You're shy but he still notices you

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You're shy but he still notices you

Liam: You don't know how your friends managed it, but somehow they'd managed to blag your way into the VIP section of the club after realising One Direction were in there. You wander along at the back of your group as they immediately make a beeline for the boys, trying to one up eachother to get their attention. You couldn't help but roll your eyes. As you do so you catch sight of Liam Payne, whose looking right at you and smiles, before tapping the space on the seat beside him. Nervously, you take the seat and you blush furiously when he nudges your side playfully. "I'm sorry about them," you nod towards your friends, a tad embarrassed. He brushes it off easily, "Don't worry about them, it's not a big deal," he looks at you again seriously, "You ok?". You nod, smiling slightly, "Yeah, this just isn't really my scene - i'm here for their sakes,". Liam laughs at your side, "Yeah, I know that feeling well. Can I get you a drink?".

Zayn: When you'd won tickets for a small private gig and Q&A, you'd been ecstatic, but now you were here you felt out of place among the few other loud and screaming girls. You took a back seat during the whole thin, content to let the others take over, you simply appreciating that you had the chance to hear your favourite band in such an intimate session. You were probably just imagining it - over active imagination that you had - but you were sure Zayn kept catching your eye. You roll your eyes at yourself for even thinking such a thing - way to get a big head. As the boys finish their last song, it was time for them to walk around the room and mingle with everyone. You'd intended to skip this part to avoid any awkwardness, and you got up to leave, but someone catching your wrist stopped you. "Hey, going so soon?" you jump as you hear Zayn's voice close behind you, and you turn to face him. "I, was... Well there's loads of girls here, and I just thought i'd give them the chance to speak to you guys so, you know," you answer awkwardly, trying to justify your decision to leave. "I'd quite like to talk to you," he smiles, and then he quickly adds, "If you like,". It hasn't escaped your notice, as you nod, that he's still holding your wrist gently.

Harry: You were freaking out - you were in the same room as Harry Styles! You were silently thanking your friend for insisting you come along to this party, not that you'd ever say anything to him, but you wouldn't miss out on the opportunity to just see him in the flesh. You glance over again, and you look away quickly when you notice that he's looking over in your direction. Your eyes narrow slightly for a moment as you look at your friend - he was obviously checking her out, she was so pretty and always had all the luck. You tap her arm, leaning in to whisper inconspicuously, "Don't freak, but Harry Styles is staring at you,". She gazes casually in the direction that you indicate before turning back to you with a laugh, "It's you he's looking at love, get in there,". You scoff, "Don't be stupid,". You stare after her for a moment, still in your place as you watch her wander off laughing still, jumping when you feel someone tap you on the shoulder. "Hey," a gravelly voice greets your ears, and you turn to find Harry Styles himself, and you eyes widen, "I'm Harry... Could I get you a drink?".

Niall: You chuckle slightly as you watch your best friend fret over her hair not being 'perfect'. She was dragging you along with her to a family party, because her cousin knew One Direction, and apparently the boys were going to be there. It'd taken a lot of convincing on her part, but eventually you agreed to go with her, for moral support. "Sadie," you hiss, staring after her pointedly, "You promised you wouldn't leave me on my own!". She rolls her eyes as she wanders off, following Zayn, "You'll be fine,". You stand awkwardly for a moment, sipping your drink, muttering under your breath, "I hate that girl sometimes,". "Now now, I think hates a bit of a strong word," you jump at the sound of an irish voice next you, and you turn to find Niall Horan grinning at you widely, "What did she do to deserve that?". You feel a blush spreading across your face as you answer quietly, "She left me on my tod, even though she promised she wouldn't,". He grins even wider, if that was even possible, offering you his arm, "Well i'm more than happy to keep you company if you like? I'm Niall,".

Louis: You found yourself being literally dragged along by your friends, a hand tight around your wrist. They'd apparently caught sight of One Direction heading into this particular club and they were determined they were going to meet them and make them fall in love with them. You loved your friends, but you couldn't help but chuckle at their naivety. By some miracle they did in fact get to the point where they were talking to the boys (well screaming), and you just stood a little to the side, trying to just blend into the background. You watch as Louis looks up, and catches sight of you, a warm smile spreading across his face as he rolls his eyes at your friends. You can't stop the small chuckle that escapes. "And whats your name love?" Louis asks, looking directly at you, but your friends blurt out their own names in answer. He shakes his head, taking a step towards you, "No, I was talking to this lovely lady here...". You feel yourself blush as his hand rests gently on your arm, "(Y/N),". "Well (YN)," he grins, "Can I get you a drink?".

QOTD: Favorite beverage?

A: Ginger Ale

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