He catches you doing something

Harry: Harry tip-toed into your apartment, walking exaggeratedly careful so he could surprise you. But he didn't need to be quiet, as there was no way you could hear him over the ruckus coming from the kitchen. He peeked his head in the kitchen doorway and smirked as his eyes drank in the sight of you cleaning a table, bent over it as you tried to reach the other side. His favorite part of this is that you only wore your class sweatshirt that reached mid thigh, so he could just look at you and your seemingly endless legs forever, especially when you bent over and the sweatshirt rode up to reveal your panties. You, unaware of the perv watching you, started to dance and sing to the music out your headphones. "BABY BABY BABY OHHH" you sang as you swayed your hips. This was your favorite way to do chores, particularly when Harry wasn't home. You were into the second verse when you couldn't ignore the laughing coming from the hallway... Fuck. "HAROLD STYLES, YOU PERV."

Liam: Liam smiled to himself as he unlocked your front door. He purposely came home a day early from tour just to surprise you, and hoped to see your surprised face as soon as he walked through the door. Sadly, he only saw darkness, and it was 10:00 at night, so he assumed you went to sleep early. He sneaked up the stairs and into your bedroom, lightly shutting the door behind him. He wanted to laugh at the sight in front of him: you curled up on the bed, wearing his green jacket, cuddling the stuffed puppy that you had said reminded you of him. He got on the bed, noting the picture of you and him on your first date on the night stand, and put the blanket over you. He tugged at the stuffed animal, but you, in your dreamland, refused to relinquish your precious Liam replacement. Liam glared at it, mumbling "Hey. That's my spot." at it, before laying down next to you and wrapping an arm around your waist.

Louis: "Soooooo.... Y/N.... How are things with Looooouiiiiis?" your best friend teased you, making you choke on your hot chocolate. "Y/F/N!" you sputtered, as you blushed and coughed. She laughed at you, saying "What? It's a reasonable question! Where is he anyway?" "He's at the studio, recording a new song. He's coming home in about an hour," you answered looking at the clock. "Anxious to see him again?" she teased, and you could only blush. "Answer the question, Y/N." You clasped your hot chocolate and bit your lip, thinking. "He's.... Well, he's kind of perfect, honestly. He's attentive, apologetic when he's not home, and when he is, he treats me like Queen of the Nile. There are no rumors about him, and he really doesn't give me a reason to not trust him completely. He is totally the perfect boyfriend, and I'm so afraid I don't deserve hi— ow!" You rubbed the hand that your friend had smacked and turned to see what pulled your hair. "I don't like it when you say that, love..." Louis pouted. "Well you weren't supposed to hear that." "That's even worse, Y/N." he tugged you out of your chair. "Mind if I kidnap her, Y/F/N?" "No, please do. Make her see sense, please," your friend said as she got up to leave. Louis grinned in response and dragged you away, making sure that by the end of the night, you saw how special you really were.

Niall: "DAMMIT MR. DARCY, STOP BEING SUCH A DOUCHECANOE. ITS NOT THAT HARD TO BE NICE TO HER. Jaisus, guys are stupid," you yelled at the TV. You sat at home on a lazy day while Niall went out with his family, so you took this as an opportunity to be as relaxed as possible, MEANING your favorite sweats, no make up, messy hair, a pint of strawberry cheesecake ice cream, and the romantic exploits of Elizabeth Bennett and Mr. Darcy. "Days don't get much better this," you thought as you sucked on a delicious cheesecake chunk and watched Mr. Darcy be all secretly flirty and crap. You turned looking for the remote to turn it louder and saw Niall standing next to the couch, a hand covering his mouth. You stood up and spazzed out, still holding the half empty pint of ice cream. "T-this uh um THIS ISNT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE," you yelled, placing the ice cream on the table and messing with your hair. "Oh god, I'm so sorry, Ni-" you tried to say, but Niall interrupted you by wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing you. "Y/N, I don't think I've ever seen you look so natural and adorable, and I love it, like I love you." He sat down, pulling you down onto his lap. "And I'd like nothing more than to share some ice cream with you and watch you be adorable, okay, princess?"

Zayn: "Hmmm.... I wonder if I can get Zayn to buy me an Audi too?" you wondered as you laid on the couch, reading Fifty Shades of Gray. Zayn went to go play soccer with some of the guys so he would be gone for the next couple of hours, meaning you could take the time to indulge in your guilty pleasure: dirty romance novels. Although you loved to read everything, your novels you hid from Zayn, all of them hoarded into a small separate bookshelf hidden in your closet. You were just getting into Ana's clandestine dream involving brown plaited leather when the book was snatched out your hand. "Is there a secret fetish you been hidin from me, babe?" Zayn said as he flipped though the book, grinning. You stuttered as you got up from the couch, trying to grab the book. Sadly, Zayn held it up over your heads, and you were way shorter than him, so getting the book was out of the question. Your boyfriend  pecked you on the lips, smirking down at you. "Instead of Fifty Shades of Gray and fucked up, how about you pay attention to your own fifty shades of sexy right here?" Zayn mumbled as he kissed you, throwing the book over his should.

QOTD: Most listened to song at the moment?

A: Easier- 5SOS