fortfarande 'din killes' perspektiv:

 - Well, for now she seems to get better, but she has to be here for another week or two, because we don't really know if she's still gonna get better. Jag blev överlycklig när jag hörde vad läkaren berättat. Min älskling levde, mer behövde jag inte. Hoppas bara det sista hon sa skulle bli positivt.

- Can we visit her? frågade jag, för jag ville verkligen träffa (ditt namn) nu.

- Not yet, she's still very weak, but maybe at the afternoon. sa hon, och jag blev lite besviken, men såg fram emot att träffa henne i eftermiddag.

Vi tackade läkaren och hon gick iväg.

- I'm glad she's okay! sa (en av dom andra killarna) och alla nickade instämmande.

- I think we should eat, do anyone wan't something? frågade Paul, och alla rabblade upp vad vi ville ha, vi var ju trotsallt otroligt hungriga efter att inte ha ätit på flera timmar.

Det var äntligen eftermiddag, och jag kunde inte vänta på att äntligen få träffa (ditt namn)

Jag väntade utanför hennes rum, och var rätt så nervös. Jag vet inte riktigt varför, det var inte likt mig.

- You can go in now, she's still asleep, but she can hear you. Sa läkaren, och jag vaknade upp från mina tankar.

- Oh, thanks. sa jag och öppnade försiktigt dörren. När jag kom in såg jag henne ligga i sängen med bandage runt hela midjan, och en massa riv & blåmärken på kroppen. Hur kunde den jävlen göra såhär mot min ängel? Jag vet inte vem det var, men såfort (ditt namn) hade kraften att berätta det, skulle jag hitta honom och på något sätt få in honom i fängelset. Jag satte mig brevid hennes säng och la min hand på hennes.

Ditt perspektiv ( tidigare):

Jag vaknade upp, men visste inte vart jag var. Jag kollade runt, och det var det vackraste stället jag varit på.

Det var som en äng, med blommor som doftade hur ljuvligt som helst, och det grönaste gräset jag sett.

Solen lyste ner på mig, och jag njöt av dessa sekunderna. Var var jag?

- fast give me the knife. Hörde jag någon säga.

- Her heart is going slower. Fast we need to stop the bleeding! hörde jag en kvinnlig röst säga, med panik.

Vart kom rösterna ifrån? och vad pratade dom om? Helst plötlsigt försvann hela ängen, och jag var i ett rum.

Det var i ett rum med folk som sprang runt i blåa dräkter, med munskydd och massvis med stress och panik.

Jag förstod att jag var i en operation sal, men hur i hela friden skull kom jag hit?

- what is going on? frågade jag, men ingen verkade höra mig.

- Her heart stopped! skrek en av sköterskorna, och dom tog fram dom 2 elektroinska shockerna som jag alltid brukade se i filmer. Vems hjärta stannade?

- hello?! can someone please tell me what's going on? skrek jag, men ingen svarade, ingen reagerade ens.

Jag gick fram till operations bordet, och kollade på tjejen som blev opererad. Jag kännde igen henne.. vänta.. va? Det var jag som låg på bordet?! Alla läkarna sprang runt med panik, men endå lugna. En sköterska kom emot mig, och ... och hon försvann? hon var precis framför mig?

Jag kollade bak, och där stod hon. Hade hon gått igenom mig? Hur kunde allt detta ens hända?

Sedan började jag komma ihåg Biologi lektionen vi hade om liv och död. Om att vissa själar stannade kvar på jorden efter döden, kunde det ha hänt mig? Var jag en ande?

- 1, 2, 3! skrek läkaren och dom gav en shock till kroppen som låg på operations bordet.

- One more time! och sedan gav dom en shock till.

Sedan började jag komma ihåg vad som hade hänt.

Jag hade blivit anfallen av Danny, och sedan kom Danielle och Eleanor och räddade mig. Dom skrek även något om att jag hade blivit skjuten? var det detta som hade hänt mig? Jag blev skjuten, och nu var jag en ande som kunde se min egna kropp, och alla som försökte rädda mig, medans jag redan var död.

* pip, pip, pip* maskinen började göra normala ljud, och läkarna verkade vara lättade.

- Her heart is beating againg! sa läkaren. Och allt försvann.

Allt var svart, och jag kunde inte röra på mig. Jag kunde inte öppna upp ögonen heller, vad hände igentligen?

Jag hade aldrig varit lika förvirrad i hela mitt liv.

Jag kände smärtan i hela min kropp, speciellt i ryggen. Men det var nog inte så konstigt, för Danny rev upp hela ryggen, och om jag inte minns fel så blev jag ju skjuten där också.

Jag kände någon ta tag i min hand, och hörde en röst.

- I love you, I know that maybe you don't even hear me know, but I wan't you to know that I'm here. I don't know what I would do without you, so please stay strong and don't leave me. You are the strongest person I know, and I now that you can do this! I love you (ditt namn)

Jag öppnade försiktigt mina ögon, och såg (killen du valt) sitta på en stol brevid mig. Han grät, och jag log försiktigt med mina läppar. Jag hade den perfekta pojkvännen, han brydde sig om mig, minst lika mycket som jag brydde mig om honom.

- (hans namn) I love you too, fick jag fram även fast jag fick kämpa lite.

Han ryckte på sig, och kollade chockat på mig.

- omg babe, you are awake? This is amazing, I have been so worried! They said that you wouldn't make it, but I knew you would, and I had right. I'm so happy that you are here! sa han och kysste mig lätt på munnen.

- What happened? And where am I ? frågade jag och han berättade vad som hade hännt. Jag kom på att han inte ens visste vem som gjort detta mot mig.

- It was Danny, my ex.. that hit me. Sa jag, och han blev direkt på dåligt humör.

- I'm gonna deal with him later, let's focus on you now. Sa han, med en liten irritation i sin röst.

- I need to tell you something. började jag, och sedan berättade jag om hela min dröm som jag haft. Om hur jag först var på en äng, och sedan i operations salen, där jag kunde se mig själv dö. Var allt detta sant, eller bara en dröm?

- wait?.. so you died? frågade han, och han var lika förvirrad som jag var nu.

- I am sorry to interupt, but the visit time is over. avbröt sköterskan oss. Och (din kille som du valt) gav mig en kyss, och gick ut.

Hans perspektiv:

Jag kysste henne och gick ut till resten.

-How is she? frågade dom mig.

- She woke up, and told me the whole story, it was her ex Danny that hit her. 

Berättade jag, och alla häpnade till.

- What?! why would he do something like that? that bastard!

Fick (en av dom andra killarna) ur sig.

- But did he shot her too? frågade Paul.

- Yes, it has to be him. It was the same guy that shot her, as the one that hit her. I saw him, just before he runned away. Förklarade Eleanor.

- She also told me about this dream, that she could see her self die, and then she woke up again.

Berättade jag.

- I'm shore it's not anything to worry about, she's good now, right? sa (en av dom andra killarna) och jag nickade, även fast jag var orolig över det.

Det var strax efter midnatt, och alla låg och sov. Jag vaknade upp av en massa pipljud som hördes, och läkare som sprang förbi oss. Jag kollade efter dom, och jag såg att dom sprang in i (ditt namn)'s rum.

Strax efter mig, vaknade resten också. Jag ställde mig upp och gick mot hennes rum, men Paul stoppade mig.

- I'll go and find out what's going on, you'll sit here and wait! sa han och gick iväg med bestämma steg.

Alla satt nervösa och knäpp tysta, och väntade på att något skulle hända.

Det hade gått ca 4 timmar, men det kändes som en mycket längre tid.

Tillslut orkade jag inte mer och gick mot (ditt namn)'s rum. Påvägen mötte jag Paul, han hade tårar i ögonen och la sin hand på min axel.

- What's wrong? frågade jag, och började skaka.

- (killen du valt) come with me, I need to tell you guys something. Jag nickade med en otrolig oro, och vi gick till resten.

- Sit down, sa Paul försiktigt och jag satte mig mellan killarna.

- How is she? frågade Danielle med hopp och hon försökte låta lugn.

- Well, you know she got shot in her back. It was right beside her lugn, and the doctors missed a bit of the bullet (=kulan) from the gun. It moved slovely, and punked her lung.

That made a iner-bleed, and there was noway to save her. She's gone.

Mitt hjärta stannade, och hela min värld rasade på några sekunder, var detta verkligen sant? Hur kunde detta hända mig?

- WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S GONE?! skrek jag, och tårarna rann ner för mina kinder. Ingen sa något till mig, eftersom jag antog att alla kännde sig lika förstörda som jag.

- (hans namn), this happens in life, people come and go, we only have to learn how to move on.

Jag kunde inte tro detta. Det var som att himmlen tagit tillbaka min ängel. Men jag behövde henne, jag behövde henne brevid mig när jag vaknade upp på morgonen. Jag behövde hennes kramar och kyssar. Hennes skratt varje gång vi var med varandra, hennes perfketa leende, jag behövde hela henne. Men hon var verkligen borta nu..

Danielle's perspektiv ( lite tidigare ):

Eleanor hade kommit hem till mig, och vi väntade bara på att (ditt namn) skulle komma.

Gud vad kul detta skulle bli! Vi satt i vardagsrummet, och kollade påF.R.I.E.N.D.S. 

Den serien kunde aldrig bli gammal!

- I can't wait to hang out with her! sa Eleanor ivrigt. Jag skrattade till.

- Not me either, she sems really nice, and (killen du valt att vara tillsammans med) is happy with her!

Plötsligt hörde vi någon ropa på hjälp.

- Did you hear that? frågade Eleanor, och jag nickade med rädsla mot henne.

- I think someone was shouting after help? sa hon, och vi gick ut ur lägenheten och ner till framsidan. Sedan hörde vi ropet på hjälp igeg, vi kollade mot varandra och gick sedan gick vi efter ljudet.

- I think the noice is from there! sa jag och pekade bakom ett hus. Eleanor nickade mot mig, och vi sprang till baksidan av huset.

När vi kom fram såg vi att (ditt namn) stod där. Brevid henne var det en man, och han höll tag om henne. Hon blödde på ryggen, och hennes klänning var förstörd.

- Leave her alone! skrek jag och mannen sprang iväg med snabba steg.

(ditt namn) vände sitt ansikte mot oss, och man kunde se hur rädd hon var. Hon var helt illröd på ena kinden, och hade näsblod.

Elenors perspektiv:

När mannen hade sprungit iväg, kom (ditt namn) emot oss.

Jag kollade bakom henne, och såg honom stå där, han hade en pistol i handen, och han avlöste skottet.

Mitt hjärta stannade i några sekunder, men sedan började mina ben springa mot (ditt namn) som fallit ihop på marken, och mina tankar var igång igen.

Danielle böjde sig ner mot henne, och försökte hålla henne vaken medans jag ringde akuten.

- yeah hello? is this 911? i need help fast! my friend just got shot in he back! sa jag, och sedan berättade jag vart vi var och dom skickade ambulanser till oss.

Plötlsigt hörde jag hur Danielle började prata med (ditt namn) som började somna in.

- No! (ditt namn) listen to me, you are strong, just hold on! Don't let go! sa jag och tog tag i (ditt namn)'s hand. Jag kände hur tårarna rann som floder ner för mina kinder. Jag hade aldrig varit lika rädd i hela mitt liv.

Jag hörde syrerna och tackade gud för att ambulanserna äntligen kommit.

Dom bar in (ditt namn) i ambulansen, och både jag och Danielle fick hänga med.

Vi ringde killarna och berättade vad som hade hänt. Men dom fick själva berätta för (killen du har valt att vara tillsammans med) vad som hade hänt, eftersom det klarade inte jag och danielle av att berätta.

Killen du valt att vara tillsammans med:

Jag och killarna fick en paus från studion, och vi gick ut på bakgården för att spela fotboll.

- Here! to me! to me! ropade jag, och resten skrattade åt hur fåniga rörelser jag gjorde.

Pltösligt ringde mobilen, och dom svarade.

Jag kollade frågandes mot dom, och sedan hörde jag vad dom pratade om.

- What? she got shot!? I need to call Paul, and then we will be there!

Vem hade blivit skjuten? Dom gick fram till mig, alla med tårar i ögonen och jag fick smått panik inom mig.

- What is wrong? frågade jag

- (ditt namn) got shot, they are on the way to the hospitall right now. But we have called Paul and he's gonna pick us up.

Jag kände tårarna bakom mina ögon, och tillslut kunde jag inte hålla dom inne.

'' The only girl I ever loved this much, maybe won't make it? what if I lose her? How am I gonna live without her? That's impossible! wait, I can't think like that! she's gonna make it! I know she is! '' alla tankar flög runt mitt huvud, och jag kunde inte koncentrera mig.

Vi väntade på Paul, och tillslut körde han äntligen fram med sin bil mot oss, vi satte oss på våran platser och körde iväg i full fart.

Vi kom fram till sjukhuset, och vi gick fram till receptionen.

Paul pratade med damen i receptionen, och hon förklarade vägen till rummet.

Vi tog hissen till våning 5, jag skakade och mådde illa. Jag visste inte riktigt hur jag skulle hantera detta. Jag visste iallafall att jag inte skulle ge upp, hon skulle stanna här med mig. Vi kommer klara det, och om några år ska vi gifta oss, och skaffa en familj. Jag kunde se hela min framtid med henne, men ingetutan henne.

Vi gick i hallen och stannade i väntrummet när vi fick syn på Eleanor och Danielle.

- hey, sa dom och alla kramade om varandra.

- What happened? how is she? frågade jag, och man kunde nog höra hur orolig jag var.

Dom turades om med att berättade hela historien om vad som hade hänt, och i stort sett satt alla och grät.

- Where is she now? and how is she gonna make it? frågade jag, och båda kollade ner.

- She's getting operated now, and they don't now how she's gonna make it. Sa Eleanor tyst, och mitt hjärta stannade.

- what? what do you mean they don't know how she's gonna make it?! when do we get to know?

- easy, she's gonna make it, she's strong! sa killarna till mig, men jag skakade bara på huvudet.

- I need to get some air. sa jag och sedan gick jag ut på balkongen för att ta luft.

När jag gick in igen hörde jag hur dom pratade om (ditt namn) men dom såg inte att jag kommit in.

- The doctors said there's a very small chance for her to survive. She got shot right in the back beside her lung. Berättade tjejerna för resten, och jag ställde mig närmare dom.

Alla kollade mot mig, och jag satte mig ner.

- Why didn't you tell me the truth? frågade jag.

- (hans namn) they just didn't want you to get hurted. they ment the best for you. Sa Paul och jag skakade på huvudet.

- No, then you would have told me. But it dosn't matter, because she's gonna make it.

Sa jag och gick iväg.

* 4 timmar senare*

Fortfarande din killes perspektiv:

Det var nästan morgon, och ingen av oss hade fått någon sömn.

Jag hörde ett par klackar gå mot marken, jag lyfte mitt huvudet från händerna, och kollade upp mot läkaren som ställde sig nära oss alla som satt i en cirkel i väntrummet.

- Hello, I'm Caroline, (ditt namn)'s doctor. sa hon och jag vaknade till.

- How is she? var det ända jag sa, för jag brydde mig inte om något annat än hur (ditt namn) mådde.

- well..

Han drog sakta av överdelen av din klänning och du kämpade emot. Du tog med all kraft du hade, men du var inte tillräckligt stark.

- Stop fighting, it won't get bether! skrek han till dig, men du fortsatte ändå kämpa emot.

*slap* hördes det, och du kännde den otroliga smärtan svida i din kind. Han hade gett dig en örfil. Du fick näsblod, och du kännde hur tårarna började komma.

- leave her alone! hörde du hur någon skrek, och han släppte snabbt taget om dig. Han vände sin riktning och sprang iväg. Innan någon ens fick syn på honom. 

Du kollade bort, och såg att där stod Danielle och Eleanor, med en chock i blicken. Du började springa mot dom, du vet inte varför du sprang, men du vet att du fortfarande var rädd, och skakade som du aldrig gjort innan. Du hörde ett högt ljud, och föll ihop.

Du såg hur Danielle och Eleanor sprang fram till dig. Du fattade inte vad som hade hännt, men allt blev suddigare och suddigare. Du kollade mot dom, och du såg att dom grät. Varför grät dom?

Eleanor tog upp sin mobil och knappade upp ett ovanligt kort nummer.

- Yeah hello? Is this 911? I need help fast! My friend just got shot in her back!

'' Vänta va? Vem hade blivit skjuten? Menade hon mig? '' tänkte du och du kollade mot Danielle som låg lutad över dig. Du vände huvudet och kollade på marken. Det hade runnit blod från din rygg, och det var inte förräns då du insåg att du faktist blivit skjuten. Du kännde en enorm smärta komma helt plötsligt, och du slöt sakta ögonen.

- (ditt namn) Can you here me?! Hold on, please don't close your eyes!

Var det sista du hörde från Danielle innan allt blev svart.

- I'm going out with Danielle and Eleanor tonight! sa du till honom. Han låg i sängen med mobilen i handen, och såfort du nämt att du skulle ut med tjejerna riktades han uppmärksamhet mot dig.

- Oh! that's great babe! sa han, och kollade sedan ner mot sin mobil igen.

Du gick mot garderoben, och letade efter något fint att ha på dig. Du hade träffat tjejerna många gånger men ni hade aldrig varit tillsammans alla 3 utan killarna, därför var du lite nervös över vad dom skulle tycka om dig. Dom hade ju trotsallt varit själva med varandra flera gånger.

Du stod och letade efter kläder, och halva garderoben var tom, eftersom du slängt ut resten på golvet.

Tillslut blev det en klänning med öppen rygg, som räckte precis under rumpan, och dina favorit klackar!

Liam:

- Babe let's go out for some ice-cream! You looked up from your phone nervously, you were on your twitter & getting a lot of hate for being with Liam because you were 15 and he was nearly 19.

- Nah, I don't feel so well, you go. You smiled and he frowned.

- Why not? You love ice-cream.

- I don't know Liam. Your eyes were filled with tears, you didn't know what else to say.

- Aw what's wrong love? He curled up beside you and you rested your head on his chest.

- I just don't want people to hate me. You sobbed,

- Why would anyone hate you? You're lovely.

- Because I'm so much younger than you. Immediately Liam understood he backed away with a frown.

- You know what, people just need to mind their own business! He stroked your hair and got up. Minutes late you checked your twitter to see Liam had tweeted

'(@ditt twitter namn) is the bst ting thats evr happned to me plz dont hate her for no reson'

You laughed at his spelling and went to go give him a hug.

Zayn:

You & Zayn were at home being lazy & had ordered take-out to your home. Suddenly there was a knock at the door,

- I'll get it! You smiled and jumped out of his lap to answer the door.

- Hello sir. You smiled letting your arms out.

- Uhm, could you please call your dad sweety? You scoffed,

- My dad isn't here?

- Well how about your mother? You groaned,

- Oh mother! Zayn came running and laughed,

- Uhm sir, that's my girlfriend... Zayn said and the delivery man automatically started to blush.

- Oh my god m'am, I am so sorry. You rolled your eyes and went back inside.

- She's a little young for you, isn't she? He questioned Zayn,

- That's none of your business. He handed the man his money & brought inside the food, you smiled of the thought Zayn had defended you.

Louis:

- Louis let's go to the park? You & Louis were having the most boring day ever until you finally suggested to go to the park.

- Better yet, let's go to the amusement park! He said, you 2 immediately got ready and changed and drove over to the closest amusement park. You were in line for tickets,

- Oh my god this is going to be so much fun! You squealed and gave him a hug. Finally it was your turn to purchase tickets.

- Okay so 1 adult & 1 child? The ticket man smiled at me patting my head.

- Uhm sir, she's 14, not that young. Louis said, and you nodded in agreement,

- You have to be at least 16 for the adult ticket. He smiled again.

- Well then we'll go somewhere else. Louis stormed off grabbing your wrist.

- Aw, Louis you didn't have to do that. You said giving him a tiny hug,

- Yes I did, I don't want to go anywhere where my girlfriend is being offended.

You two smiled and just went to the park.

Harry:

- (ditt namn) where are you hiding! Your boyfriend cheekily asked, you two were playing hide-and-go-seek just for a laugh at your house. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, it was Niall, - Dude what're you doing? You wanted to surprise them so you hid in the kitchen to say 'boo' when they came out,

- Playing hide-and-go-seek with [ditt namn]? Harry laughed nervously,

- I swear you act like her father rather than her boyfriend. Niall chuckled,

- Niall, don't say that, you know that's not true, I love her. Harry said in a more serious tone.

- I know, I'm just saying, don't play childish games with her, she's 14, she'll start asking you to play with her barbies. This made you tear up you didn't think it was such a problem that you were 4 years younger than him.

- Niall I think you should go.

- What?

- Can you leave before I say something I regret? Niall sighed and left. As soon as you heard the door close you ran up to Harry and he locked you in his arms.

- I'm sorry I act so kidish, I'll try being more mature! You sobbed,

- No, I like you just the way you are, please don't ever change. He said stroking your hair which made you smile.

- Now you're it! He laughed and went to go hide.

Niall:

You were furious when you walked in the house, you went to buy take-out Nando's for Niall when the restaurant manager called you a 'kid'. Furiously you threw the bag of food on the counter and slumped in your seat. Niall came out of the shower to see your face really upset & a crushed bag of Nando's on the counter.

- Woah, what happened here? He asked surprised,

- Nothing. You muttered and played with your phone.

- Okay don't lie, what happened? He sat next to you and put his arm around your waist.

- I .. it's nothing. You got up and he pulled you back down.

- Please be honest. He said, you sighed,

- The stupid manager called me a kid, he asked if I was buying food for my dad... and I got kind of upset to think people thought I was so young...

- Babe you're 14, that's not that young!

- Yeah but you're out of high school & I just started it, it's weird. He bit his lip and shook his head,

- Who cares? He laughed,

- Some married couples are like 10 years apart. You chuckled and looked at him,

- I'm going to get wrinkles before you. He whispered and that made you sigh again.

- See! I am so much younger than you, ugh!

- No, 4 years is nothing, who gives a damn about what people think, I love you, doesn't that matter? You gave him a hug and smiled into his chest,

- I love you too.

Harry: 

It was a beautiful day in London, so you and Harry decided to take a nice walk in the park. You have been dating Harry for a while now, and your feelings for him have gotten so much stronger. You really want to make your relationship with Harry official, but you were nervous that he wouldn’t want to do the same. You and Harry were hand in hand walking through the park happy as could be. You were telling a story about your cat doing something adorable when you saw Harry looking at some other girl. You took a good look at her and she was beautiful. You could never compare to that. You stopped talking and let go of his hand. He stopped and looked at you.

- What wrong? He asked concerned.

- You’re looking at that beautiful girl over there.. You said upset.

- It’s okay go and talk to her. You said shrugging. He began to laugh out loud.

- I don’t want to go and talk to her. I want to talk to you. He said and gave you a kiss on the cheek.

- Whenever I see a girl that’s beautiful I always get nervous that you’re going to stop talking to me and date her instead. You said with your arms crossed. Harry let out a nervous laugh and grabbed your hand.

- I don’t want any other girl. I want you (ditt namn). He let out a sigh. You blushed and looked down at the ground. He lifted your chin and smiled.

- (ditt namn) will you be my girlfriend? I want to call you mine. He said nervously. You smiled wide and crashed your lips onto his.

- I hope that means yes. You nodded and kissed happy to finally call Harry your boyfriend. 

Liam:

You have been inseparable from Liam ever since you started dating him. He took you out constantly and always told you how beautiful you were. He was going to Liverpool for the weekend and he invited you to go see him in concert. You were so excited because you have always wanted to see him in concert. It was finally Saturday and you flew down to go see the concert. You were so excited when Paul came up to you to give you your ticket. You had front row seats and you were so excited. You got to the arena ready to see Liam and the boys. When you finally got to your seat all of the fans around you freaked out. They knew who you were and they all loved you. The concert started and Liam looked adorable. It was the first song and he saw you right away. He waved at you and smiled. Throughout the concert you danced and sang along to the songs that you knew. It was finally time for the twitter questions and the first one popped up Liam,

'' are you and (ditt namn) finally together?''

 Niall began to laugh at the tweet.

- This was my favorite one. He said as you looked up at Liam. He was bright red and looked at you.

- Let’s bring her up on stage. Louis said and all of a sudden security guards were lifting you onstage. You walked over to Liam and he looked so embarrassed. The entire crowd was cheering for you two and you began to laugh.

- Well Liam what do you have to say? Louis said.

- Well I think (ditt namn) is beautiful, and I have given this a lot of thought. (ditt namn) will you please be the one that I can call my girlfriend? Liam asked sweat dripping down his face. You laughed and looked into his beautiful brown eyes. You heard the crowd go silent waiting for your answer. One girl in the audience yelled.

“- Just say yes already!”

 You laughed.

- Yes! I would love to be your girlfriend. Only under one condition. You have to be my boyfriend? You said giggling.

- I think I can do that! He said and he pulled you into a kiss. The entire stadium was cheering and clapping for you two. You just laughed and spent the entire night watching your boyfriend Liam sing to you.

Niall:

 Tonight Niall was coming over to your house for a special date. You and Niall have been dating for a while now, but he didn’t want anything serious while he was away on tour. He was finally back and you wanted things to become more serious. You called him yesterday to tell him you were going to cook something special for him and of course he said yes. Dinner was finally ready and you quickly got dressed excited to see Niall. A few minutes later the doorbell rang and you were finally going to see Niall after months of him being on tour. You opened the door and he picked you up immediately and kissed you.

- (ditt namn) I’m so happy to see you! He said and spun you around. You giggled and he finally put you down.

- It smells so good in here. I’m starving. He said and looked deep into your eyes. You felt yourself blush and you smiled at Niall.

- I can’t hold this in any longer. (ditt namn) I really like you and I want to make this official. Will you please let me be the best boyfriend in the entire world? He asked.

- I would love it if you would be the best boyfriend. You said and giggled.

- Oh thank god. He said and kissed you.

- Now let’s eat! He yelled. You laughed. 

- You are already the best boyfriend. You said and he kissed you yet again. It was the start of a beautiful relationship. 

Louis:

You have been dating Louis for a few weeks now and you really liked him a lot. You knew that you wanted to be something more with Louis. He took you out shopping today for a new dress. He invited you to be his plus one at an awards show and you were thrilled. The more time you got to spend with Louis the better. Louis took you to a beautiful shop and got you a private appointment to find the perfect dress. It was perfect. You got into the dressing room and it was gorgeous. Louis sat down on a vintage couch and the woman brought in about twenty dresses for you to try on. You knew Louis would give you an honest opinion. You tried on the first dress and it was gorgeous. It fit you nicely and you wanted to show Louis. You walked out and towards the mirror and Louis looked at you.

- Wow. He said and you giggled.

- Well thanks, but I don’t know I don’t think its right. You said looking at it.

- You look beautiful. Louis said again.

- Let me try on a few more. You said and winked. You quickly got back into the dressing room and saw the dress that you knew would make him weak. You pulled on the beautiful lilac dress and looked at yourself. The woman helping you out was speechless. You smiled and stepped out of the dressing. Louis was on his phone and he looked up and dropped his phone. You walked over to the mirror smiling.

- That’s the reaction I was going for! You said and Louis shook his hair before getting up and walking over to you.

- I don’t know what to say. He said still stunned. You smiled.

- Thank goodness I’m going with a date, the boys would be all over me! You said and laughed. He let out a laugh and looked down for a minute.

- (ditt namn) you look so beautiful. Words just can’t describe how beautiful you look. I don’t want anyone else to date you. I never want to let you go. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I want to be your boyfriend and.. He said nervously. You’ve never seen Louis liked this, but you liked this side of him. You were shocked that he asked you to be his girlfriend and you smiled at him.

- Of course I’ll be your girlfriend. You said and stepped down. He grabbed your waist and held you close.

- We’ll be the best couple going to this award show! He said and kissed you on the lips. You let out a small giggle and wrapped your hand around his neck. He pulled away. All of the workers were clapping.

- Was this your plan all along? You said. Louis shrugged with guilt and you smiled.

- You are the best Lou! You said and kissed him again. It was the perfect day with your new boyfriend. 

Zayn:

You have been seeing Zayn for a while now, but he was on tour for most of the time. You guys started dating about a month before he had to leave for the tour and you have missed being with him. Today was the day he was finally coming home and you were excited to see him. You made plans to meet him at his flat later that night and you spent all day trying to find the cutest outfit. You really liked Zayn and you just wanted to call him your boyfriend. You wanted to get to know him more, so you didn’t want to rush anything. It was later that night and it was time to go see Zayn for the first time in months. You quickly drove to his flat and knocked on the door. He opened it up grabbed you by the waist. He kissed you passionately. You knew you wanted to be his girlfriend. He pulled away and held onto your waist.

- (ditt namn) you look so beautiful. More beautiful than I remember. Being away from you the past few months has been hard. I don’t want to leave you again like this. I was worried the entire time that you would find someone better than me. I don’t want to worry about that again. (ditt namn) can you please be girlfriend? He asked nervously. You nodded your head immediately. He let out a sigh of relief and kissed you again. It was the start of a beautiful relationship.

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ej skriven av mig

Avslutar Boys- dagarna med ett inlägg med alla killarna

Harry:

Det var äntligen dags för er att får reda på om erat barn var en pojke eller flicka. Du och Harry hade till och med redan bestämt namn! Du kollade på den lilla skärmen som visade erat barn.

Det var så otroligt vackert.

- Ok, do you wan't to know the gender, Mr and Mrs Styles? frågade eran läkare, och du vände blicken mot Harry för att se om han verkligen ville veta. och du kunde tydligt se att han ville samma sak som du.

- We wanna know it right now. Sa du och ni höll andan för svaret.

- It's a girl! 

- A girl? I'm gonna have a daughter! skrek Harry med glädje. Du fick ett par glädjetårar och Harry blev också tårögd. Han sprang ut och berättade nyheterna för resten av killarna som satt och väntade utanför.

Liam: 

Du och Liam brydde er faktist inte så mycket om det var en flicka eller pojke. Ni ville bara ha ett friskt barn. Fast i hemlighet ville du ha en pojke, som såg ut som Liam. Du kollade på bebisen genom skärmen och Liam var tårögd av glädje. Ni väntade förväntansfulla på svaret..

- Mr and Mrs Payne. I'm happy to tell you that you are going to have twins, a girl and a boy!

Sa Läkaren, och hon log stort när hon såg hur glada ni blev. Speciellt Liam,

- We're gonna have twins? That's amazing, I can't belive it! Liam var så glad,

han fortsatte prata på om vilken lycklig familj ni skulle bli hela dagen.

Louis:

Du hade alltid vetat att Louis velat ha en pojke först, vilket gjorde dig nervös inför ultraljudet. Tänk om sköterskan berättade att ni skulle få en flicka? skulle Louis bli besviken? Du låg ner, och ni väntade på svar..

- What's the gender? frågade Louis när sköterskan var klar.

- It's a boy. Svarade hon, och Louis fick världens största leende.

- It's Tommy, sweetheart. It's our little Tommy! sa han medans han störk din mage. Han fick glädjetårar vilket du också fick. Och du blev bara ännu mera gladare när du tänkte på att vilken härlig familj ni skulle bli, med eran son Tommy Tomlinson.

Niall:

Du var gravid och det var dags för ultraljudet. Du ville verkligen få reda på könet på erat barn, och det ville Niall också. Ni gick till sjukhuset, ni väntade på sköterskan i rummet som ni skulle vara i.

- Niall, what do you wanna have? A boy or a girl? frågade du nervöst.

- It doesn't matter, all that matter is to be with you and have a wanderful family. Du log mot Niall. Sköterskan kom in och förberedde allt.

- Are you ready to start? frågade hon dig, och du nickade.

- Yes, one hundred percent ready.

Senare den dagen gick du och Niall ut ur sjukhuset tillsammans, med e frisk liten pojke i magen.

Zayn:

- What if it’s something wrong with the child? Frågade Zayn oroligt.

- It won't. sa du,

- But what if something happen with it? sa han ännu mera oroligt. Och ännu en gång svarade du,

- It won't!

- How do you know? anything can happen! Zayn var så orolig, och nervös. Du hade aldrig sett honom såhär. Men du visste hur viktigt detta var för honom.

Ni skulle gå på ultraljudet tillsammans idag. Ni hade alltid velat ha barn tillsammans, och om några månader skulle eran dröm bli verklighet. Och att du skulle få dela din dröm med Zayn, gjordebara allt 1000 gånger bättre. Ni hade pratat mycket om ni ville ha en pojke eller flicka, men ingen av er kunde svara på det, ni var iallafall båda glada för att få reda på svaret.

När ni kom ut från sjukhuset, hade ni fått reda på att det var en pojke.

Ni spenderade resten av dagen tillsammans, och bestämmde småsaker som hur rummet skulle se ut, och vad han skulle heta. Du somnade i Zayns famn sent på kvällen, helt utmattad.

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ej skriven av mig:(

Du var verkligen inte typen som tränade, men Liam hade övertalat dig, så du följde med till gymmet, för hans skull.  

Liam och du var själva där, eftersom resten av killarna var ute och njöt av det fina vädret.  

-What should I do now then? Frågade du, och kollade runt bland alla maskiner det fanns att välja på. 

- Let's run? Sa han, och du nickade. Ni ställde er på löpningsbanden, och började springa. 

Efter cirka 20 minuter så var du utmattad. 

-How long are we gonna run? Frågade du Liam, som inte ens verkade vara trött. 

- Alredy tired? Frågade han, och skrattade. 

-Stop Laughing! I can't help my bad condition... Sa du och försökte kolla seriöst mot honom, 

-Okay, just 10 more minutes! Then we can start with.. ehm..  arms and legs? Sa han och kollade frågandes på dig. 

-Alright! But after this, we gonna eat! Sa du och han skratta återigen.  

Som sagt, du var mer typen som åt istället för att träna.  

Däremot hade du en normal kropp, alltså inte pinnsmal, men ändå kurvig!   

När ni sprungit klart, så började ni göra sittups & armhövningar.  

Du var helt slut, men ville inte klaga... För Liam kanske inte skulle vilja träna med dig igen, och du ville inte göra honom besviken.  

Ni städade runt lite i hans lägenhet, och du damsög. 

Helt plötlsigt kände du för att dansa, och det gjorde du. 

Du hoppade runt, och sjöng ''where them girls at'' av David Guetta, när du helt plöstligt hörde någon småskratta. 

Du vände dig och, och där stod Liam och kollade på dig med ett litet flin. 

-That was amazing sa han,  

-Yeah, right. How long have you been here? frågade du,  

-Long enough, to se your cute dance and singing! sa han och du rodnade. 

Du fortsatte damsuga, och hörde hur Liam började beatboxa. 

Du vände dig återigen om, och bara stod och lyssnade på hans beatboxning. Han var otroligt duktig! 

-what is it honney? sa han, och kollade kosntigt på dig. 

-You are amazing! can't you teach me to beatbox?? frågade du glatt, och han nickade. 

-Yeah, sure babe! Okay do this... och så visade han dig en liten bit av hur man beatboxade. 

Du försökte härma honom, men det lät helt fel. 

-It's impossible.. sa du och gjorde en ledsen min. 

-No, you just need some time to learn! sa han och försökte muntra upp dig. 

-I think I should continue to clean, that's easier.. sa du och tog tag i dammsugaren. 

-i'll help you, sa han och ni städade vidare tillsammans... 

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not made by meeee

Du har varit en otroligt bra vänn med killarna i ca 3 år, Liam har haft en liten ''förälskelse'' i dig, och du har haft en i honom. Men eftersom du bor i Sverige så träffas ni nästan aldrig...

När det äntligen är sommarlov, får du lov av dina föräldrar att spendera hela sommaren i London, med dina 5 bästavänner!
Så fort du får reda på det, smsar du Louis:

''Guess what? IT'S SUMMER! and I have a small surprise.. xx''

Ca 3 minuter senare får du svar,

''I KNOW! YEHH! whait, whuutt? a surprise?! TELL ME KNOW, OR I WILL SPAM YOUR PHONE... ''

Du skrattar för dig själv, och känner hur mycket du saknar killarna.

''I will be coming to London, and spend the whole summer there! happy??? xx''

När Louis får smset vänder han sig direkt till Liam och berättar för honom.

- (ditt namn) IS COMING HERE!!!!

Liam blir otroligt glad, och börjar hoppa runt som ett litet barn på julen.

Han vaknade upp på morgonen, och märkte att du inte låg vid sidan om honom i sängen 

(vilket du alltid brukar). Han tog på sig ett par mjukis byxor, och en alldeles för stor tröja, och gick sedan ner till vardagsrummet.

Där satt resten av killarna och åt frukost medans dom kollade på tv.

- Morning guys, where is (ditt namn)? frågade han killarna, och Harry svarade

-Good morning! ehm.. She went home...

-What? why? she didn't give me a goodbye kiss, and hug like she always does? 

Killarna kollade på varande och började skratta åt Louis min.

-Take it easy man, Whe were just kidding, she's in the kitchen making tee. sa Liam mellan sina skratt attacker.

Louis slog till Harry på armen, och gick sedan in till dig i köket...

Killarna var på möte, så du spenderade hela dagen hemma. Plötsligt lös din mobil upp, och du såg att du hade fått sms från Louis. 

''Hey babe, we're almost done, you can come now, xx'' 

Du svarade med ett snabbt ''On my way, xx'' 

Och körde iväg. 

När du var framme, märkte du att du var lite tidig, eftersom ingen hade kommit ut från rummet ännu. Du hörde rösterna inne, och kunde inte motså att tjuvlyssna lite.. 

Du lutade huvudet lätt mot dörren, och lyssnade på vad dom pratade om. 

''Detta är orättvist! Ni kan inte göra såhär mot mig?!'' hörde du Louis skrika upprört. 

''Som din manager, ger jag dig en order att göra slut med din flickvänn. Alla i bandet är singlar, och denna ''flickvänn'' grejen gör så du förlorar fans. Det är för din karriär! Du har tills slutet av denna dagen på dig.'' Hörde du deras manager svara. 

''Aldrig! Jag vägrar, det är mitt privatliv och jag älskar henne!'' 

Du puttade bort dig själv från dörren, och började gå mot utgången med tårar i ögonen. Du ville göra det lättare för Louis, och istället för att förstöra hans karriär, skulle du sluta prata med honom, och låta honom vara. 

-(ditt namn) vart är du påväg?! hörde du Louis ropa, och du stannade till. 

Han sprang fram till dig, vände på dig och fick en orolig min. Antagligen för att han sett hur mycket du gråtit. 

- Jag hörde allt dom sa där inne.. sa du, och grät ännu mer. 

-Då borde du förstå hur mycket jag älskar dig, jag kommer aldrig någonsin göra det dom sa. Du är mitt allt och jag kommer aldrig lämna dig! sa han och kramade om dig hårt. 

-Men din karri- Louis avbröt dig,
 

-Betyder inte lika mycket som du gör! 

Han tog din hand, och ni tog en promenad.

Du vaknade på morgonen och hade stor lust för att shoppa! Eftersom Louis i vanliga fall hatar shopping så hade ni aldrig gjort det tillsammans, därför hade du bestämt dig för att försöka övertala honom med på en shoppingrunda. 

''Godmorning Honney! I really feel like shopping today, Pleeeeaseee? I don't wanna go alone :( .. xx'' 

Du gick för att ta en snabb dusch, och 10 minuter senare kollade du mobilen, och såg att du hade fått svar. 

''WHAT?! ... well okay, just today! for you love :) Be ready at  1pm ! xx'' 

Du fick världens största leende och gick för att byta om.. 

*i köpcentret* 

- what do you think? frågade du honom och snurrade runt för att visa dom fina byxorna du hittat. 

- I don't think they gonna fit me.. sa han och du skrattade. 

- For me stupid! sa du. Och han visade tummen upp. 

- I'll buy it! sa han bestämt och du reagerade direkt. 

- No Louis! I have money, you gonna buy other stuff for your self! 

- No, I'm your boyfriend and I wan't to buy you beutiful things. sa han, tog snabbt byxorna och gick mot kassan. När han köpt dom gav du honom en kram och en kyss på munnen. 

-Thank you sooo much honney! sa du glatt, och han log mot dig. 

-Where is the toilet? sa han snabbt, och du pekade mot toaletterna. 

Medans du väntade på Louis såg du en Randig tröja i ett skyltfönster. 

Du gick in, letade efter hans storlek, och hittade den! 

''Perfect!'' tänkte du och log stort för dig själv. Du köpte tröjan och när du gick ut så såg du Louis stå oroligt och leta efter dig. 

-Boo bear! I'm here! sa du och skrattade åt hur söt han var. 

-Don't ever do that to me again! 

-Here, this is my gift! sa du och röckte fram påsen med tröjan i. 

Han kollade chockat på dig, tog upp tröjan och log världens största leende. 

- I LOVE IT! Thank you so mutch Love! sa han glatt, och gav dig en kram & en kyss. 

-Thank you for bringing me here! Not every guy would go and shopp with his girlfriend.. 

Han log och ni gick iväg till Milkshake city för att dricka...  

You’re hanging out with the boys and eating Chinese food. You and Niall already ate a ton of food and now are fighting over the last egg roll.
- (ditt namn) !  It’s mine! I’m STARVED. he whines.
- Well I’m a girl! you say, reaching for the egg roll, only to have Niall grab your wrist.

- You have to give it to me!

Liam rolls his eyes.

- Can’t you guys just split it? It’s only an egg roll! You both turn to him and stare like he’s absolutely insane. The other three boys crack up.
- What? you ask them. What’s so funny?
Harry finally stops laughing enough to blurt out,

- Niall finally found someone who loves food as much as him!
- It’s a perfect match! Louis laughs. You feel your face get hot and look over at Niall, who’s cheeks are red too. Embarrassed, he hands you he egg roll. You all stare at him- you’ve just witnessed the impossible.
- Woah, Niall, Zayn says.
- (ditt namn) Harry says seriously, he must really like you if he’s willing to give you food!

Niall throws a pillow at him, his face still very red.
- Just ask her out already, Niall! Liam says, nudging him. You turn to Niall, a smug look on your face.

- Niall? you say expectantly.
Niall looks at the guys, hitting Liam on the arm. Then he turns back to you.

- Well, (ditt namn) .. he says, and the other guys all lean forward.

- I’ve liked you for a while now, and I was wondering… would you go out with me?
You smile.

- Well of course, Niall, you say playfully. -

- How could I turn down a guy who gives me food? Niall smiles and hugs you. The guys whoop loudly and you all laugh. It was the perfect start to a great relationship!

Du springer i ösregnet, och försöker springa ifrån din kille. eller ja, ditt ex..

Du visste inte vem du skulle springa till, men vart som helst från Niall var bra. Och från bimbon som han varit otrogen mot dig med. Du tränger dig genom ett stängsel och din klänning fastnar. Du försöker få loss den så snabbt som möjligt, men det slutar med att du river isönder klänningen Du var påväg att försöka knyta fast en del av klänningen, men du hör plötsligt springande fotsteg mot dig, och du kollar bak. Du ser Niall springa i bara sina svarta boxer-kalsonger, och du fortsätter springa.

- (ditt namn) ! (ditt namn) WAIT PLEASE!! skriker han, men du ignorerar honom och fokucerar mer på att komma undan från honom. Du springer över gatan, och hör en bil köra. Du stannar upp, och ser en stor Range Rover köra mot dig. Du var fast i mitten av gatan, det var helt omöjligt för dig att flytta på dig, som att någon limmat fast dina fötter i marken. Du visste att du borde springa för livet, bort från gatan, men du var i en chock, och det var omöjligt. Din hjärna skrek

'' MOVE! MOVE YOUR IDIOT! ''

till dig, men din kropp svarade inte. Du stängde ögonen och väntade på smärtan. Helt plötsligt känner du hur du puttas bort några meter, och faller ner på marken med en hand skyddande bakom ditt huvud. Du hör bilens otroligt höga bromsljud.

''schreeeeech''

Du öppnar ögonen, och ser Niall ligga ovanför dig, han blundar också. En man klädd i kostym går ur bilen, oh kollar till er för att se om om ni mår bra. Han går tillbaka in i bilen, och du hör honom mummla.

- You horn dogs have to do it everywhere, even on the streets. 

Niall öppnar sina ögon och inser att ingen av er är skadade. Ni ställer er upp, i en tystnad, som du bryter.

- You saved my life.

- Well, not really, the car actuallt stopped.

- But still, if that car hadn't stopped, you would save my life. sa du och kollade in i hans ögon.

- it's not a big of a deal, sa han.

- I think almost saving someone's life, and risking your own, is a bit of a deal Niall.Ni står båda tysta en stund, tills du viskar,

- You really care about me, don't you?

- More than anything in the world, I would do anything for you.

- Then why did you cheat on me? frågade du, och du såg hur Niall skämdes.

- I- I... I don't know (ditt namn), but I know for sure that it will be the biggest mistake of my life, and always will be. Losing you is the death of me. Du stannade upp och ni fick ögonkontakt,

- Who said you actually lost me? Niall kollar förvånat på dig, och du går närmare honom. Han hade kanske varit otrogen mot dig, men du såg hur han ångrade sig. Han riskerade ju t.o.m sitt egna liv för dig. Och du skulle desutom bara skada dig själv, om du lämnade honom. För du kunde verkligen inte leva utan honom. Niall James Horan, var den andra delen av dig. Du tog tag i hans hand,

-Why don't we go inside and get that skank of my couch so we can create our own chaos? Niall nickade med världens största leende, och ni går båda hem, hand i hand.

Du satt helt ensam på resturangen. Han var 1 timme sen, men du väntade. Ni skulle fira erat 1:års jublieum idag. 

- I'm sorry ma'm but you have to leave, we have other customers to serve, and you have been here for over an hour without ordering. Sa servitören till dig, och du tog din handväska och ställde dig upp och gick iväg helt förbannad, medans du såg ett annat par sätta sig på eran plats.

'' Dammit Niall '' tänkte du när du gick hem själv i ösregnet, med dina 12cm höga klackar, och din nu helt förstörda klänning. Du skulle ge dig själv till Niall denna kvällen, och ''göra det'' för första gången, eftersom du trodde att han var den rätte, men nu mådde du bara illa av själva tanken. Varför kom han inte igentligen? Han kanske hadde gått till studion och kanske inte kunde ringa för att han glömmt mobilen hemma? Eller så har han en ännu bättre överaskning hemma för dig!

- YEAH! småskriker du och börjar småspringa mot eran lägenhet. Ni bodde inte tillsammans  helt, men du spenderade nästan varje natt där, så du hade alla dina kläder osv hemma hos honom, och även en extra hemnyckel. Din klack gick isönder, men du gav inte upp, så du tog av dig skorna, och sprang barfota hem till honom. Du var äntligen framme, förväntansfullt tog du upp nycklarna ur din handväska och låste upp dörren. När du öppnar dörren, får du dig en riktig överaskning, men inte den du velat. Dina ögon sved av vad du såg:

Niall och en bimbo tjej, låg och kysstes på eran soffa halvnakna. Dom hade fortfarande inte märkt något, och du smällde igen dörren för att dom skulle upptäcka dig. Båda ryckte till,

- (ditt namn) it's not what it looks like! sa Niall och ställde sig upp.

- Then what the hell is it?! Did she just happen to be a robber and you fell on top of her maybe?!

- (ditt namn) I can explain...

- Alright go  ahead, explain your way out of cheating ON YOU GIRLFRIEND ON YOUR 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY. skriker du på Niall, means dina tårar bara rinner, och förstör sminket som du fixat i över en timme för Nialls skull. Niall kommer fram till dig och försöker krama om dig, men du tar dig ur hans grepp.

- Don't you dare touching me! säger du och springer ut ur lägenheten.

Du vet inte vart du ska ta vägen, du vill bara bort härifrån.

 Du skulle äntligen åka till London idag!

Det hade varit en av dina drömmar sedan du var liten, och nu skulle det äntligen bli verklighet!

Du stod på flygplatsen Arlanda i Stockholm, och väntade på att ditt flyg skulle bli redo för avfärd. Medans du satt och väntade bland bänkarna, lyssnade du på musik och omedvetet började du nynna till musiken. Du lyssnade på ''Up all night'' av ditt favorit band One Direction.

Dom var i Sverige nu, vilket var komiskt, för nu när dom äntligen var här, så skulle du åka till London.. Du ryckte till, för någon satte sig brevid dig.

- You have a really great music taste! hörde du rösten säga. Du kollade upp mot killens ansikte, och du fick en liten chock. Det var självaste Harry Styles som satt brevid dig.

- Yeah, don't I? sa du lite ironiskt, och han skrattade till.

- I'm Harry by the way! and you are? frågade han dig

- I'm (ditt namn), and I kind off alredy know who you are.. sa du, för du visste mycket väl vem Harry var. Du visste allt om honom, och resten av killarna. Åh juste, vart var resten av killarna? Du kollade runt lite i flygplatsen, och såg att dom stod rätt så långt ifrån er, men du såg mycket väl att dom ibland vände sina blickar mot er och betraktade er.

- So where are you going (ditt namn)? frågade han dig, och du vaknade upp ur ditt dagdrömmande.

- Oh, ehm to London, and you? svarade du honom.

- London, we have been here and recording our second album for almost 2 weeks!berättade han för dig.

Du kollade nogrant på honom medans han pratade. Ni hade långa ögonkontaker, vilket Harry var bra på. Hans gröna ögon fick dig att smälta, och hans underbara röst.. han var bara helt perfekt!

'' The passagers to London, the airplane is ready, you can now check in!''

Hörde du rösten i högtalarna säga, och både du och Harry reste er snabbt upp.

- That's my plane, I sorry but I have to go! It was really nice meeting you! sa du hastigt medans du tog tag i alla dina grejer. Du gav honom en kram. Du fick en rysning genom hela kroppen, en konstig känsla som du aldrig fått innan.

- Okay, nice to meet you too! sa han och du småsprang snabbt iväg.

Du checkade in på flyget, och när du kom in i flygplanet stoppade flygvärdinnan dig,

- I'm sorry but we have a problem with your seat. We have to move you, if that is okay?

frågade hon dig och du nickade. Hon drog med dig åt andra hållet, till en dörr där det stod '1 klass'.

- wait! How much do I have to pay for first class? frågade du henne, eftersom att du inte hade råd med första-klass.

- Nothing, it's for free, as a forgive for removing you! sa hon och du log tacksamt mot henne.

Detta skulle bli spännande, eftersom du aldrig åkt förstaklass innan.

Flygvärdinnan visade dig till din plats, och hon hade berättat för dig innan att du skulle få sitta brevid en annan passagerare. Det var inget som störde dig, eftersom du ändå skulle få sitta brevid 2 i det vanliga flyget.

När du kom fram till din plats fick du en syn på din kamrat som du skulle på sitta med i 3h.

Det var Harry.

Han kollade upp...

Du och Harry hade varit tillsammans i 3-4 månader, och Harry var nu på intervju..

Intervjuaren: Harry, so everyone is dying to know how you & Annie met. Mind telling us the story?

Harry: Why not? Do you have time though? Like nothing to ask the other guys?

Interviewer: Nope. We wanna know the story!

Harry: Okay sure. Where to begin?

*Flashback*

Harry pratar: 

Well, we our families were pretty close. We hang out together with some friends and all. Even after X Factor, we surely kept in touch. One day, she came out to visit me during tour and Louis, Annie and I were hanging at a bar. Just drinking and catching up you know? We had our laughs and all that. Actually, Annie doesn’t drink more than 2 glasses of vodka, so she rarely gets drunk. Unlike me, I drink a lot. It was almost midnight when we headed home. I think. Actually I cant really remember since I got drunk that night.

Lou, could you take the story from here?

Louis pratar:

Sure mate! Well, Harry started dancing like crazy and yelling. Annie and I knew he was totally wasted! Annie, the sweetheart that she is, she said that we should probably head out since Harry is going crazy. So we left the bar and walked towards the hotel since it was just a few blocks away. Harry couldn’t walk straight so we had Harry put his arms over our shoulders. Harry, being the idiot he is, he started nagging or yelling things he never had the courage to say sober. He said,

“Annie! You pretty!” or “Annie, I love you!”

and other things. When we were right in front of the hotel, he tried to kiss Annie. Not just once, several times!

Annie was like,

“Harry, your drunk. Stop it.” and he was like.

“I love you, Annie! Can you be my girlfriend?”

“Harry, you dont know what your saying. We’ll talk about this is the morning okay?” she answered him.

Then I said, “Harry, say good night to Annie.”

Instead of saying good night, he grabs her hand and say,

''Could you tuck me in, An?” She had to or Harry while whine like a huge baby. So she did.

“Love, here’s some aspirin. Get some sleep and I’ll see you in the morning.” she said.  Harry said,

“Night night, An!” then I said, “Get some sleep curly headed freak!”

We left his room and said our goodbyes.

Harry pratar:

I can take it from here. I woke up with a massive headache and screamed my ass off. Luckily, Annie checked up on me before I woke up. 

So she was kind of awkward at first, and I realized that I probably slipped what I really felt about her. I guess, it was time for her to know anyways.

So I told her, “I meant what I said last night, you know. I love you since forever.” And then I just kissed her.

intervjuaren: ''awwwee''

(ej skriven av mig ) + tidinställt

Harry: 

Du kollade på programmet genom datan, medans din pojkvänn Harry och resten av killarna var på en intervju. Frågorna var väldigt intressanta, och nya, och killarna verkade ha kul. Men, allt blev mycket värre när intervjuaren råkade prata väldigt illa om dig. Du kunde inte tro vad du just hörde, och du var på väg att stänga av datan, irriterad, ända tills du såg att Harry ställde sig upp.

- That’s rude…so, um, basically…you just lost your job mate. I’ll make sure…you regret talking like that about my girl.

Sa han, och publiken klappade högt åt honom, medans han gick ut ur rummet.

Niall:

Niall och killarna gjorde en snabb intervju, för en av dom mest sedda programmen i hela världen.

Du satt i ditt vardagsrum och klappade glatt när programet började.

En lång kille, som visade sig vara intervjuaren verkade väldigt trevlig. Men det blev mer tvekande, när han började fråga killarna väldigt personliga frågor om deras liv osv. Du höll andan när han frågade din kille, Niall, en fråga om dig. det var en väldigt förnedrande fråga, och du kände dig förodmjukad.

- Don’t ever speak about my Princess that way. sa han och gick ut, med killarna efter sig, utan att bry sig om att han var på Live TV. 

Louis:

Du satt i publiken och kollade  stolt på din kille, Louis, och resten av killarna blev intervjuade. Alla var på toppenhumör, ändå tills intervjuaren började prata med Louis om hans privatliv. Hela publiken blev chockad när intervjuaren sa något väldigt olämpligt om dig. Killarna kollade på dig, medans du kollade ner på golvet, och skämdes otroligt mycket.

- You better apologize to my girlfriend, mate, or there’s going to be a big, big problem. Now. sa Louis, och han lät lugn, men du kunde ändå höra att han var väldigt irriterad.

Intervjuaren bad om ursäkt, och alla kameror riktades mot dig, men du kollade endast på Louis.

- I'm sorry babe, I love you. Sa han till dig och du kunde se i hans ögon, att t.o.m han var ledsen över det som hänt.

Liam:

Du låg i sängen och kollade på radio-programmet, genom datan. Eftersom din kille Liam skulle vara med på intervju då. Han hade varit på tour i ca 6 månader och du kunde inte vänta på att se och höra honom igen. Du kollade förväntansfullt på, och allt gick fint och bra. Ända tills intervjuaren började berätta om alla rykten som gick om dig, och Liam. Liam försökte ändra ämne, men intervjuaren fortsatte prata på, och tillslut berättade han något fruktansvärt förnedrande om dig.

Du var otroligt chockad, och Liam ville ge tillbaka till intervjuaren eftersom han var otroligt irriterad.

- I’m a nice guy, but if you mess with the girl I love, you’re bound to be insulted. Dick.

sa han, och du skrattade åt vad han precis gjort för dig.

Intervjuran hostade till, och gick vidare till reklam.

Senare på kvällen läste du en tweet som Liam skrivit.

'' The interviewer’s name was dick guys! I wasn’t cursing! ''

Du rodnade åt hur söt han var, och försökte förklara bort vad han sagt.

Zayn:

Du kollade på en intervju som killarna gjorde, på national TV.

Allt var bra, ända tills du hörde att intervjuaren kallade dig för några väldigt otrevliga och hemska saker.

Du höll andan, och undrade varför han kunde vara så himmla taskig utan någon anledning? Zayn ställde sig upp och gick fram, väldigt nära till intervjuaren.

- Excuse me? Did you just say what I think you said?

- Wow. I was just joking buddy! försökte intervjuaren försvara sig med, men Zayn var riktigt sur och fortsatte.

- Well, keep your damn mouth shut. 

Killarna försökte lugna ner honom, och tillslut satt han på sin plats igen.

- Calm down, Zayn. He’s not worth it and we’re on national TV.

Sa Liam, och intervjuaren försökte be om ursäkt.

( ej skriven av mig )

Det här är en schemainställd/tidinställt inlägg. Kommer inte att ha tid att uppt. bloggen så mycket Idag och imorgon efterson att jag är i Stockholm och ska på Chris Browns konsert men några tidsinställda inlägg kommer det att komma upp så håll ögonen öppna. 

Zayn:

Zayn was finally, FINALLY, doing a twitcam. He was just talking and joking with the fans, when suddenly his phone vibrated. He looked at it and frowned. He gasped quietly and shot up from his seat, clicking out of the twitcam without a word. Your parents had just texted him saying that your house had caught on fire and you had been seriously injured and sent to the hospital. People were very upset that Zayn had just left and began trending“WowthanksZayn” until they found out what happened, and immediately began tweeting him apologies and tweeting you to get well soon.

Harry:

Harry and the boys were all laughing and having a good time in an interview at SugarScape. All of the sudden Louis frowned and nudged Harry to look at Paul who was frantically trying to get his attention. Harry excused himself for a moment and immediately went over to him.

- Harry… It’s ( ditt namn ), she was attacked. They found her and shes in the hospital but… shes in pretty rough shape Harry you need to get over there. Paul said, his voice filled with anguish. Harry just looked at him his eyes automatically filled with tears, as he stood there in shock. He finally snapped out of it and took of running to his car.

Niall:

- Yeah, I know Niall. I just don’t feel well… I’m sure its no big deal. You said curling up in your chair with a blanket as you talked to your boyfriend on the phone. Niall sighed worriedly.

- Okay babe. Just promise me if you don’t feel better by tomorrow, that you’ll go to the doctor okay? You agreed and you both hung up the phone. The next morning you were feeling absolutely terrible. You could barely get out of bed, and went straight to the doctor as Niall had asked you to. When you got their the doctor gave you some very, very bad news. You tearfully got out your phone and called Niall.

- Hey baby. Is everything okay, how did the doctors visit go? Niall asked you warmly.

- Niall… I-I have cancer… They’re sending me to the hospital for immediate treatment. You barely managed to choke out through your tears. In a different country, Niall’s knees went weak and Harry barely caught him before he fell. Niall sagged in his arms as he asked that someone please get him to you as quickly as possible.

Then he was with you the whole time, and helping you throught everything, 2 months later you were querd from cancer.

Louis:

“SO GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT OF MY HEAD! AND FALL INTO MY ARMS IN-” Louis stopped singing as a Paul tapped him on the shoulder and asked him to come back stage. The crowd yelled in protest, but Paul continued to pull him, saying it was urgent. Louis looked at him, confused.

- Louis… Its (ditt namn), shes been in an accident. Shes unconscious at the moment and they can’t wake her up… Paul said grievously. Louis looked at him with horror. He was on the next plane to your hometown, and was worried sick at your bedside until you finally woke up.

Liam:

The boys were all chilling on the tour bus when all of the sudden Liam’s phone began ringing.

- Hello? He answered happily.

- Liam, this is (din mammas namn)… (ditt namn) slipped and fell, and she’s… she’s not remembering any of us… The phone slipped from Liam’s hand and cracked on the floor. He immediately went to the front of the bus.

- Let me out! I have to get to (ditt namn) ! LET ME OUT! Liam yelled frantically trying to push through the security guards.

- Liam, you have a concert in 10 minutes, your not going anywhere. (ditt namn) can wait. Some one from management said carelessly. Liam glared at him.

- I am getting off this bus, RIGHT. NOW. Liam said through clenched teeth. The man looked at him and chuckled.

- No, your not. You signed a contract. The boys all went behind Liam angrily.

- Let him off the bus. Now. Louis said dangerously. The man just rolled his eyes.

- Well, we tried to warn you. Harry said shrugging to the man.  Then the boys all began shoving security away to let Liam through. Liam finally broke free and was on the next train home to you. He didn’t care if he lost his job, he just wanted you.

Harry:

You’re still in your wedding dress when you hear a soft knock on the door, and figuring it was just one of the workers telling you to finally get the dress off and leave, you open the door in one quick motion.

- Look, I’m nearly- what are you doing here? You mutter when you see its Harry, guilty look on his face.

- I know you said you wanted me to leave and to not speak to you, but I… I just feel so bad for doing what I did. Please talk to me, (ditt namn), let me make it better. He consoles.

- You can’t make it better, Harry. Have you processed what you said to me? I’ve only just managed to let it sink in a minute ago. And.. and... and why are you staring at the dress?. You suddenly question when Harry’s eyes aren’t on your face, insted he just stares at your dress.

- I was kinda hoping you’d have taken your off dress by now. He murmurs, finally looking at you properly again.

- Why are you telling me all of this now? You whine, hands clenching the dressing room door.

- You had so many chances, Harry..

- Are you mad at me? Harry asks, looking defeated, his eyes are red and not lighting up like usual, and it hurts to know you’re the reason for him looking so glum.

- I’m not mad, Harry. I’m annoyed. And confused. I’m so fucking confused now because I have no idea what to do anymore! You run a hand through your hair and opened the door fully now so Harry can some in. He sits down on the bench, hands in his curls and low moan of frustration leaving him.

- I’m sorry I messed up, love. I should have just kept my mouth shut, I know. But it’s so hard seeing you do this, getting married to someone who isn’t me. I wasn’t lying when I said I couldn’t hide it anymore. I don’t want to, it hurts too much to keep it locked away. And now you’re gonna hate me and never speak to me again because I’ve ruined everything, haven’t I? I don’t blame you if you don’t even want me at the wedding anymore. He whispers, and you step over to your broken best friend who still has his head in his hands.

- Oh, Harry. You sigh, rubbing a comforting hand in his soft locks.

- I’m so sorry.

- Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything. He mutters.

- Just… don’t be upset, you’re killing me. I just wish you would have spoken up earlier. He scoffs,  - what would that have done, though? I’d still get my hopes up and you’d still say no, say you didn’t love me like I love you. He sniffles.

- Oh god, don’t cry! you gasp, trying to reach out to him, but there’s so much you can do in the dress you’re wearing, struggling to give him a proper hug.

- I’m sorry, I’m being an idiot. He croaks.

- ..I hope you’re happy with him, (ditt namn). And I hope he treats you good, like you deserve to be treated. You deserve the best, you know? So I hope he gives it to you, that and more, love. I wish it was me giving you all the happiness in the world, because I’d give you everything I had, but… just promise me you’re gonna be happy with him? He finishes and goes to stand up, but you push him down by shoulders, Harry giving you a questioning look.

- What are you doing?

- Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited for you to tell me all of this? I’ve had some stupid school girl crush on you since day one, and I hid it for so long because every girl you were ever with was like, model material and the opposite to me. You’re an idiot for hiding it… I’m an idiot for hiding it. I don’t wanna be alone for the rest of my life, and I figured you’d never fall for me so I’d just get the next best thing. You cry,

- but he doesn’t even compare to you, Harry. No matter how hard I try to convince myself that he’s better than you, it won’t work. And I was so scared you’d just push me away and tell me you didn’t want be with me. And then we wouldn’t even be friends. You end, bringing a hand to your face to wipe your tears with a heavy breathe. Harry stares at you with eyes wide and mouth open.

- (Ditt namn)… you’re being serious? He makes sure.

- Would I lie about this? You laugh, teary eyed.

- It’s been you since the beginning, Harry. You say.

- (ditt namn), love, if you let me, you know I won’t let you down. I’d make you so happy in every way possible, every little bit in me would be for you. You just gotta give me one chance to prove it to you, and I’ll do it. I swear! He pleads, and you nod softly, knowing he’s telling the truth.

- I’d kiss you, but… I can’t really move in this dress. You smile, and Harry grins widely, pulling you down into his lap to give you a deep kiss you’ve both waited so long for, not looking graceful at all when you both hit the ground with a laugh.

Niall:

You don’t see or talk to Niall for exactly a week, despite him phoning you up constantly. You ignored his calls for as long as you could, trying to get your head around the situation and making decisions you never thought you’d have to make. However you agree to meet at his house for lunch one day, you missed him and you know he must have missed you. When you get to his place and he opens the door, he gives what seems to be a sigh of relief when he sees your face. - (ditt namn). He starts, holding the door open for you,

- thanks so much for coming, babe. I’ve missed you so much. I’ve been calling you for a week now. Why haven’t you answered? I mean I know why. But still, I wish you could have said something. He blurts out quickly and you struggle to make sense of his words due to the speed and accent, so you offer him a friendly smile. 

- That’s a bit fast, isn’t it? You joke. Niall smiles at this and guides you to his lounge room where you both sit in the quiet for a few moments.

- Are you here to yell at me? He breaks the silence.

- What else do you have to say? You encourage, crossing your legs as Niall takes a deep breath, as if he was preparing himself for what he was about to tell you.

- I just wanna say that I’m sorry. I’m sorry for dropping a bomb like that on you. You don’t deserve to have ‘I love you’ screamed at you by an angry Irish boy. It should have been done properly. Like, at some cheesy candle lit dinner where I could whisper it in your ear or something. He grins, and you don’t even try to hide the blush that meets your cheeks when he says this.

- I’m sorry for not trying to compromise with you… about your wedding. I was mad and I took it out on the wrong person. I should have been yelling at myself for not telling you sooner. It’s my own fault for sticking it in the vault, thinking that one day I could just let it out like that. He clicks his fingers,

- and you’d come flocking to me. Just because I love with everything I have in me doesn’t mean you love me back. But I was wrong and now I deserve whatever you’re gonna throw at me. He completes his speech, lying back to rest on the couch with a sigh. -

- … I forgive you, Niall. Why do you sound so devastated? You were angry and we all slip and say silly things when we’re mad. you console, but Niall just shrugs at this.

- Do you notice anything different about me? You ask, a lively smile appearing on your face.

- And no, it’s not a haircut! you add.

- uhm.. new lipgloss? he tries to guess. You roll your eyes with a grin, holding up your left hand and wriggling your fingers about. Niall quickly sits up when he sees that you no longer have your engagement ring on.

- What happened? Did you lose it? He yells at you, and you can’t help but scoff at him.

- No, Niall. I took it off and gave it back to him. We were rushing into it, weren’t we? And we’re both so young and barely legal adults, I don’t know what I was thinking, to be honest. It took a while for him to get it, but he did eventually. I guess I got caught up in the moment of getting married. You know, buying the dress, sorting out the decorations, all the fun stuff. I wasn’t thinking about the serious things. I wasn’t thinking about how hard it was gonna be saying ‘I do’ to a boy that wasn’t you. You mumble, staring into his bright eyes.

- I guess it took you giving me a good yell to make me see that all I’ve ever wanted was you. That I was in love with you too but too scared to act on it.Niall’s breathing becomes a little heavier when he hears your words and he sits there, not saying a word, just staring at you.

- Niall? Are you alright? You’re not gonna explode, are you? You laugh.

- I just… I’m in shock. Everything I ever wanted is here, right here on my couch, and it happened in a minute. he thoughtfully smiles.

- You know I’m gonna hold you to that candle lit dinner, Horan? You poke him in the chest, and finally a wide ear to ear smile is on his face, and he’s pulling you down into the couch to finally meet your lips.

Zayn:

You wake up late in the afternoon to a God awful headache and a turning stomach, and you know if you don’t get up now, then you never will despite how bad you want something to take the pain away. You grab something from your medicine cabinet to get rid of the pain and then go downstairs to take it with some water when you see Zayn sitting at your kitchen counter. He must have heard your footsteps because he turns around as soon as you enter room, and he gives you a warm smile,

- Morning, (ditt namn)... Well, afternoon, technically… but whatever. How are you feeling? He asks as you grab a bottle of water from the fridge.

- You’re the king of hangovers, Zayn. You know what I’m feeling right now. Why are you still here? Have you been here all night? You ask after taking a gulp.

- I um, got in a few hours ago. Hope you don’t mind. But I still have your spare key, so, yeah. he says.

- Are you’re here to, you know, make sure I didn’t remember anything you said to me last night? You wonder, sitting on a stool so you’re opposite Zayn who was on the other side of the counter. His face drops immediately and he suddenly becomes interested in the floor, no longer meeting your eyes.

- Please don’t be mad at me, (ditt namn), he says softly, a strong layer of guilt coating his words.

- I told the boys so many times I wouldn’t ever tell you. They’re the only ones that know. But somehow they all got it into my head that if I didn’t tell you before your wedding, then that’d be it completely. I couldn’t risk that. You might not feel the same way, but at least I can go to sleep at night knowing that you’re aware of how I feel about you now. I needed to tell you that I was in love with some time. I guess I thought you were so gone last night that you wouldn’t remember. Fighting it has been exhausting anyway, I don’t wanna push it away any longer. I want you to know, babe. I want you know that I love you more than anyone could. His eyes are finally looking at yours when he’s finished speaking.

- Zayn, you sigh, picking at an apple on the counter, trying to distract yourself,

- you make it so easy, don’t you? I mean I could fall into your arms right now, forget about the wedding, and we could just be a happy couple. We’re supposed to be best friends yet we hid secrets from each other for so long. Why didn’t we just tell each other and avoid this mess? You whisper and Zayn brings a hand to your own, holding it tight.

- Don’t lie about this, (ditt namn), he tries to assure himself and you give him a sad smile, tears starting to form as you realise what you’re about to do.

- I’ve never lied to you, Zayn. I’m not gonna start now. Remember last night when you said I never talked about marriage until he came along… Well, it had me thinking all night. I was drunk and everything, but you sort of sobered me up when you left. I don’t know what I’m feeling for you, Zayn. I mean I know what I’m feeling… but it scares me because you’re Zayn, my best friend, I’m supposed to love you not be in love with you. You admit with a small shake of your head. Zayn’s eyes immediately go big when he realises what you just told him.

- Wait, are you saying that you really do feel the same way back? He questions, shock in his voice.

- I love you, Zayn. And last night when you said I never talked about marriage was because I never talked about marriage with you. Because when I do talk about getting married it was about getting married to my best friend. And that’s not exactly something you casually bring up in a conversation. you laugh slightly, shaking your head.

- Which is why I can’t get married to him. I can’t because I’d only end up breaking his heart. I know how you feel, fighting it was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Trying to actually accept your best friend not wanting you was just as bad. you say, sliding your engagement ring off and leaving it on the counter, reaching over to grab both of Zayn’s hands.

- But we can fight through the scary stuff together, (ditt namn). Because we both know what we’re going through, we both feel it, don’t we? Zayn murmurs, now standing by you on the stool, hovering above you as he speaks.

- As long as you promise you’ll always be there, Zayn. I love you and I don’t wanna do this alone. you respond, but Zayn doesn’t say anything back, he just pulls you up to him in one quick motion to kiss you for the first time.

Liam:

- Did you know he was gonna do this? Your fiancé asks as soon as you find a spare room.

- What? No. Of course not. How stupid are you? You scoff and you hear Liam mutter some sort insult from behind, making you turn to face him.

- What the hell was that, Liam? You had to say that in front of everyone? My family is out there, God. you groan, but your heart breaks when you see the look on Liam’s face.

- I know, (ditt namn). It’s not like me to do something like that, but doesn’t that just prove how much you mean to me? I’d never do that for anyone else other than you. Who was supposed to be your husband at this moment lets of a loud, sarcastic laugh,

- do you honestly believe this wanker? You’re not falling for this, are you? (ditt namn), you’re smarter than that, don’t let some moron ruin your wedding now!he screams, moving forward to Liam where he grabs at his shirt.

- Stop it! you step between then,

- don’t act like a five year old. Hitting each other will just make the situation worse. You reason, and you see Liam calm down a bit, his fists still clenched together slightly while he shakes his head,

- (ditt namn) can think for yourself. Don’t put things into her head. I know it’s a long shot asking you considering, you know, best friends hardly ever end up together, right? He asks in a whisper now.

- But… there’s gotta be a part of you, somewhere in you, that must have wondered what it would be like if we ended up together. Like a proper couple. Haven’t you ever heard what people say about us? How we’re perfect for each other and all that? I’ve always known we’d be perfect for each other, though. I didn’t need other people to remind me, it only made me more upset, knowing that I wasn’t the only one who could see it. His eyes never leave your own while he tells you this, and you can see the honesty and sadness pour out of him.

- I know you didn’t know you were doing it, but you pretty much broke my heart the day you told me you were getting married. And I thought I could avoid this day for some reason, like the calendar would just skip it or something, but today and I woke up and I knew… (ditt namn), I just knew I couldn’t keep hiding how much I love you anymore. He sighs, and you hear a distinct - what a bullshit artist. from behind you which you choose to ignore.

- Liam… Liam, shit, this was the worst day ever to tell me this. you press your hand to your forehead in frustration, turning around slightly to see your fiancé on his way out.

- Where you going? You ask in a hurry, and he shakes his head furiously at you both.

- I knew from day one that his kid was come along and ruin it all. And you’re letting him. You’re letting someone barge in and take you away from me just like that. He shrugs,

- I’ve seen the way he looks at you. And I’ve seen the way you look at him too. You think I don’t notice the way your face lights up whenever you answer the phone and its him on the other end? I’m not blind. I should have been even more suspicious when you forced me to make him one of my groomsmen. I saw it coming from a mile away but I still let it happen. He mutters.

- I hope you’re happy with him, because once I leave I’m not coming back. This is gonna be it, (ditt namn). You’ve made your bed and everything. I don’t wanna see you ever again. You can do the honours of telling everyone what happened. He ends with one last sad look, making a small sob escape your lips. Liam immediately reaches out and pulls you into a hug, one hand rubbing your back up and down.

- I’m so sorry, love, oh my good. Liam whispers.

- What did I just do? You say into his chest.

- I… I dunno. But I think he just implied that you might feel the same way. A hopeful tone in his voice when he says this.

- Ugh, you know I do, Liam. You know I love you and need you, and just tried to replace you because falling in love with your best friend is scary as hell. What if I lost you in the long run? I always had a feeling you felt the same way… but I kept telling myself it was too good to be true. And now I’m a horrible person because look at what I just did to him? You whimper, shaking your head at your actions.

- You’re not a horrible person, babe. Don’t say that. He knew, though, (ditt namn). Didn’t you hear him, love? He knew how you felt and he must have known it would have ended badly. We’re both idiots for letting it go on this long, aren’t we? He says, thumb brushing your lips softly.

- I can’t go out there yet. I just… I wanna be with you for a while. You’re making me feel good despite everything that just happened. You smile, wiping a few tears away.

- Come here, babe. he whispers, pulling you in close like before, only this time feeling much more at home against his chest.

Louis:

When Zayn answers Louis’ door the next morning, you’re not completely surprised.

- Morning (ditt namn)! Zayn greets, not opening the door all the way.

- What’s up? He asks you,

- Um, it’s pretty obvious isn’t it? You give him a fake smile, but Zayn bites his lip, licking conflicted.

- Just… go easy on him, (ditt namn). Try not to break his heart. He says. Zayn’s words play over in your head as you walk to Louis’ room with small steps, and you’re scared of what you’re going to see on the other side of the door when you knock on it softly. You don’t want to see a teary eyed Louis lying in bed.

- Zayn, I told, I don’t want anything to eat. you hear Louis grumble and you open the door to see him covered in blankets, only a small bit of hair showing.

- Zayn. he groans,

- could you just piss off for a little while? You don’t say anything,he still thinks that you are Zayn and you just sit by him on his bed, hands pulling down the blanket to see a discouraged looking Louis, and he sits quickly, eyes wide.

- Did Zayn let you in? He asks in a hurry, making an effort to fix his hair with a few pats.

- You look fine, Louis, stop it. You pull his hands down.

- We need to talk about last night. You start, but Louis pulls away from you.

- I don’t wanna hear it, (ditt namn). Please. Like, I really don’t think I can handle whatever it is you’re gonnna say to me. Coming back here alone and realising what I said was hard enough. And then Zayn came up here to see if I was okay and I had completely forgotten about it, but then the second he brought it up... He takes a deep breathe,

- I just remembered everything I said to you. And now I can’t help but think that you’re gonna hate me for telling you now of all times, what kind of a person does that? I’m a fucking idiot, aren’t I? He shakes his head, sitting at the edge of the bed. You scoot over so you’re behind him now and rest a gentle hand on his shoulder, prompting him to turn around.

- You’re not an idiot, Lou. You had the balls to tell me, didn’t you? Some people would probably take it to their graves. You whisper, giving his shoulder a soft massage, trying to comfort him.

- Wait… you don’t sound mad. Aren’t you here to yell at me? He asks you, still not turning around, and his voice is still low and not all like how he would normally sound.

- No, you begin, pausing as you were still trying to figure out what to tell him.

- I’m here to… tell you that I’m so, so confused about everything in my life right now. I wasn’t worried about a single thing until last night. Everything was smooth sailing until everything that happened – and that’s the problem, isn’t it? If I was completely sure about getting married, why am I so scared now? It’s like you made me realise that I am so not ready to be his wife. And… I really never wanna be his wife. Ever. you confess as Louis slowly turns to meet your eyes, a lock of shocking on his face.

- Are you calling off the wedding? Because of me (ditt namn)? think about what you’re saying right now-

- I know what I’m saying, Lou! You confirm.

- And it’s gonna suck telling him that I don’t wanna get married and telling everyone that their invitations mean nothing now. And all the money we’ve wasted on everything so far-

- You’re making me feel worse, love, Louis mutters, but you give him a laugh and pull him close, throwing both arms over him.

- Don’t feel bad. You’re the reason I’m not making a mistake, you know? You should have told me long ago that you had feelings for me, instead of telling Zayn. What was he gonna do? And I should of spoken up as well. You begin to whisper.

- If I had we wouldn’t be in this mess, right? We’d be the ones getting married maybe… I’d be walking down the aisle to my best friend? You smile at him.

- Do you… would ever? Louis questions, and you give him a slight nod.

- I would, Louis. I… love you too. Thank you for being the first one to say it, though. I guess I was scared you wouldn’t say it back because there are so many other girls out there you could be with. And that was silly of me, wasn’t it? Being scared of saying I love you? I love you, Louis Tomlinson, and you best tell Zayn to stop act like a spion and listening to us, before I get up and leave right now. You sneek your eyes at the door, where you can se Zayn hiding and trying to listening to your conversation.

- Piss off, Zayn! Louis snaps, before pulling you down into an unexpected kiss.

(ej skriven av mig )

Harry:

-(ditt namn), why are you dragging me along to this thing? I can’t tell the difference between a… glitter dress and a… whatever it is you said,

Harry whines as you drag him by the arm into the store.

- Because, Harry. I need a male’s opinion on whether the dress looks good on me or not. I want to look perfect for him. Harry rolls his eyes at this and eyes the countless dresses in the store as you quickly scan them, trying to find one that will catch your eye. After searching you finally spot one, a small smile forming on your face as you think that this dress might be ‘the one’ you’ve head so much about.

- Harry,... you call,

-... I think I’ve found it. Soon Harry is by your side and he shrugs, not looking too interested, and you ignore his lack of enthusiasm and go find an employee at the shop to lead you to the dressing room. After slipping the gown on and taking a deep breath after looking in the mirror, you step outside to meet Harry. He’s sitting down, eyes on his phone, before he looks up to meet you, doing a double take which you blush at.

- So, what do you think? Do you think he’ll like it? You ask, hands running down the sleek material. Harry’s not saying anything, he’s staring at you, eyes going up and down, his eyes wide and lighting up.

- You look… you look beautiful, (ditt namn), he whispers,

- He’ll love it. And if he doesn’t then he’s insane. You smile at him, head ducking down to hide the red on your cheeks.

- Thanks, Harry, you tell him, standing in front of the mirror,

- I just really wanna impress him. I wanna impress everyone, but he’s gonna be my husband, my husband, I have to look flawless, you finish.

- You always look perfect, (ditt namn). If he can’t see that then there’s no reason to even bother marrying him, right? He asks, standing behind you as you look in the mirror.

- You look so gorgeous, he murmurs, his eyes meeting your own in the mirror.

- He’s the luckiest man in the world if he gets to marry you, call you his wife. You raise an eyebrow, turning to face the green eyed boy,

- What? 

- I just… you’re all his, aren’t you? And he gets to… hold your hand and kiss you and do everything he wants, and he gets a bonus and gets say that you’re his wife, Harry sighs.

- I’m an idiot for keeping in me so long. And I’m pulling the most cliché stunt, aren’t I? Telling my best friend I’m in love with her when she’s trying on wedding dresses, he smiles, shaking his head, not even regretting that he just revealed his feelings for you.

- Harry…. what? What are you talking about? You ask, voice rising when you feel the panic in your body.

- You know what I’m saying, (ditt namn). I’m in love with you. I’ve always been in love with you. And I grew up trying to push it away, thinking a different girl every night was what I wanted, but really it was always you. And it’s always gonna be you. I know it isn’t fair to tell you this when you’re getting married, but the second you walked out of that dressing room and I saw you in that dress, the only thing I could imagine was you walking down the aisle to me, he continues, but his voice isn’t as strong anymore. It’s beginning to break and it almost sounds like he’s about to cry.

- I don’t wanna hide it anymore. I love you, okay? I love you and your fiancé doesn’t deserve to call you his because everything I feel for you, (ditt namn), it’s been there for years. He can’t compare to how much I love you, he never will. And you can’t marry him, (ditt namn), you can’t do that me, it’ll kill me, he gasps, his eyes tearing up, and you stand there, mouth open in shock. - I… Harry, you need to leave, you mutter at him, and he stares at you confused.

- What? (ditt namn), please, love, just let me-

- No, get out. Go. You can’t drop a bomb like that on me, Harry. You need to get out and don’t… don’t call me, don’t come see me, just leave me alone, you sob, turning your back on him and walking back into the dressing room, shutting the door in an instant.

Niall:

- Sit down, you grin at your best friend Niall,

- I have the best news ever. Niall laughs at your excitement, sitting down opposite you at your kitchen table.

- Guess what happened to me last night? you say, pushing forward the cup of tea you just made him. Niall shrugs,

- tell me, babe. I’m not good at guessing, you know that, he says, sipping the tea.

- Okay, okay, okay. I… in a few months… will be getting… married !! you shriek, showing Niall your left hand where a new ring was sitting on your finger. Niall chokes on his tea and you pat him on the back with a laugh.

- Ugh, I can’t believe he actually proposed. Proposed. Got down on one knee and everything!

you giggle.

-  W- wow, Niall gasps, his eyes not leaving your hand.

- That’s, ah, that’s… when’s the wedding?

- Well we really don’t wanna wait, and it’s only gonna be close friends and family, so… in about two months. I know it’s soon, but we both really want this and he’s just so perfect, everything with him has been so perfect! you smile, but Niall’s face drops.

- What is it? You ask.

- Is it the ring? Is it too much? Is it bad or something-  He cuts you off

- I can’t come, love, he says softly.

- I’ve got the tour starting soon… I won’t be able to make it.

- But… but Niall, this is… did you hear what I just said? You gasp at him.

- I heard, love, and I’m so, so sorry. It just won’t work. I’ve got so much going on overseas, I won’t be able to make it, babe, I’m sorry, Niall continues, but you scoff at him.

- How could you do that to me?

- (Ditt namn), I said I was sorry, Niall whispers.

- Yeah, that doesn’t mean anything though, does it? You can’t even miss one day, just one day, to come and see me, you shake your head.

- Love, I told you: we have the tour. I can’t just walk out and leave? Niall explains.

- It’s my wedding day, Niall. I’m getting married and you’re straight out not even trying to come and see me, you snap at him.

- (Ditt namn), I’m sorry, you know I’d come if I could. Can’t you like… change the date or something? He shrugs.

- No, I’m not gonna… move around dates just to suit you, you snap.

- Then don’t bother sending me photos or anything, (Ditt namn), because I really don’t care then. Stop acting like this is my fault; I told you why I couldn’t come. I have the tour and believe it or not, sometimes things won’t go your way. What are you doing marrying this guy anyway? And yeah, you’re right – the ring is bad, why’d you even say yes to that? You know I could get you one that’s a hundred times better.he grumbles.

- What is that supposed to mean? You question.

- It means this guy is a wanker and doesn’t deserve you because I love you, okay? He yells.

- Niall… what do you mean? You whisper. Niall groans, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

- I didn’t mean to yell at you like that, (ditt namn), he avoids your question.

- I’m sorry I snapped at you, love. You shake your head at him,

- I don’t care, Niall, it’s okay. What do you mean… you love me?

- Exactly what I said, babe. I love you. That’s more of a reason to not go to your wedding than the tour, because I can’t even stand to imagine you marrying someone who isn’t me, you know? I need you to be mine, and I want to be yours. Not this guy who thinks he can propose to a girl like you with that ring, he chuckles softly.

- I’d give you everything, (ditt namn). Everything and more. Just say it and I’ll do it. he finishes with a soft smile that melts your heart for a second before what he just said sinks in.

- Then get out, you shrug.

- Sorry? Niall looks confused

- Get out, Niall. Please. I need a moment to… to think about everything you just told me, oh my god, you gasp.

- Will you be okay, love? I’ll stay if you need someone, he offers, hand running through your hair, but you know you’ll give in, so you stand up, pushing away from him.

- Please, just get out and let me think about all of this, you beg, and Niall just gives you a sad nod, looking defeated, before he leaves.

Zayn:

- This is the best night ever! you yell as Zayn struggles to open your apartment door and hold you up and the same time.

- I’m glad someone’s having fun, he replies sarcastically, and you laugh obnoxiously at this before Zayn finally pushes your door open.

- Yay, you cheer when Zayn sets you down on the couch and you pull the dark haired boy to sit down next to you.

- Love, what are you doing? He wonders when your hands are all over him.

- You’re getting married in less than a week; you can’t be this touchy feely anymore.

- Good thing we went out tonight and not the eve of my wedding, huh? Because I would be soooo hungover. you joke, running your hand over Zayn’s face who was still hovering above you.

- That’s lovely, (ditt namn), he mumbles, removing your hand from his face.

- You’re gonna be okay, right? He asks, pulling away from you.

- You’re leaving already, Zayn? You whine.

- Stay for a bit, I need a friend to keep me company tonight. Zayn shakes his head at you,

- Where’s your future husband? That’s his job.

- With his friends. We both agreed tonight would be the night we go out. He won’t be back ‘til later, so please stay? you beg, clasping your hands together.

- Only because I’m worried you’ll slip and hit your head. He smiles, resting next to you on the lounge with a sigh.

- Can you believe that this time next week I will be a married woman, you smile.

- Nope, you hear Zayn murmur, and you playfully smack him.

- What’s that supposed to mean? I’m not wife material, am I?

- You’re definitely wife material, love. Zayn whispers.

- You’d make the best wife ever, and your husband’s gonna be the luckiest guy in the world.

- Aw, that’s sweet, you ruffle his hair.

- Can you believe it though, (ditt namn)? You never talked about getting married until this guy came on along.

- That guy has a name, Zayn. I know you two don’t really get along, but now you don’t have a choice. He’s gonna be around forever. you turn to face him.

- That sounds like a horror film. He grins, and you pretend to be angry and give him a slight shove, before snuggling up to him.

- Why do you hate him so much anyway? I know he doesn’t like you ‘cause he thinks we’re totally sleeping together behind his back… Zayn gives a small scoff,

- huh, I wish. Your head snaps quickly to meet his eyes,

- what was that? Zayn shake his head furiously,

- I said, erm, whatever you think I said it was the opposite. Zayn tries to explain. The alcohol isn’t affecting you anymore after Zayn’s comment, rather it quickly brought you back to reality.  

- Did you just say…

- Nope.

- Zayn, you begin, but he’s off the couch and heading towards the door.

- Come back, where are you going? You just said you wished that we were sleeping together, what’s up with that? You raise an eyebrow.

- It was a joke, (ditt namn), don’t be so serious. You’re drunk anyway. he points out.

- Not that drunk, you retort, getting up from the couch.

- Look (ditt namn), just go to sleep. You’re gonna have a killer headache tomorrow, so you may as well go to bed now and not drag it on. Zayn instructs.

- You can’t leave like that. You can’t just say something like that when you’re not even drunk and don’t have an excuse. you say, your voice rising with anger.

- So what is it, Zayn? You’re gonna run away like a little boy and refuse to face up to the truth? Where did that even come from? If you’re trying to ruin my wedding of all things-

- Yeah, I meant it, alright? Zayn cuts off.

- I’m not sorry, though. I’m not sorry I love you and have since the first time we ever met. Can you blame for me for saying something like that? You’re gorgeous and everything I could ever want, and I hate myself for not telling you how I feel sooner because now there’s gonna be a ring on your finger and there’s nothing I can do to stop you from getting married, from not being my wife. You happy now, (ditt namn)? Is that what you wanted to hear? Zayn chokes out, and before you even have a chance to address what he’s just said, he’s already out the door.

Liam:

It had taken a lot of convincing, but you had eventually gotten your finance to agree to having Liam as one of his groomsmen so you could have your best friend only a few feet away when you said ‘I do’ and made the whole thing official. You meet Liam’s eyes once you’re done walking down the aisle, stomach full of butterflies, but once you see Liam’s face, you can feel yourself calm down. He’s staring at you with big bright eyes and you shoot him a small smile, before taking the hands of the man before you who was about to become your husband. When the words,

- speak now or forever hold your peace. hit your ears, you can’t help but eye those who are seated, wondering if anyone had anything to say, but when they call remain quit, you breathe a sigh of relief. Before you can feel completely at ease, you see Liam, at the corner of your eye, take a shaky step forward.

- (Ditt namn), you can’t do this. he whispers, and immediately there are gasps from the crowd.

- Liam, what are you doing? You mutter, and your fiancé is just there staring at Liam, eyes narrowed in what seems to be both confusion and anger.

- Can we talk somewhere, you know, more private? Liam asks, but you shake your head.

- Just back off, mate, your fiancé spits,

- take a seat, what are you doing trying to ruin our day?

- I’m not trying to ruin it, Liam explains,

- I don’t wanna upset either of you, especially (Ditt namn). But I need to speak to you. Alone. through gritted teeth he says, as if holding in his frustration.

- Anything you need to say to (Ditt namn) you can say to me, I’m about to marry her…

- Don’t be a wanker. Liam snaps, but his tone changes when he’s faces you to speak,

- please (ditt namn)? he begs.

- Liam, I’m about to get married, whatever you need to tell me can wait, can’t it? It can’t be that important. You push him slightly, as if trying to get him back to his original position with the other confused groomsmen, but instead he grabs your hand.

- (ditt namn), you’re not really giving me a choice here. Either we go somewhere else or I say it right here in front everyone, he speaks quietly.

- Just tell me then, whatever. You mutter, and your soon to be husband looks ready to punch Liam when your best friend opens his mouth to speak.

- I… I love you. And I’m sorry I have to say this in front of everyone but you gave me no other option. And I wanted to tell you for so long, and I had so many chances to tell you how I feel, but then he... Liam looks at your fiancé,

- ..came along and he took it all away from me. Just like that, in one instant and then you were his. And he doesn’t deserve you. No one in this world can love you like I can and no one ever will. Especially not him. And I know this is really inappropriate, telling you here of all places, but I didn’t know what else to do. This is all happened so fast. I swear yesterday he was proposing to you, and now you’re in your dress and he’s ready to kiss you for the first time as husband and wife. So just… please tell me you love me back, (Ditt namn), because the idea of you not being with me hurts too much, it hurts everywhere, all over, I just aouch. He whispers, and your eyes fill up with tears when his words sink in.

- Oh, (Ditt namn), please don’t cry, love. he consoles, a gentle on your cheek, but it’s not resting on your skin for a second before your fiancé pulls it away roughly.

- Are you a fucking idiot? You can’t tell her that, on her wedding day. What kind of a moron says that to his best friend? I always knew you had something for her, you know? Which is why it took so much convincing to actually let you be up here. If it were up to me I wouldn’t have invited you in the first place. He screams at Liam, and Liam actually looks like he’s about to throw a punch when you step in between the two.

- Stop, stop, stop! you grumble.

- I can’t believe this is happening. Oh god, I need a minute. We need a minute.

You turn to the crowd.

- Just… one moment, please. I’m sorry, but we need to just, ugh, fuck it. you mutter, grabbing both your fiancé’s and Liam’s arms, taking them both to a room to address what your best friend just confessed.

Louis:

You had just finished talking to some friends when you feel someone wrap an arm around your shoulder and pull you in for a hug.

- (Ditt namn), my darling. you hear a drunk Louis coo into your ear.

- Did I tell ya how gorgeous you look tonight? He compliments, face buried in your neck while you chuckle at your intoxicated best friend.

- Thank you, Lou. But I think that’s the alcohol talking. you pull away from him, smile on your face as you watch him to struggle to pull his arm away from you.

- Have you seen the rest of the boys? Zayn was my lift home. Louis informs and you do a quick scan, trying to find one of the boys, but none of them can be seen.

- Sorry, nope-

But as you say this Louis tries to move closer to you, only to make you both stumble together, almost hitting the floor.

- Whoops, sorry. He grins happily, pulling him to make sure he doesn’t send you flying again.

- You need to sober up before you do something you’ll regret. You pull him to the closest empty table at the venue hosting your rehearsal dinner, helping him sit down.

- Eat this. You instruct, handing him a bread roll, as it always helped him clear his head when he had a little too much to drink.

- Thanks love. He says, taking the bread roll and eating with small bites, before resting his chin in his hand, sending you a stare.

- What? You blush at him.

- You look beautiful, (Ditt namn). And you’re gonna look so much prettier on your wedding day, when you walk down that aisle to him. He sighs, looking like a love sick boy due to his eyes lighting up and the way he was looking at you.

- That’s sweet, Lou. And you look very handsome despite you slurring your words.You giggle, and Louis tries to playfully push you, only to miss, his hands all over your shoulders trying to gain his balance.

- You are so gone. You shake your head, sitting closer to him.

- You can’t really blame me... He murmurs.

- ..Tonight is killing me. Because I know in two days you’re not gonna be a Miss anymore, you’re gonna have a… husband.

- It’s not that scary, is it? Shouldn’t I be the worried one? But Louis shakes his head, one hand slowly running up your arm and into your hair, resting at you neck. He leans in close, your eyes going straight to his lips before you realise you’re about to kiss your best friend.

- What are you doing? You pull away quickly and you hear Louis give a loud moan of frustration.

- I can’t… I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, (Ditt namn). He murmurs and you raise an eyebrow in confusion, encouraging him to keep going.

- I just.. I’ve got so much in me, so much love and I just wanna give it to you, and you only. And I hate the thought of someone else having you the way I wanna have you, it kills me. But I’m too late, aren’t I? Even though I’m in love with you. My girl is getting married soon and all I can do is sit and watch it happen. He shakes his head.

- How stupid am I? I waited all this time, thinking you’d always be there, but you’re perfect, of course someone was gonna get down on one knee eventually. He confesses. You sit there, not sure how to contemplate what Louis just told you, so just watch him nibble on another bread roll when Zayn’s standing by you both.

- Thought I’d take Louis off your hands before he fell on top of you and killed ya.Zayn grins, but you still have a look of shock on your face when he pulls Louis up.

- (Ditt namn)? You okay, love?  Zayns asks you.

- Did you know that Louis, um, had… feelings for me? You ask slowly, and Zayn’s eyes widen in realisation.

- We didn’t think he’d ever tell you. He explains you, staring down at Louis.

- What are you gonna do? Zayn look at you, abitt worried.

- Um, you’re gonna take him home and I’m going to… I don’t know. You sigh.

- If you need me-

- No, I’ll be fine, Zayn. you give him a fake smile before giving Louis one last look and walking away to clear your head.

(ej skriven av mig men ville dela med mig av den )

Niall:

- i know she's Harry's ex. I know that I shouldn't ever get myself into that mess, but I just.. i'm head over heels, Liam. Hör du Niall säga till sin mobilen, när du precis var på väg in till vardagsrummet. Detta chockar dig, du och Harry hade en liten flört för nästan ett år sedan, men det var inget stort, och ni var överens om att göra slut. Just för att ni inte riktigt kännde något för varandra längre, och ni trivdes båda bättre som vänner, Men du var mycket bättre vänn med Niall. Faktum är att ni var bästavänner nu. Eller ja.. du trodde åtminstonde att ni var det. Du råkar göra ifrån dig ett ljud, och Niall vänder sig om med skräckslagna ögon mot dig.

- (ditt namn), you didn't just... hear that?.. stammar han fram, och rodnar, som svar böjer du dig fram och kysser honom.

Harry:

- That would happen me right, Lou? When I finally get serious feelings about a girl, she's my bestfriend. Hör du Harry säga frustrerat. Du blir förvirrad och chockad, men tänker att han måste prata om en annan bästavänn. Ända tills du hör honom säga,

- (ditt namn) Is just so.. beautiful, and serious, but she's not too serious, you know? And it's fun talking to her. I like talking to her. I just... i think I'm falling in love with this girl. Säger han, och just då, utan att tänka efter och helt ignorera att han pratar i telefon med Louis, går du in i rummet, omfamnar honom och kysser honom. Han håller dig om höften och drar dig närmare i hans famn.

Liam:

- No! it's not that! It's serious, this time. It's been serious since I first saw her. I've never felt this way about anyone since Danielle. Hör du honom säga högt, och upprörd när du går in i hans lägenhet. Du skulle lämna tillbaka en film som du lånat, och eftersom ni var så bra vänner knackade du aldrig på dörren, utan bara gick in.

- (ditt namn) is my best friend, I know. And I don't want to ruin that or anything. I just don't think I can keep it secret anymore, Josh. (Josh är Killarnas trummis för er som inte visste) Han och Josh satt i vardagsrummet, och du stod kvar i hallen, helt chockad och språklös. Men det tar inte lång tid förräns du visar dina känslor.

- liam? kallar du, tillräckligt högt för att han ska höra dig. Det blir knäpptyst, och sedan hör du fotsteg närma sig.

- How much dig you-   Du avrbryter honom, genom att springa in i hans famn och kyssa honom.

Louis:

No, I'm not joking. Why on earth would you think that I am joking about something as important as my-

Sedan hör du hur Louis slutar prata. Du står i köket, och skulle bara göra dig själv en macka till frukost, men Louis visste nog inte att du var vaken. Han lät väldigt frustrerad i telefon,

- niall. i would not joke about this. i think that I love her. sa han seriöst, och du tjuvlyssnade. Det kunde ju inte skada? han var ju faktist din bästavänn, och ni visste allt om varandra.

- Fine, you really want to know who it is? Promise not to tell her. promise? okay. Um.. I... it's (ditt namn). Mummlar han snabbt in i telefonen, men tillräckligt tydligt för att du ska höra att det var ditt namn som han sa. Du höll andan i några sekunder, för du hade kännt likadant ända sen ni först såg varandra. Du går snabbt in i rummet, slänger iväg telefonen från hans händer och kysser honom.

Zayn:

När killarna, Danielle och Eleanor bestämmde sig för att spela 'Truth or Dare' (sanning eller konka), lämnade du snabbt rummer.

- just for a quik drink, I'll be back. sa du, men du bestämmde dig för att vänta tills dom spelat klart, för du visste att det alltid slutade dåligt. I vanliga fall slutade det med en naken harry, som alla försökte få kläderna på igen.

Du kunde tydligt höra Louis röst,

- Zayn.. truth our dare? Zayn tar en paus, och muttrar

- Truth. Du visste att han inte heller riktigt gillade denna leken.

-Is it true that you have a big crush on (ditt namn)? Du håller andan, och väntar på svaret.

- Yeah, it's true. Säger han, och du blir chockad. Fast mera glad, för du kännde precis detsamma för Zayn. Du bestämmer dig för att vara med och går in, och sätter dig med dom andra.

Eftersom alla andra redan frågat, så fick du göra det. du vände blicken mot Zayn.

- Zayn, truth or dare? frågade du med ett leende, och Louis övertalade Zayn att svara Dare(konka) eftersom han tagit truth så många gånger.

- Dare.

- I dare you too kiss me. säger du, och innan du hinner tänka klart, så känner du hans läppar mot dina.

Vill bara påpeka att den här inte är skriven av mig men ville dela med mig av den eftersom att jag tyckte att den var bra :) Jag kommer säkert lägga ut flera inlägg/image som inte är skrivna av mig men då lovar jag att påpeka att det inte är jag som skrivit dem :)

Zayn:

You and Zayn where in the limo on the way to the VMAs. Even though it was Zayn’s and the rest of the boy’s big night you where very nervous because not only you where nervous for the boys but this was your first big public outing with Zayn. You checked your dress one more time because the limo arrived at the VMAs. Zayn must of sense your nervousness because he pulled you close and whispered in your ear.

- Don’t worry (ditt namn), everyone one will love you! And with that you, Zayn and the boys got out the limo and started making your way up the red carpet; with Zayn’s arm wrapped securely around your waist.

Niall:

This was it. The award for the best pop music video,

- And the winner is…. You grabbed Niall’s shaking hand as the suspense built.

- ONE DIRECTION! You, Niall, the boys and their girlfriends all jumped up out of your seats and had a big group hug. Before the boys went on the stage to collect their award, Niall gave you a passionate kiss on the lips. As they got their award you couldn’t help but think about how far your Irish Prince and your best friends have gotten in 2 short years.

Louis:

Here you where, watching your boyfriend of 1 year and his band mates perform at the VMAs. You couldn’t be anymore proud of your Boo Bear. After they finished performing Louis got of stage and walked straight to you, and pulled you in for a big kiss. Once you pulled away you gave him a big hug

- You were amazing!

- Well you were my lucky charm (ditt namn)!

There was alot of cute pictures on you the next day on Tumblr and Twitter! 

Liam:

Liam and the boys had just collected their 3 VMA award.

- Wow Liam! You guys did it! you said as he hugged you.

- I can’t believe it (ditt namn)!! Just then Taylor Swift started to sing her song: 

'We are never ever getting back together’. Liam smiled at you

- Can I have this dance?

- Of course. Then you and Liam danced to your favorite song, not caring if people were taking picture.

Harry:

You and Harry where going home after the One Direction’s big success at the VMAs. 3 Awards and performing all in their first ever VMA! As you two where walking out of the venue to the after party, an interview popped up from out of nowhere.

- (ditt namn) what do you have to say about the boy’s success? She asked; you glanced at Harry to see if he doesn’t mind you answering the question. Harry gave you the go ahead.

- Well I couldn’t be prouder for the boys, and they truly deserve the awards after all the hard work they have done. After that Harry kissed your temple; then you and Harry walked away towards the limo to go to the after party to celebrate.