One Direction Preferences

You Get Interrupted

Number 2: You Get Interrupted

Harry:
You laid back onto the couch as Harry’s soft lips attached themselves to your neck. You wrapped your arms around him as he pulled away, placing his lips to yours roughly. His large hands moved to your sides, causing bumps to rise on your warm skin. Suddenly, the cold pads of his fingertips found their way underneath the hem of your shirt while you moved your hands down to his dark blue jeans, removing the belt that had held the blue fabric close to his body. You were about to zip down his pants when Harry’s familiar ringtone rang loudly on the coffee table beside you. He pressed his lips to yours once more before you grabbed the phone and looked at the caller ID, “It’s your mom,” you spoke as he groaned and took the phone from you. You sat up and fixed yourself up a bit as he answered the call, “Hey mum…..oh no I’m not busy,” he said, smirking at you as he placed a hand on your thigh. “Really?….Yea I’m free tomorrow, lunch sounds great…yup I’m sure (Y/N) would love to come,” he smiled as you nodded your head. “Okay mum, love you too…bye,” he replied, pressing end call and putting his phone back onto the table. “Well.... we’re going out to lunch tomorrow,” he chuckled. You smiled and leaned in to kiss his lips, “Sounds fun.” “You know what really sounds fun?” he asked cheekily. You slightly bit your bottom lip and grinned, “What?” you said softly. “Bedroom. Now.” he whispered before quickly pecking your lips, laughing as you ran from the couch upstairs to the bedroom. He met you in the room seconds later where you instantly continued where you had left off.

Zayn:
You wrapped a towel around your wet body and walked out into the bedroom, Zayn’s eyes following your every move as you looked through the closet for some clothes to wear. “Babe, come here.” he said as he stood up and met you in the center of the room. He quickly pressed his lips to yours, tangling his fingers in your soaking wet hair. You pulled away, “What’s with this all of a sudden?” you asked, chuckling a bit as you fixed your towel. “I can’t help but get turned on when I see you like this.” he spoke softly as he tugged on the top of the damp fabric. You smirked as you let him remove the towel and carry you to the bed. He held himself above you as you took off his shirt, placing your cold hands on the skin you had exposed. He was leaning down to place his lips to yours when his phone began ringing loudly on the bed next to you. He picked it up and sighed, “My mum…” You pouted your lips as he answered the call, “Hey…..yea everything is good…..” he continued talking as you got up from the bed and walked into the closet. You walked out a minute later, obviously upsetting Zayn as you watched him furrow his eyebrows when you came out of the closet fully dressed. “Yea she’s right here….I’ll tell her…..okay talk to you soon…bye mum.” he replied, turning his phone off and placing it into his pocket, “That’s not fair.” he complained, pointing to your outfit. “It’s not my fault we were interrupted.” you laughed. “We need to go do some things anyway.” you explained. He groaned, “Like what?” “Go to the store and we’re meeting the boys for dinner soon remember?” you chuckled as you walked over and laid on the bed next to him. You looked at his angry eyes and sighed. “Ugh! Fine Zayn….10 minutes that’s all.” you warned as he instantly sat up, grinned, and straddled your body.

Liam:
His hands slowly trailed down your waist, pulling your black tank top off in one quick motion, leaving you in your nude bra. You smiled as you reached your hand behind his neck, pulling him close to press your lips to his. He removed his shirt and placed soft kisses down your neck and collarbone, making your skin tingle where ever he touched. His hand was about to reach down to your jean shorts when his cellphone began ringing loudly in his pocket, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” he complained, making you chuckle a bit. He reached for his phone and answered the call. “Hey mum…..no you’ve caught me at a great time,” he said while rolling his eyes. “Yea we’ll both be coming to visit in a few days…..okay, talk to you soon…..love you too, bye,” he hung up and turned his phone off, instantly turning back to you. “What did she want?” you asked. “Just making sure we were still coming in a few days.” he smiled while leaning down and passionately pressing his lips to yours. “Shall we continue were we left off?” he questioned cheekily, grazing his thumb against one of your slightly pink cheeks. “Definitely, “ you spoke softly, slowly moving your hands down to his jeans.

Niall:
You sat on the couch watching the football (soccer) game Niall had put on when he suddenly came walking back into the living room. You instantly were turned on as you looked at his shirtless body and messy hair while he sat down next to you with his bowl of freshly popped popcorn. “What?” he asked as he caught you staring. You bit your bottom lip and smirked, “Nothing.” you muttered as you popped a few buttery pieces of popcorn in your mouth. Soon enough you couldn’t take sitting next to him, so you quickly grabbed the bowl out of his hands and set it on the floor, immediately straddling his legs and placing your lips to his. Your hands found their way to his blonde locks as he slowly moved his fingers to the bottom of your shirt, lifting it off as his phone started ringing. You both groaned as he reached for it and noticed it was his mom, “Hello?…..Hey mom…just sitting here with (Y/N) watching the football game……okay I’ll tell her you said hi…..” he spoke as you removed yourself from his body and took a seat on the couch again. A few minutes later he finally got off the phone and turned back to you, grinning big and chuckling a bit. “What?” you asked. “You just can’t resist this can you,” he joked around as he pointed towards his shirtless chest. You rolled your eyes, “Niall, just shut up and get over here,” you laughed, instantly causing him to kiss your lips and lay you down on the couch.

Louis:
“Smells good,” you smiled while tousling your hair and placing your arms around Louis’ torso. “Pancakes, eggs, and bacon…your favorite,” he grinned, turning around and pressing his lips to your forehead. He looked you up and down and pulled on the bottom of his shirt you were wearing. “You look sexy wearing my clothes,” he said cheekily, kissing your lips as he lifted you up and placed you on the granite counter top. Your lips continued moving together with Lou’s when his hand slowly reached under your shirt toward your bra, when suddenly his ringtone interrupted the moment. He pulled away and sighed, grabbing his phone and answering the call as he flipped a slightly burned pancake over. “Hello?….Oh hey mum…yea woke up a few minutes ago, just cooking some breakfast for me and (Y/N)….of course I’ll ask, I’m sure she’d love to….okay I’ll call you in a few….love you, bye,” he smiled as he placed his phone back onto the counter and flipped another pancake over. “So?” you asked. “Oh, she wanted to know if maybe you would like to go shopping with her tomorrow.” he said, walking over to you again and placing his arms around your waist. “Yea, sounds great.” you smiled, running your fingers through his messy bed hair. He leaned in for a kiss when you pulled away, “Nope, I don’t want my pancakes burnt.” you laughed, pointing to the pan on the stove. “Urgh, fine.” he complained. “After breakfast we can continue where we left off….in bed.” you said cheekily as he grinned, walking over to the stove and finishing up the breakfast.