Liam: After a Night Out at Funky Buddha

Resting on the couch, your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder, you could feel the remaining energy in your system slowly start to drain. Your work from uni had been stacking up all week, but Liam had somehow persuaded you to join him and the lads for a night out at Funky Buddha, his favorite nightclub.
Despite your plans to stay in with a good cup of tea and your pile of work, you went along anyway, knowing it was one of your last nights with Liam before tour started and you two were separated for months.
The entire night was a blur. You danced with Liam most of the night, pouring the booze down your throat as the bartender continued to bring them over to your table. The lads were letting loose, shouting things at each other all night from across the table, causing you to be in a fit of hysterics. You hardly ever had time to let loose like this and with Liam’s hand always comfortably and protectively placed at your waist, you were enjoying every minute of the night.

After partying to the wee hours of the following morning, the lads and you returned back to Liam’s flat to drink a little more and wind down.
As the lads were stumbling in and out of the kitchen and living room, you could feel your eyes droop closed as Liam’s hand snaked around your waist, a habit of his you loved. When you were drunk, you weren’t wild or horny - you were tired. And you were feeling it now.
“Y/N? Do you want anything-” Liam leaned down to whisper in your ear as he took a sip of his own drink before smirking to himself. He took in your closed eyes and even breathing, having drunk yourself into a deep slumber right on his shoulder.
“I think we tired her out, guys.” Louis murmured with a chuckle, causing all of the liquored up lads to laugh at your sleeping figure. Liam simply glared at his friends before he lifted you off of the couch bridal style and carried you to the bedroom to get some sleep.
Harry: Before a Show
Jet lag was killing you. After flying in to surprise your boyfriend, Harry, at one of his shows, you found yourself hardly being able to stay awake and the show hadn’t even started! You felt terrible, but the time difference and long flight you had taken wasn’t doing you any favors.
You sat in the dressing room with them as the boys slowly got ready for the night, having about an hour before they had to take the stage. Harry had been busy most of the day, but you tried your best to stay awake for his sake.
“Y/N, which one should I wear?” Harry was holding up options Caroline had pulled for him to wear onstage, always turning to you for advice. He wanted to look the best for you even though he could wear the dingiest pair of jeans and he would still be beautiful.
“I like the first one, babe.” You had your arm propped up on the couch’s arm rest, your head resting in your hand as you started to fade in and out of sleep. Harry walked over to you, giving you a chaste kiss on the lips before excusing himself to get dressed.
Music was playing as Lou and Caroline were making sure the crazy lads were dressed in time for the show, but no matter how loud the room was, it didn’t stop you from completely falling asleep.
When Harry returned, making sure he looked extra sharp for you, he couldn’t help but laugh as he saw you completely slumped over on the couch, your eyes closed. He knew you must have been jetlegged after the long flight, he couldn’t blame you.
He walked to you and leaned down, tucking a piece of stray hair out of your face before kissing you on the lips, the action causing you to jump and wake up.
“Are you going to be able to make it, Y/N?” He teased as you swatted the curly haired boy away from you and stood up, determined to keep yourself awake.
“Hey, bring her onstage tonight - that should wake her up!” Niall joked from the corner of the room causing everyone to break out into laughs. Harry took a seat on the couch, wrapping an arm around you and bringing you to his chest. You hid your blushing face in Harry’s shoulder, completely embarrassed for falling asleep.
“Hate to break it to you, but you probably won’t be getting any sleep tonight either.” Your boyfriend whispered into your ear with a smirk as you finally caved and broke into laughter yourself.
“We’ve got a bit of time before the show, just rest, okay?” He mumbled to you as you nodded and snuggled up against his hard chest and slowly closed your eyes.
Zayn: During a Day Off
Having a day off from tour was rare, but when it happened, the guys too full advantage of it. And by advantage, they just lounged around all day playing video games in their hotel rooms.
Your boyfriend, Zayn, and you had laid in bed well into the afternoon before all of the lads headed over to play some FIFA. They ordered loads of room surface, full of junk food, and spent the duration of the day sitting in front of the television.
You were laying on the couch beside Zayn, his body relaxed, but his mind focused on the game as he played against Niall, the undefeated FIFA champion.
Your eyes had felt heavy all morning, your phone in front of you not seeming to keep your attention as you stared at the screen for a few moments, trying to understand who was winning. When Zayn played his video games, he was very quiet and reserved….until he lost.
His occasional laughter and shouts regarding cheating kept you awake, bringing a smile to your face. You had been on the road with the boys for a few weeks, their tour experience obviously making their bodies used to the rigorous schedules. You, on the other hand, felt like you had just ran six marathons in a row. Despite the fact you and Zayn had slept much of the day, you could feel yourself fading as you scooted closer to Zayn, resting your head on his lap to get a little bit more comfortable.
“You aren’t going to fall asleep on me, are you Y/N?” Your boyfriend teased, tapping the top of your nose with his index finger before returning to the game.
“Shhhh.” You playfully shot at him before adjusting your head so you were staring directly up at him. The scruff was growing on his chin, his striking eyes focused and his lower lip in between his teeth as his entire mind was inside the game on the screen. It took a few moments before you finally let your heavy eyelids close, Zayn’s familiar scent filling your nose as you began to doze off.
“I think she is out, man.” You heard Liam mumble briefly before Zayn leaned down, kissing you on the forehead and you allowed sleep to completely take over your body.
Louis: After an Award Show
Your feet ached as you peeled off your heels, throwing them into the back of the black SUV that everyone had piled into.
“Hey Y/N! You missed my eye by an inch!” You turned around and looked as Niall covered his left eye with his palm, holding up the high heel you had just tried to throw into the back of the car.
You were so tired that you couldn’t even think straight. You mumbled a small apology to the blonde haired boy before wrapping your arm around your boyfriend and resting your head on his shoulder.
Louis had dragged you to one of the award shows the boys were obligated to attend and you had a wonderful night, but it definitely drained you. And by the tired look on all of the boys’ face, it had done the same for them.
After spending hours getting ready and going through a hundred security checkpoints, you watched from the sidelines as Louis and the boys posed for photos and did interviews on the carpet.
In the midst of all of this, the screams from the fans were causing your ears to ring - a sound you don’t think you were ever going to get used to.
After the carpet, you took your seat next to your boyfriend and the other boys to watch the entire show, trying to keep your cool as you looked at all of the celebrities that were around you. Though you were dating someone in one of the biggest boy bands in the world, award shows were a completely different world. There was celebrity after celebrity that walked by, stopped to talk to one of the boys and were just in the same building as you.
Photographers were hounding you and Louis for photos, another thing you were never going to get used to. As someone who was pretty introverted in society, all of the attention was something you didn’t know how to deal with it. The entire night mentally drained you.
Following the show, the boys were whisked away to party after party for appearances. While Louis offered to leave after the show to be with you, you knew it was important to him to go to these things so you tagged along, trying your best to stay awake.
However, as soon as everyone got into the big SUV (after dealing with mobs of crazy fans), your feet were aching and your eyes were heavy.
The boys were quietly chatting, most of them looking down at their phones as the smooth ride of the car was rocking you to sleep against Louis’s shoulder.
“Thank you for coming with me tonight, love. It meant a lot.” He kissed the top of your head before intertwining your hands together, a small smile on your face.
“Of course, babe. I knew it was an important night for you.” You murmured as your eyes shut, the soothing feeling of Louis rubbing his thumb against the top of your hand sending you into a sleepy trance.
You awoke to the jolt of Niall kicking your seat, mumbling something about having to take a leak. You lifted your head up from Louis’s shoulder and noticed that you were back at the hotel, having fallen asleep for the duration of the car ride.
“Ow, Niall.” You slapped Niall’s leg as he climbed over the seat, kicking your arm in the process, as he rushed out of the car to use the bathroom.
You felt Louis kiss you on the cheek and open the side door of the car, reaching for your hand.
“Let’s get you to bed before I pass out too, Y/N.”
Niall: During a Radio Interview
Fucking morning radio interviews. You didn’t know how the boys did it. You were NOT a morning person and the four am wake up call to go to the radio studio was not how you wanted to start the morning. While Niall promised that you two could go out and sightsee after, all you wanted to do was curl back into the hotel bed with with him.
Your venti coffee was nearly finished as you watched from behind the glass as the boys sat at a round table with microphones in front of them, the over enthusiastic radio host not helping your morning mood.
You let out a loud yawn and glanced at Paul, who was sitting next to you, the exact same look of tiredness on his face.
Throughout much of the interview, Niall was constantly glancing over at you, trying to stifle a laugh as you waved in and out of sleep. He still didn’t know how you got out of bed this morning. While he hated waking up this early as much as you did, he was used to the early mornings and it was obvious that you weren’t.
It didn’t take long before you were completely leaned back in your chair, sleep winning the fight within your body. Your coffee was wedged in between your legs, your hair a complete mess as you allowed yourself to completely fall asleep in the radio studio.
The sight immediately caused Niall to let out his infectious laugh, causing all of the eyes in the studio to turn towards what he was looking at.
“Well, it looks like Niall gets a kick out of his girlfriend falling asleep.” The host said amidst all of the laughter, the noises not waking you in the slightest.
“Yeah, Y/N is not much of a morning person. I am surprised she even got out of bed this morning.” Your boyfriend said through the microphone, while still chuckling to himself.
“She’s falls asleep anywhere. Last night after the show, these two were sprawled out on the couch backstage asleep before the crowd had even started to leave the stadium!” Harry added on, causing Niall to laugh to himself.
“Paul, poke her or something!” Louis shouted, Paul shortly following the command and slightly shaking you awake. You popped up from your sleep, almost spilling your coffee in the process and looked around the room, disorientated as to where you were.
Your cheeks turned a deep red as you realized what had happened, taking in all of the eyes that were on you.
“I think you embarrassed her there!” The radio show host said into his microphone, swiveling his chair back and forth between you and Niall.
You laughed to yourself before playfully throwing your middle finger up at Niall and then reached for your coffee, praying that the remaining caffeine in your hands was enough to keep you awake for the rest of the day.

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