Two choices, One winner.
Preference #1
Preference #1 – Bad Dream (One Direction)
Harry: Muffled groans escaped next to you and you quickly assumed your boyfriend was having a bad dream. You stretched your hand out to turn on the lamp before sitting upright and looking at Harry. You shook his body whispering “Harry wake up” constantly before he jolted upright with a loud gasp and started panting. “Baby what’s wrong? You’ve been having bad dreams lately” you said rubbing his back hoping to comfort him. “Shit I just had a dream that I was running from something, I don’t know what though and why” his body shook before you gave him a long kiss on the cheek. “Babe it’s just a dream, I’m here for you if you want to talk about it you can” you smiled lightly pushing him back down onto the bed and tucking the covers under his chin.
Niall: “C’mere,” Niall said his voice barely rising above a whisper and pulling your shaking form into his arms. “Baby it’s okay shhh I’m here I’m not going anywhereeee” he said in a sing song tone, his calloused fingers running through your hair over and over. You sobbed into his chest wishing you didn’t look like a baby all because of your subconscious mind playing horrifying images, those images still flickering in your mind. “S’alright I’ve got you, s’just a nightmare” he soothed before pulling you back down into the bed, your back pressing against his chest whilst he placed gentle kisses of reassurance down the back of your neck. “You can sleep, I’ll protect you, I won’t let anything hurt you…ever”
Zayn: Whenever you had nightmares you made sure that you never woke Zayn up, even though he never wakes up still. You forced yourself out of bed and made your way downstairs, turning on every light along the way, only because you were scared. You took quiet steps to the fridge and pulled out the milk, making yourself a warm glass of milk and heaving yourself up onto the kitchen bench. You quivered and pulled your knees to your chest and buried your head, the same dream has been reappearing for a whole week now and you couldn’t get a good night’s sleep always turning up exhausted to work and looking like an absolute mess. “Y/N? what are you doing up? Is everything alright?” Zayn walked sluggishly towards you before wrapping his arms around your body and resting his head on your shoulder. “You know if it’s a bad dream, you can just wake me up” he yawned and pulled you off the bench and lifting you off the ground bridal style and taking you back to bed, the milk totally forgotten.
Louis: “Fuck it was just so vivid I thought it really was going to happen” Louis spoke shakily as he attempted to control his ragged breathing. “Baby it was just a dream, what you dreamed is probably something that will never happen” you stated giving him small kisses on his cheek and slowly going lower. “So you’re saying that you’ll never leave me?” he asked cupping your face and bringing it towards his. “You know I won’t ever do that, just go to bed now Louis otherwise I won’t be happy” you joked removing his hands and going in for a kiss only to be pressed into the bed and smothered with love.
Liam: “Shit” you whispered angrily as you rubbed your arm after falling off the bed and onto it. You whimpered as the pain slowly started to hurt more. You sighed and picked yourself up to go to the bathroom, that dream was just too much so to be honest you were glad you fell on your arm then having to of continued the dream. You switched the light on and stared at yourself in the mirror, you were almost on the brink of tears from that dream. You turned the tap on and rubbed water onto your face before walking over to the towel. A pair of arms wrapped around your waist and brought you close. You knew it was Liam and you let him do what he wanted. “I had a bad dream Y/N and then when I looked over to your side you weren’t there and it kinda freaked me out” he chuckled rubbing his nose against your cheek. “I fell of the bed” you said simply “and had a bad dream as well” He laughed and turned you around, giving you a kiss on the nose and taking you back into the bedroom. “Well I can’t sleep after that nightmare how about a movie?”
Harry: Muffled groans escaped next to you and you quickly assumed your boyfriend was having a bad dream. You stretched your hand out to turn on the lamp before sitting upright and looking at Harry. You shook his body whispering “Harry wake up” constantly before he jolted upright with a loud gasp and started panting. “Baby what’s wrong? You’ve been having bad dreams lately” you said rubbing his back hoping to comfort him. “Shit I just had a dream that I was running from something, I don’t know what though and why” his body shook before you gave him a long kiss on the cheek. “Babe it’s just a dream, I’m here for you if you want to talk about it you can” you smiled lightly pushing him back down onto the bed and tucking the covers under his chin.
Niall: “C’mere,” Niall said his voice barely rising above a whisper and pulling your shaking form into his arms. “Baby it’s okay shhh I’m here I’m not going anywhereeee” he said in a sing song tone, his calloused fingers running through your hair over and over. You sobbed into his chest wishing you didn’t look like a baby all because of your subconscious mind playing horrifying images, those images still flickering in your mind. “S’alright I’ve got you, s’just a nightmare” he soothed before pulling you back down into the bed, your back pressing against his chest whilst he placed gentle kisses of reassurance down the back of your neck. “You can sleep, I’ll protect you, I won’t let anything hurt you…ever”
Zayn: Whenever you had nightmares you made sure that you never woke Zayn up, even though he never wakes up still. You forced yourself out of bed and made your way downstairs, turning on every light along the way, only because you were scared. You took quiet steps to the fridge and pulled out the milk, making yourself a warm glass of milk and heaving yourself up onto the kitchen bench. You quivered and pulled your knees to your chest and buried your head, the same dream has been reappearing for a whole week now and you couldn’t get a good night’s sleep always turning up exhausted to work and looking like an absolute mess. “Y/N? what are you doing up? Is everything alright?” Zayn walked sluggishly towards you before wrapping his arms around your body and resting his head on your shoulder. “You know if it’s a bad dream, you can just wake me up” he yawned and pulled you off the bench and lifting you off the ground bridal style and taking you back to bed, the milk totally forgotten.
Louis: “Fuck it was just so vivid I thought it really was going to happen” Louis spoke shakily as he attempted to control his ragged breathing. “Baby it was just a dream, what you dreamed is probably something that will never happen” you stated giving him small kisses on his cheek and slowly going lower. “So you’re saying that you’ll never leave me?” he asked cupping your face and bringing it towards his. “You know I won’t ever do that, just go to bed now Louis otherwise I won’t be happy” you joked removing his hands and going in for a kiss only to be pressed into the bed and smothered with love.
Liam: “Shit” you whispered angrily as you rubbed your arm after falling off the bed and onto it. You whimpered as the pain slowly started to hurt more. You sighed and picked yourself up to go to the bathroom, that dream was just too much so to be honest you were glad you fell on your arm then having to of continued the dream. You switched the light on and stared at yourself in the mirror, you were almost on the brink of tears from that dream. You turned the tap on and rubbed water onto your face before walking over to the towel. A pair of arms wrapped around your waist and brought you close. You knew it was Liam and you let him do what he wanted. “I had a bad dream Y/N and then when I looked over to your side you weren’t there and it kinda freaked me out” he chuckled rubbing his nose against your cheek. “I fell of the bed” you said simply “and had a bad dream as well” He laughed and turned you around, giving you a kiss on the nose and taking you back into the bedroom. “Well I can’t sleep after that nightmare how about a movie?”
Notes
Hi this is just a sneak peek at all this preferences/imagines <-- (if you want an imagine personally message me alrightie). I hope you like the first one and I can't wait to see what you all think!Alora
12/5/13