Coming Home

Liam: You sigh deeply as you shut the front door behind you and slip off your shoes. Your whole body feels weighted down with the pressures of the day and all you want to do is cuddle up under the warm sheets with Liam and go to bed. You can hear that the television is on, some sports announcer’s gruff voice quickly shouting out a play by play. Your feet drag across the floor towards the sound in the living room, dropping your purse and coat on the floor on the way there. Liam doesn’t look away from the screen as you enter the room, but his arm moves to rest on the back of the sofa, inviting you to snuggle up to him. Without hesitating you plop into his lap, throwing your arms around his shoulders and slotting your face into his neck. Chuckling he adjusts his body to accommodate your weight better and wraps an arm around your waist. “Long day?” he mumbles into your hair. You nod slightly against his neck- you can already feel yourself dozing off. “Lets get to bed then, alright?” his deep voice vibrates throughout his chest, lulling you closer to sleep. Liam turns off the television and then hooks his arm under your legs, hefting you up as he gets up from the couch. His grip tightens around you and you sigh, glad to finally relax into his arms.

Harry: The bus finally arrives at your stop and you hurriedly start off in the direction of your home. Harry had just gotten home last night after of a week of promoting the band’s new single; the minute he had walked through the door you could tell he was exhausted and could hardly stand. You barely had said hello to each other before you ushered him off to bed, telling him you could have a proper welcome home celebration when he wasn’t about to fall over. You had left Harry asleep in bed that morning not wanting to wake him as you got ready to go run errands, which prevented you from having a lie in with him that you had desperately wanted. The journey home felt painfully longer since you were aching to be back with him. As soon as you opened the door you were hit with a wonderful smell coming from the kitchen. As you turned the corner you saw Harry in just his boxers stirring something on the stove. Feeling your presence he looked up, his bright eyes finding you and the corners of his mouth turned up into a smile. He turned down the stove and then rushed over to you, picking you up and spinning you around, his lips slotting against yours.  You smiled into the kiss as he slowly lowered you to the ground. Now that was a proper welcome back, you thought. “Y/N…” he murmured as he pulled away. “Welcome home.” you whispered, pulling him back in for another kiss.

Louis: You anxiously stared out the window into the open sky. Soon Louis would land and you would get to see him for the first time in months. When he was in America you tried to talk almost everyday over the phone or on Skype, but it never could compare to actually being in his arms. You shifted slightly in the uncomfortable airport seat as you looked around. Businessmen hurrying to their connecting flights, families towing around their luggage and their children, and even people asleep in chairs waiting for their 6 am flights. You didn’t mind the early hours yourself, especially since it seemed no fans were waiting for them, meaning you could have him all to yourself. A monotone voice over the intercom announced an incoming flight from America and your eyes immediately looked to the runway. The plane slowly came to stop and workers connected the jet bridge to the terminal. You stood up as people slowly started coming off the plane, your eyes scanning for Louis. Harry came off first, then Niall, and then you saw the messy bedhead that could belong to no one but your man. You made your way over to the pajama clad boy and as his eyes met yours his lips parted into that brilliant smile you loved so much. As soon as your arms were around him you felt your whole body relax. “I missed you so much Y/N…” he mumbled into your neck. You pulled away slightly and placed a kiss on his cheek. “I missed you more,” you smiled cheekily. He looked at you adoringly and shook his head, “Not possible.”

Niall: You opened the front door of your home and simultaneously unbuttoned your coat as you kicked off your shoes. Nothing felt better than the cozy atmosphere of your warm home compared to the windy and frigid outside. “Niall, I’m home!” you called out. “In the bedroom!” you heard his faint reply. You sauntered down the hallway and leaned against the doorframe of your bedroom. Niall was propped up against the headboard with one ear bud in and his laptop resting on his lap. “You want anything babe?” you questioned. He glanced up from his laptop, “No, I’m good. Just finishing up some work. C’mere,” he patted the bed beside him. You strolled over to the bed and plopped down next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder. He quickly finished typing up an email and then closed his laptop and reached over to put in on the bedside table. “So how did your day go?” he asked as he threw an arm around your shoulder. “Boring as ever,” you groaned. He leaned down and kissed your forehead, “I’m sorry babe.” There was a moment of silence that compelled you to look up at him. You leaned away from him as you saw the mischievous look in his eye. “Niall…” you warned. Niall quickly grabbed the pillow behind him and swung it around to hit you. The forced of it knocked you back and you gasped in surprise. He threw his head back with a burst of laughter at the look of shock on your face. You swiftly grabbed the other pillow and wacked him the chest, making him fall backwards onto the bed.  You jumped on top of him, straddling his waist and continuously hitting him. Both of you were roaring with laughter as you continued your attack on each other.

Zayn: You looked up from you laptop as you heard the front door close. Zayn shuffled into the room, exhaustion clearly evident in his posture. You smiled a little to yourself, knowing how Zayn would sometimes work relentlessly without any breaks, causing him to become greatly fatigued by the end of the day. He made his way over to the couch, falling backwards onto the cushions and sighing deeply. You leaned over him and pushed his hair back softly from his face. His eyes closed and his lips lightly parted as he leaned into your touch. “You want me to go make you some tea?” you questioned softly. He nodded his head slightly and you pushed yourself up off the couch and headed towards the kitchen. The silence in the house was calming among the sounds of you preparing tea.  Nights like these you found to be quite peaceful, knowing that they were just shared between you and Zayn, without any outside pressures to be a certain way. You made your way back to the living room, teacup in hand, and saw that Zayn was still in the same position you had left him, but the heavier rise and fall of his chest told you he was asleep. You placed the tea gently on the coffee table and grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch. Gingerly you laid it on top of Zayn and nudged him down so that he was lying on the couch. You turned to walk to your bedroom, but felt a hand grasp yours. “Stay.” Zayn whispered, looking at you with half lidded eyes. He tugged on your hand until you lied down beside him on the couch. You threw a leg over his hip and snuggled farther into him, smelling the familiar scent of cigarettes and body soap. “Love you,” you mumbled into his chest. “Love you too, Y/N.” he muttered as he placed a kiss upon your temple.

all of you 1 direction people losing ur shit bc they didn’t make a “gender neutral” album juust SSHHHHHHHH. one direction can choose what they want to do with their music. they dont need to fit every request of yours. chill

But Zayn’s face when Liam was talking about his pants being stolen

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Look at him

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Talking about Liam’s pubes showing

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After they show the pubes picture

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Zayn

- what are you doing here

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Wh-

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Okay Zayn

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Liam talking about the girl wearing his pants -

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Bit jealous?

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But then Liam makes a joke about the pants and -

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here we have Zayn in goo form

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Science is amazing

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