. You look over to see Niall sitting across the couch from you, his foot against your thigh, lightly tapping. “You okay?” He questions, looking at you with concern. You’re sitting at the studio, while the boys record, but you can’t really enjoy being there, since you’ve had a lot on your mind lately. You nod over at Niall, before continuing to zone out, just staring out the window. You’re suddenly aware of how close he had gotten, and you turn your head to look at him. “Don’t lie to me Y/N. You’re my best friend, I know when something’s bothering you.” He tells you, and you can see that he’s worried about you. “I’ve just been having a hard time lately…” you begin before telling him about everything that had gone wrong in the last month. He sits and listens, just like you knew he would. That’s why he’s your best friend; you can tell him anything and he’ll just listen. Once you’ve finished telling him everything, he just wraps his arms around you, and holds you. “I’m always here Y/N. You know that. Don’t hide things from me. You can always come talk to me; I don’t care if I’m busy. I will always make time for you.” He tells you, kissing the top of your head, and holding you tighter as what he says makes you start crying, happy to know that someone cares that much about you.
You run up to the door of your best friend’s flat, tears streaming down your face. You knock lightly, hoping he doesn’t have any one over. He opens the door, takes one look at you, and then opens his arms, allowing you to fall into them. “Liam...” you cry, clinging to the front of his shirt, as he slowly walks the two of you inside and to the couch, sitting down, and pulling you into his lap. He just rubs your back, allowing you to cry into his chest, not asking what’s wrong because he knows that you’ll tell him when you’re ready. And that’s why he’s your best friend. You can come to him and he’ll just hold you if that’s what you need. Or he’ll just listen, if you need to talk. He knows what you need; he’s your best friend. Finally, you pull back slightly to look at him with teary eyes. “I’m sorry I ruined your shirt.” You say, sniffling, and looking down at his now tear stained shirt. “Hey, don’t worry about my shirt. It doesn’t matter.” He tells you, pushing your hair out of your face. “He cheated on me.” You say quietly, looking down at your hands in your lap. You feel him stiffen, and you look up to see that his eyes have hardened. When he sees you looking at him though, his eyes soften, and he hugs you to him once again. “He didn’t deserve you anyway. You deserve so much better than that.” He tells you softly, just holding you, and stroking your hair, comforting you, like he always does.
“Hey freak.” You best friend says, walking into your flat, as you sit watching T.V. “Hey weirdo.” You reply back, glancing up at him and raising one of your eyebrows. He comes over to the couch, and plops down right onto your lap, making you huff out all of your breath dramatically. “Can I help you?” you ask, looking at him and poking his side. “Nope.” He tells you, getting comfortable and watching the T.V. You groan, leaning your head back on the back of the couch. You should expect this from him, he was your best friend, and you knew how he was. He was always doing stuff like this, and while you sometimes got slightly annoyed, it always made you smile, especially when he would give you that cute innocent look, with his puppy eyes; like he was doing right now. “What do you want?” you sigh, knowing that he was here for a reason. “What makes you think I always want something from you? Can’t I just come over to hang out with my best friend?” he gasps, acting offended, and pouting at you. “Not when you give me the puppy dog look.” You laugh at him, pinching his cheeks. He scrunches up his nose and narrows his eyes at you slightly, before his face melts into a cute smile. “Fine, I really need your help picking out an outfit for the party the band has to attend. Our stylist is away for a week.” He finally spits out why he was there. You just laugh at him before nodding, making him smile at you and grab your face, kissing your cheek quickly.
“Don’t even think about it…” you warn, backing away from your best friend as he turned toward you with the hose, looking at you with a mischievous smirk. “What Y/N? Are you scared of a little water?” he taunts moving closer to you. You just keep backing away, until you feel your back hit the wall. You look around you for another way to escape, but it’s already too late. “No!” you shout as he turns the hose on you, completely drenching you with water. “Harold Edward Styles! You’re dead!” you scream as he drops the hose and takes off toward the back yard. You chase after him, kicking off your now soaked shoes in the process. You see him across the yard, looking for somewhere to hide, a huge smile on his face. You bolt at him, not giving him a chance to find somewhere to run, and tackle him to the ground. “You’re such a dick.” You tell him, unable to keep from laughing as you pin him to the grass. He laughs up at you, before quickly flipping the two of you over, him now pinning you. “Ugh!” you groan out frustrated. “Why am I even friends with you?” you pout, as he smiles down at you. “Because you loveee me.” He informs you in a sing song voice, before lying on you, no longer holding up his body weight. “Get off of me you prick.” You say laughing, and shoving him off of you and then just lying next to him in the grass.
“Hey, sleepy head, you need to get up. You have an interview to go to in an hour.” You inform your best friend who was currently sleeping on your couch. He had come over earlier that day, and to no one’s surprise, fell asleep while the two of you watched a movie. You poke his cheek, trying to make him wake up. “Zaynnn! Get up!” you start shaking his arm, and then pick it up and make him slap himself. “Zayn!” He groans, opening one eye and looking at you. “Go’way.” He mumbles, rolling over onto his side. “You need to wake up! You have somewhere to be!” you groan at him, before sitting on his side. “Get up!” You shout, bouncing on him. He turns rolls onto his back, so that you’re now sitting on his stomach. “Y/N!” he whines at you, finally looking at you with both eyes open. “You’re so annoying.” He informs you. You just smile down at him, before ruffling his hair. “You know you love me.” You tell him, and he just sits up quickly, wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you down on top of him. He then rolls so that you’re pinned between him and the back of the couch, his arms tightening around you. “Just take a nap with me.” You look at him annoyed, before finally giving up. It was him who would get yelled at, plus you were tired anyway, so you decide to just take a nap with him.
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Pref#9: When You SmileNiall:
All he can do is smile back. He loves the way your lips turn up, and the way you tilt your head toward the ground, like you’re shy. He loves being able to gently lift your chin up, so that he can admire how beautiful you are, especially with that perfect smile on your face.
He wraps you up in a hug. When he sees your gorgeous smile, the only thing he can do is wrap you into his arms and hold you. It’s the only way he can react to seeing your smile light up your face; the only thing he can think to do in that moment.
He pokes your cheeks. He just thinks your smile is so adorable that the only thing he can think to do is to poke your cute little cheeks. He’ll smile down at you, and just lightly touch each of his pointer fingers into the sides of your face, which always makes you giggle.
He wants to kiss you. He just sees the way your lips curve and all he wants to do in that moment is kiss you, which he usually ends up doing. He’ll quickly wrap his arm around your waist, pull you against him, and press his lips to yours.
He’ll tell you how much he loves you. He always wants to remind you just how much he loves you, and when he sees you smile, it just makes him love you more. Seeing you smile reminds him why he fell in love with you in the first place, and why he still falls more in love with you every day.
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