#one direction request

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“Babe, I’m here! I brought your favorite take out!” Harry announced his presence as he walked through the front door of your flat. You knew that he was coming over after he was done at the studio so you had unlocked the door a few hours prior.

The day started off good. You had FaceTimed your best friend in the morning and made yourself an easy breakfast of toast and some juice. You cleaned the flat, knowing that if you didn’t do it today then you wouldn’t do it for at least another week. Overall it was just a normal day off at least until you checked your instagram. You had posted a cute picture of you and Harry sitting on the couch, big grins on your faces.

You’re not good enough for him.

Normally comments didn’t get to you but this one was burned into your brain. You tried to forget about it but the more you tried, the louder the voice in your head told you it was true.

You heard his footsteps nearing the bedroom where you were curled up in bed, clenching a pillow tightly to your chest.

He gently placed a hand on your back. “Y/n? Are you okay?”

You didn’t say anything, just laid there as tears silently rolled down your cheeks and onto your sheets. You wanted to tell him that you were glad he was home but the words wouldn’t come out. The more you tried to talk, the more your anxiety was breaking through.

The weight of the bed shifted as he laid down next to you, running his fingers through your hair and placing a soft kiss on your temple. “The studio was boring today. Would’ve been better if you were there but I wouldn’t have gotten anything done now would I?” He softly chuckled, trying to distract you from the anxiety he knew was taking over. “How could I possibly get work done when there’s someone as gorgeous as you sitting in the same room as me? I don’t think anyone would blame me but unfortunately staring at you won’t make music.” He trailed his fingers down your arm until they met yours. He played with them lightly as if he was strumming the strings to his guitar.

You liked hearing about his day and he knew that. He knew everything that you liked. From the flowers that you loved to your favorite scents to your dream house. He was everything you’ve ever wanted and more.

He began to hum something softly, something you didn’t recognize but probably would in the future. He often came home and played some of the stuff for you that he’d put together in the studio. You always felt a sense of pride hearing him work.

“I wrote one for you today. I think you’re gonna like it.” There was a moment of silence before he spoke again. “You are the most beautiful girl on the planet, you know that? I can’t believe I got so lucky.” He placed soft kisses along your jaw, squeezing you tightly in his embrace. In his arms you always felt a sense of safety. Something you had never felt with your previous boyfriends.

REQUEST: hey friend! since requests are open, if you’re feeling it, maybe some fluffy Niall? I’m rereading your Niall fics rn and I’m so stressed from school and they’re giving me so much life and comfort thank u so nuch 😭😭💘💘

- requested by @lovepoe

It was ten p.m. when Niall walked in after a long day at the recording studio. He let himself in with the spare key that she gave him—-she wasn’t expecting him there that night, and he knew that she had a bucketload of finals coming up, but he had to see her. He tossed his keys on the hallway table and shrugged off his jacket, hanging it on the back of the front door and slipping off his shoes.

“Niall?” She appeared from around the corner, her eyeglasses on and hair pulled up into a bun at the very top of her head. It was one of his favourite hairstyles on her, and it made him smile.

“Sorry to scare you, love,” he said as he took a step closer, “just wanted to see you.”

“I told you that I can’t hang out tonight.” She sighed, covering her face with her palms. “I’m so busy, Niall.”

“I know that.” He said, setting his hands on her shoulders and rubbing them softly. He leaned in to kiss the tops of her hands, murmuring atop of them. “But I missed you. I promise I won’t be trouble.”

“I didn’t want you to see me like this.”

“Like what?” He asked, peering at her in an attempt to get her to uncover her face, as if looking at her would will her into letting him in. “You look beautiful.”

“No, I mean, I didn’t want you to see me all anxious and struggling to get things done.” She huffed, uncovering her face to reveal the tears that had started to pool at the rims of her eyes. His heart dropped—-he hadn’t realized exactly how stressed she was, and it made him even sadder that she had been hiding it from him.

“Hey,” he murmured, opening his arms and pulling her against his chest. She fell against it comfortably, sniffling softly and giving him a strong squeeze. Even though she had asked him to stay away, she had to admit that it was a relief to have him there. “Talk to me. Issokay. You can cry if you have to, babe.”

“I’m just really overwhelmed.” She admitted to him, sighing. “I left too many things until the last minute and am probably going to have to pull an all-nighter tonight, and it’s just so much and I don’t know how I’m going to get everything done.”

He simply nodded and pressed a kiss to the side of her head, holding her close. He was happy that he was there to hold her, and thought about all the nights that she was probably like this in the past when he wasn’t there to hold her. They had only been dating for a couple of weeks, but he was determined to never let that happen again.

Prompt: “Your hand fits in mine like its made just for me” -Little Things (Take Me Home)

He knelt down in front of you, diamond ring in hand. “Y/n, we were made to be together. We’re soulmates. Everything that I want to do in life, I want you at my side. I never want to see you sad, even though I know it’ll happen. We’re two puzzle pieces. Your hand fits in mine like its made just for me and I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re my whole life and I want to spend the rest of it with you, no matter what happens to the band.” He sighed, then asked the big question. “Will you marry me?”

You jumped up and down, “Yes, Harry! Yes, I’ll marry you!”

REQUEST: Hey Hello sweetie, could you please write about a sad y/n that just had an argument with her friends and Harry is trying to make her feel better please please? Thank you xx

Word Count: 791

Y/F/N: Your Friends Name Y/O/F/N: Your Other Friends Name

I hope you like it! xx Please inbox me with any requests!

You were sitting on the small, plush couch in the corner of your sitting room, angrily tapping through an app on your phone when Harry came home. It was later in the afternoon, and he was home earlier then you had expected. You thought that you had enough time to try and calm yourself down before he had come home, but that plan was thrown to the wind when his voice broke through the quietness of your apartment.

While it was kind of annoying that it was raining on your vacation, you were also kind of glad that you were stuck inside. You and Louis didn’t really get to hang out as much as you would like and days like these were always your favorite moments with him. The two of you had a lot of history and you knew if you needed him he would always be there. He was your best friend after all and you couldn’t ask for someone better to be your partner in crime.

Louis took a hit, passing the joint to you and leaning back in his spot on the couch. You didn’t like to get high by yourself and Louis knew that. Whenever he anticipated hanging out with you he always brought weed with him so you could enjoy it.

He inhaled, coughing a couple times and laughing as Louis laughed at you. His laughter was contagious.

“So, y/n, find any new twats on those dating apps or have you moved on to scouting the pubs?”

You rolled your eyes at him, knowing it was only time before he brought up you wanting to find a good man to be with. He had always picked on you for being on dating sites but it was hard to find guys that were decent people these days.

“Listen I don’t comment about all the girls you’re probably banging around the globe. Lay off.”

He laughed, giving you the finger, but you saw a blush spread across his cheeks. You knew him too well for him to be able to lie to you. “Someone’s a little on the sensitive side tonight, huh, ya little shit?”

“Yeah mate, it’s you.” You smirked, taking a sip of your beer.

You loved the banter that they two of you had. It always made for a good time and even if you had a little argument about it, it never lasted. You could never stay mad at each other for long. The two of you meant well and joking around with each other just made you feel closer.

“So really-“ He trailed off. “Are you seeing anyone?” He fiddled with the beer bottle in his hands, looking up at you with quick glances.

You shrugged. “Not really. It’s too complicated. How are you supposed to know if a guy likes you or if you like a guy just from talking to them or having sex every now and then? I’m too worried about putting myself out there.”

You knew who you loved. You’ve known that you loved him for years now but you felt it was too risky to tell him how you felt. What if he didn’t feel the same way and it ruined your friendship forever? It wouldn’t be worth it. But it would be if he felt it too.

“Hey! Earth to y/n! Why are you staring at me?” He was standing in front of you, a concerned look on his face. You couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous his eyes looked.

“I-uh...I’m...” You stuttered. He tapped on your forehead and laughed.

“You okay in there, love?”

“I’m in love with you!” Your eyes went wide and you covered your mouth as fast as humanly possible. You shouted it so loud you thought maybe you had broken his ear drums.

He blinked at you a few times, obviously in shock by your extremely loud proclamation of love but he didn’t run away. He didn’t seem angry or upset or even like he wished you hadn’t said it.

Your hand dropped back down to your side. “Louis I-”

He leaned in, pressing his lips against yours, you would’ve swore that this was all a dream but it didn’t feel like it. The butterflies in your stomach were manic and your heart was beating a million times a second but it was everything you had hoped for. He pulled back, looking down at the ground for a moment before looking back at you.

Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!

The day was finally here, I have been planning the perfect dinner party for Liam to meet all my friends. The table was set, the dinner cooking, and or course the pie cooling. I glanced down at my phone to check the time, 6:30, people should be arriving soon. Tonight needed to go perfect, Liam and I have only been together a little over a month and none of my friends have met him. They were all excited to meet the guy that after only a month I decided to move in with. But him not being here put the whole night in jeopardy. A knock on the door pulled me out of my head.

6:35. One friend, no Liam

6:45. Three friends, no Liam.

6:55. Five friends. no Liam

7:00. All seven friends, no Liam.

“Y/n dinner smells amazing.” Y/f/n said. “When will it be ready.”

“Shouldn’t be much longer.” I said through a fake smile. “I’ll go check.”

I stood up and rushed into the kitchen, the truth is dinner had been ready for 15 minutes. The clock hanging on the wall read 7:45. I pulled out my phone dialing Liam's number for the 25 time in the past hour. I tapped my fingers on the counter listening to the phone ring in one ear and my friends talked about how shitty it is that Liam isn’t here.

“Hey babe.” He answered cheerfully, “Whats up?”

“Whats Up? Are you serious right now?”

“Hold on a second love, it's loud here.”

“Where are you?” I scolded.

“I went to grab a drink with some of the guys from the studio.”

“You have got to be fucking with me right now. How could you forget?!” I whisper yelled.

“Forget what?”

“You were supposed to meet my friends tonight, I guess I should tell them to go home, maybe throw the duck I’ve been roasting away.”

“I’m so sorry Y/n. I completely forgot.”

“Yeah I gathered that.”

“I’ll be home in15.” Liam said.

“Just get home as soon as possible, okay?” I hung up the phone.

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After Liam finally arrived everything started to fall back into place, we all ate, laughed, even played a game of charades. And now the night was coming to an end.

“Thank you for dinner. It was nice to meet you Liam.” Y/f/n said hugging us both good bye.

I shut the door behind her, locking it. I leaned against the wall looking at my boyfriend.

“You’re damn lucky this all worked about.” I said tilting my head toward Liam.

“I know, and I’m sorry.” He took a set forward. “Think they like me?”

“They do. We were texting the whole time.” I said smiling at him.

“I love you Y/n, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

“I love you too. How about you make up being late.”

Liam wrapped his arms around my waist. “I like the sound of that.”

I smirked. “Good, The kitchen is a mess and I would love a bath.” I kissed Liam on the cheek wiggling out of his grasp. “Thanks babe.”

You loved having the day off but something you loved even more than that was you and Liam both having the day off. It didn’t happen very frequently. He was always in the studio, doing a photo shoot, stuck at an interview or performing somewhere and you were always working your boring 9 to 5 job. He had told you many times to just quit and spend time with him because he knew how much you dreaded it but you didn’t want to be dependent on someone. So when your alarm didn’t go off this morning and neither did his you were both elated.

“Okay. We’re having a movie day. No leaving the house or exercising or cooking. It’s gonna be me and you on that couch for the entire day.” He announced happily.

How could you say no to such a declaration? You couldn’t nor would you ever want to. Your rare do nothing days with Liam were always your favorite.

The two of you got snuggled in on your big comfortable sofa, blankets wrapped around the both of you like a cocoon. There were crumbs from your snacks riddling the coffee table and the floor, most of them from the popcorn fight Liam had started a couple horrible Netflix movies ago.

You perked up as the doorbell rang and your boyfriend got up to retrieve the pizza that he had ordered an hour ago. He came back a few minutes later, 3 boxes in his hand.

“Look what I’ve got!” He waved the boxes around and wiggled his eyebrows. He set the boxes on the table in front of you. “This is a no plate affair right?”

You nodded enthusiastically. “Plates are for suckers.” He laughed before sitting back down next to you and lifting up the lid to reveal the delicious food. “Have I ever told you how much I love you, Li?”

He laughed again. “Yeah yeah. Just eat your pizza, y/n.”

You ate your pizza as you turned on the next movie. It was some sort of comedy about something but you didn’t really know what was happening because all you wanted to do was look at your laughing boyfriend. You loved to admire his contagious smile and the way his eyes crinkled when he was laughing whole heartedly. You loved him with your entire being and these moments meant the world to you.

“I’m glad we got to do this today. I think we both needed it.”

He nodded. “We definitely did. It’s been a stressful month, yeah?”

You put your hands on each side of his face, pulling him forward a bit so you could kiss him. “Having you in my life makes every stressful day I’ve ever had seem not that stressful.”

“Come here.” He laid back, patting his chest.

You smiled, cuddling into his warm torso and letting out a sigh of comfort. “You’re never allowed to leave again. It’s you, me and this couch for the rest of our lives.”

He chuckled. “You know that I would love that. Don’t tease me with such enticing thoughts.” He put his arms around you, dragging his fingertips up and down your back.

“I’m gonna fall asleep if you keep doing that.”

You had absolutely had enough of today. You had your fair share of dealing with insufferable people and you just wanted to be at home with your boyfriend. You grabbed your keys and unlocked the front door to your home before throwing your coat and your bag on the ground next to the plants near your door. It had been a long day of meetings and spilling tea on your pants and breaking a heal and you just needed some time to relax before you had a mental breakdown. You weren’t sure if Liam was home or not because you hadn’t been able to talk to him all day considering how hectic it was, so you walked up the stairs to your shared bedroom. You let out a sad sigh when you realized he wasn’t there. The house was quiet.

Tears began to well in your eyes and you knew that soon you’d be a sobbing mess. You threw yourself onto the bed, grabbing the pillow and putting your face into it. Tears started to dampen the fabric and you started to cry harder. You just wanted today to be over.

You felt a hand on your back. “Babe?” You didn’t look at him but the sound of his voice was comforting all by itself. “Hey it’s okay. I’m here, Love.”

He began to rub circles into your back, just taking the time to comfort you while you cried. You turned over to look at him, makeup streaming down your face. It figured that you wore mascara that wasn’t waterproof on this particular day.

He brought his hand up to your cheek, wiping your tears away. “How about we get you out of these uncomfortable clothes, yeah?”

You nodded. He helped you rid of your work clothes and put on some sweats and one of his hoodies. Having the smell of his clothes close to you made you feel safe.

“Stay here. I’ll be right back.” He gave you a gentle smile. You sat on the bed and watched as he disappeared from your view. He came back holding a washcloth and some makeup remover. “You’ll feel so much better once we get this off of you.” You closed your eyes, letting him take off the days makeup. “There we go. All better.”

“Thank you.” You practically whispered.

“You don’t have to thank me. I love taking care of you, darling.”

He got up from the bed, placing the dirty cloth and bottle of micellar water on his nightstand. “Come here.” He laid down on the bed and patted the spot next to him. I slid over closer to him and hummed happily as his arms wrapped around me and pulled me tight. He rested his head on top of mine, playing with my hair with one hand and holding me around my waist with the other.

You couldn’t imagine not having him in your life. He always made you feel better when you were down and he always seemed to know the right words to say. Whenever he was feeling down you could always put a smile on his face as well. You two had been through your fair share of arguments and neither of you was perfect but at the end of the day you always felt that you were perfect for each other.

“You know I love you more than anything in this world, y/n?”

You giggled quietly. His compliments always gave you butterflies even on your worst days. “How did I manage to get a perfect guy like you?”

He shrugged. “Luck.”

You laughed together, still taking in the warmth of each other’s bodies.

“I love you too by the way.” You smiled, nuzzling into his bicep a little more.

“I know. Please don’t ever stop.”

You turned around to face him, placing a gentle kiss upon his soft lips. “I wouldn’t even dream of it. You’re stuck with me forever, Payne.”

He kissed your forehead and smiled. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”