67. #67: The first time he asks you to spend the night.
#67: The first time he asks you to spend the night.
Louis: Though he's trying to hard not to, he's sounding really desperate to have someone (finally) spend the night in bed with him. He's not necessarily alone all the time, he's just feeling... lonely, and you're the one person that he would spend his whole entire life with. "Spend the night with me," he slips out of his mouth, his hand clasping tighter with yours, "Come on, please? I'm desperate for a cuddle buddy." He gives you a nervous smile.
Niall: It's a night when both of you are clearly wasted, your stumbling movements barely be held up by him as the cab drives away from the curb of his house. "No point in going back to your house now, yeah?" he confirms, and his voice is slurring just slightly as he leans into you for support, his head resting on your shoulder. "Stay with me tonight.... I hear I make decent breakfast for hangovers." He gives you charming eyes, both fogged over.
Liam: Well, he actually really did have a three date rule for his own self, just to keep his control in check. But you were so damn beautiful and he was so damn turned on and he just could not bring himself to pushing you away. "You can come in," he whispered against your mouth, his eyes fluttering shut again as he kissed you, his breath hot and minty against your watering tongue. "I'll make you feel so good... you can stay as long as you'd like...."
Zayn: Feeling alone, his thumbs hovered over your contact in his phone, but he never even hesitated to call you. When you showed up only a few minutes later, his hands were already on you and he was pulling you into him, chuckling a little as you fell against his chest. "Stay," he nearly begged, his voice soft and pleading and almost a whimper as he kissed you, "Stay with me. I need someone here... I need you here... don't wanna be alone."
Harry: The excuse was that he was lonely and in total need of a cuddler. For what reason? Well, he didn't really have a reason... but he wanted you in his arms all night long. "Just cuddling, that's all we'll do if you'd like," he murmured against the top of your head, his hands already starting to lead you up the stairs, "My bed is warm, too, really warm. You can take a shower, too. Well, we can take a shower together? I cook really good breakfast, too."