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A - If I’m in love.
B - Who the last person I talked to on the phone was.
C - How long it’s been since I’ve kissed.
D - If I have a preference for boys or girls.
E - How many holes I have in my ears.
F - Give me any options, like ‘hot or cold?’
G - The last person I said ‘I love you’ to.
H - The last person I hugged.
I - The last time I felt jealous, and why.
J - How old I am.
K- What my full name is.
L - If I have siblings.
M - If I forgive betrayal.
N - If you want to know how I treat my friends.
O - If I like my school.
P - What kind of music I like.
Q - What the last party I went to was, and when the next will be.
R - For me to tell 10 of my curiosities.
S - 2 habits.
T- 5 things I love unconditionally.
U - How many texts I send daily.
V - 3 big dreams.
W - An idol.
X - If I’ve done something I regret very much.
Y - If I like my town and why.
Z - Ask any question you want.

Please i am bored


few new edits coming out this week xx just finishing them up. 


Preference #5 You're Famous and He's Not *Requested*

  • Author's Note: idk hi. I hope this didn't disappoint. enjoy xx
  • Harry: You knew that Harry got nervous around large crowds, so you tried not to put him in that situation. Your fans were pretty crazy since you were a part of the UK's most famous sister-duo, so you tried to keep him away from the public eye. Most of your dinners and dates took place in either of your homes, not out where a panic attack could strike. But tonight, Harry was willing to take you out for a romantic night out. "(Y/N), I'll be okay, I promise." He told you, as you were getting ready for the night. You sighed, "I just want you to be okay, alright?" He kept telling you that he would be alright, but you had your doubts no matter what. It was finally time to go, and you made the trek out to your car. Thankfully, there weren't any fans camped out all day - until you got to the restaurant. There were screaming fans, girls, boys, kids, adults, surrounding the entrance. You looked at Harry, a concerned expression plastering your face. He was staring out the window, wide eyed and gripping your hand in a way that was almost unhumanly. He turned to you, tears brimming his eyes. You scooted closer to him, as far as you could, due to the forced space between you two in the front seat of the vehicle. "We can go home. We can have just as much fun there, okay?" He nodded, shakily, as you pulled him in for a hug. He gripped on to your shoulder as you rubbed his back soothingly. While driving back to your house, Harry didn't let go of his armrest once. While pulling into the driveway, you lay a hand on his shoulder, "C'mon babe, we're home." After leading him into the house, he sat on the couch, his head in his hands. "I'm sorry." he said through the openings of his fingers. You sighed and joined him, grabbing hold of his hand. "You didn't ruin anything, babe. I'd rather spend it with you anyway." He shook his head. "No! You're famous! You should be doing gigs with your sister! You should be having fun with your life, meeting other celebrities and making this most of your fame." The look of despair on his face was heartbreaking. You held his hand tighter, planting a kiss on it lightly. "You are my fun. You're the person that makes my life worth while! You make me the happiest I can be." He smiled a bit, "I feel like I should be saying that." You grinned and kissed him passionately. "I feel like we shouldn't be talking at all." You said, slowly removing his blazer, getting ready for a night that you two would never forget.
  • Niall: Niall waited patiently on the side of the room, leaning against a wall, tapping away on his phone. He looked like he wasn't very invested in what he was doing, a bored expression on his face. The camera had been flashing for the last three hours, and you knew that he was going to get restless soon. You kept posing for the camera for promotion of your new summer collection, which mostly included tank tops, shorts, and flower headbands. After your umpteenth costume change, looking back at your boyfriend, he had slid down the wall, now staring out into space, not looking very enthused. You sighed, stepping on the red X that was taped to the middle of the white platform, infront of the green screen. When the first few shots were taken, you held up your finger, pausing the camera going off for a short moment. You ran over to your boyfriend, pulling him up and ignoring the expression on his face. "What are you doing?" he asked as you pulled him to the middle of the platform. "Oh, great! Keep that! Summer collection, summer love! Make it count, guys! This will be great for the AD!" Mick, your manager said. You smiled at Niall. "See? Are you less bored?" he nodded, smiling. "Much better than sitting there watching your old fashion shows, interviews-" You cut him off with a laugh. "C'mon babe. I'm right here," you puckered your lips, imitating the photographer's voice, "let's make love to the camera." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Well, let's give those fashion lovers something to look at, Ms. Famous Fashion Designer." He dipped you down, his arm securing your waist, your hands tangling in his hair. He smiled down at you, still holding you tightly in the dip. "You're fans are going to love us." You giggled while pecking him on the lips. "Alright alright, you two are in love! We got it! Don't show us, show the camera!" The two of you laughed at the flustered photographer, "embrace her in a PG way, Niall! We don't want you getting famous for the wrong reasons!" Mick yelled, but Niall wasn't listening. He just continued to have fun with you, making the photoshoot last five hours longer than expected.
  • Liam: You sat in the arena, filled with people just like you. They had the same dreams, goals, and aspirations as you. There were little to no differences when compared to the other women who were nominated for Best Breakout Actress at the Oscars. Your boyfriend, Liam, had come along to support you at one of the biggest events of your life. After the infinite flashing lights and clicks of the professional looking cameras, it was finally the big moment. Award after award, your co-stars were winning multiple little gold statues, having a concrete reminder of their success. Still, nothing was happening for you yet. You clutched onto his hand nervously as your category was being called. He looked towards you and smiled, bringing his arm around your shoulder, kissing your temple. "If you don't win, you're still a winner in my eyes." You laughed, smacking him lightly in the chest. "You're so cheesy!" You watched as Jennifer Lawrence stood at the glass podium, making a funny joke. The tension was slowly growing as the nominees were announced. You took a deep breath as you saw your face on the screen from the main scene of your breakthrough movie. You shut your eyes tightly and held Liam's hand, receiving gentle squeezes from him. You couldn't believe it, but your name was called, and the next thing you knew, Jennifer Lawrence was hugging you! Everybody in the audience was clapping for you, and you took your place at the podium. "I can't believe this! Honestly, wow." You were speechless. "I didn't prepare anything, but I really want to thank.." the list of co-stars and producers along with the directors. "And lastly, I'd like to thank my boyfriend Liam. He's been supporting me throughout this entire journey, and he's kept me grounded throughout shooting and everything. Thank you babe, I love you so much." The next day, the headlines of every magazine had you and Liam's face plastered on, "(Y/N) AND LIAM PAYNE, CUTEST NEW HALF FAMOUS COUPLE? YOU DECIDE!"
  • Zayn: You were sitting in the hair and makeup chair, getting ready for your interview with Ellen DeGeneres. You were texting your boyfriend Zayn while getting your hair curled, telling each other you missed the opposite because of his exams in UNI. He was halfway across the world in Manchester while you were in L.A. finishing up your second album. The great Ellen soon called out your name, and all you could hear was clapping. You waved to the audience, smiling for all of them to see. "Hello, Gorgeous! Nice to see you again!" You smiled as you hugged her, "Likewise! I've missed you over these past few days!" She had posted on her Instagram a picture of you two while out to lunch a few days before the actual interview. Laughter misted from the audience, as the pictures from the days before flashed on the television behind you two. "It feels like it's been ages!" You two had small talk for a few minutes, and the real conversation began. "So, the new album. The title is 'Forever'. What was the inspiration for it?" You grinned and crossed your legs. "Well, it really has a few reasons. The songs reflect my feelings toward my family is eternal love, and eternal is just another fancy word for forever, right?" Again, the audience laughed, loving your joke. "Of course it is! So, any other inspiration?" She leaned forward and you smiled. "Hm, there is one more! Infinite love. When you find a certain person you love, wether it be a boyfriend, a family member, or even a friend, your love for them will never fade because of what they've done for you. And everybody should kow that even if there are little fights and sputtles here and there, it's still love. Just in a different form. But it'll be forever." Ellen nodded, and perked up. "Boyfriend? Did I hear boyfriend? Are you single, Miss. (Y/L/N)?" You focused on your hands, shaking your head. "Actually, no. I met somebody about six months ago. His name is Zayn.." Ellen scooted forward in her seat, her face imitating one of an excited child. "Where is he? Is he here!? Can we bring him out?!" She rambled on about all of these questions, and you shook your head. "No, he's not here. He's got exams for his university this week. But he promised he'd be watching." Ellen flailed her arms toward the camera. "Say something to him!" You laughed at her, and tapped her arm lightly. "Oh come on, El! Relax!" you turned your attention to the camera, "Hey babe! I hope your exams are going well. Study study study! Don't forget your calculator at hom again, either!" After that interview, you two were known as the Rising Musician and the boy who forgets his calculator at home.
  • Louis: You were a bit skeptical about this gift for your boyfriend Louis. He was in love with the band you got him backstage passes and tickets for, but you were trying to get rid of your worries. "C'mon, Lou! We're going to be late for our picnic!" You told him slyly, knowing he would think you're plan is sketchy if you were dressed in high waisted shorts and a tanktop going to a five star restaurant. You texted Este, your close friend from Haim, the band that you and Louis were going to see. It was a good thing that you were able to get the tickets when you ran into them at VidCon. Your YouTubing popularity had paid off. Louis soon came down the stairs in his normal outfit. "You look good, babe." You said, looping your arm through his. "You do too, (Y/N)." He said, opening the door for you, and walking to the car. You got in the drivers seat and turned up the radio when Louis started to ask questions. "(Y/N), where's the picnic basket?" "It's there already. Alfie brought it there for us." "Why aren't you vlogging? You always vlog." "I want this to be a romantic night!" "Why'd we pass the park?" "We're going somewhere else!" You were starting to get annoyed with his constant questions. "Where are we g-" "Louis William Tomlinson, if you ask another question I will turn this car around." He pouted in his seat next to you, and you drove to the venue. You flashed your badge that Este had given you earlier that week and you were let through the gate. You pulled into the stall and grabbed a blindfold for Louis. "Oh my god, i'm being kidnapped." He said, as you led him out of the car. "Oh shush. Can't I just do something nice for my loving boyfriend?" You led him through the backstage door, waving at your other YouTube friend, Caspar Lee who was also attending the concert. Caspar and Louis had a special bond when they first met. They were both cheeky and loud. The perfect friendship. You released the blindfold once you were in the hall and he turned to look at you, hands on his hips. "Caspar!" He yelled, and they did their handshake that was established while you and Caspar were doing a collab video. "Why are we in this weird hallway?" You smiled, and pointed to the door closest to him. "Go through there." He shrugged and pushed open the door, his mouth automatically dropping as he saw the three girls sitting there, smiles on their faces. He ran back out to you and kissed you over and over again. "Thank you thank you thank you thank you! I'm so glad you did this for me thank you, babe thank you!" He ran back to the girls as you said your welcome, and finally started your vlog for the night.

hi i know i haven’t written anything good in a while but school is annoying and i’m almost done with one of them okay yay. i’m sorry guys but i’m trying my hardest. school sucks and i’m sick af. stay tuned for the next pref xx


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Harry outside of the hotel today - 10/04/2013



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