One Direction Prefer Novels & Stories

“You are in a marriage and you have an adorable kid, that's what nice.” We both went silent for a while, both of us wondering what my reply to the questions she had asked meant for me now. Knowing the truth hadn't helped at all, if anything, it had made me very confused. More confused. “Hmmn, last question….” “I’m done answering.” “Just one more, who do you like more, Damon or Declan?” “Declan, obviously cause I knew him in the past.” The magical ball glowed red.

Her voice rose as she went with her sentence. “Oh-kay,” I slowly answered as I held my hands up. Out of the corner of my eyes, I caught a glimpse of Frazier smiling. It wasn’t my fault that I wasn’t a Directioner hence my lack of knowledge regarding all their members. All except Mr. Harry Styles, of course. I was a well-established Harry Styles and Shawn Mendes fan. And as far as boybands went, I loved 5SOS. It was pretty obvious by the way I kept calling Luke’s surname.

"I should be the one saying that. You're nobody, so why are you so concerned about Mahira? It's becoming clear that—" "Don't talk nonsense," Adam cut her off as quickly as he could. But Catherine didn't want to lose. She kept attacking me with demeaning words that hurt my feelings. Did my body really look healthy? It was obvious my face was deathly pale and I couldn't even support myself properly. "Stay far away from her. Mahira's not that weak." Adam turned his face away, like he was disgusted with Catherine's attitude of constantly cornering everyone. I felt the same way - I was even angry because Catherine always wanted to be prioritized, as if the world only revolved around her.

"Nah, not really. Do I even have a favorite? I listen to Eminem, Will Smith, Kendrick Lamar....and any good stuff. They all have something that makes their music special." "True," Steph nods. "What about you? Which is your favorite boy band? It seems like every girl has one band they're crazy over or something. Some are still hoping that One Direction gets back together," Chris rolls his eyes. "I don't dislike them or anything but seriously that's life, deal with it," Chris adds. Steph smiles, "Yeah and I don't have one." Chris' eyes dart to her before focusing on the road. "Really? I find that hard to believe. Are you sure you're not one of the directioners?"

SAKURA POV "Sakura hurry up! We are going to be late!" My mother yelled loudly from the sparkly living room downstairs. My father and the butler were already outside organising our ride. Bodyguards lined up as they took orders from Ress, the butler. We are preparing to go to a business party. I am currently looking through my dress room, fitting some dresses to find the 'one'. I need to make a grand entrance. To enlighten everyone that l am the heir of the Manaki family. The one and only.

Ariana’s POV "Tomorrow night?!" I nearly screamed, staring at Damien in shock. "But I'm not even prepared!" Damien barely spared me a glance, his expression unreadable. "Don’t worry about that. I’ll handle everything." His voice was calm, almost indifferent. "But—" "You don’t have to do anything. Just pretend like we’re in love," he cut me off, already turning away. "I’ll send a team for your dress, hair, and makeup later."

3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall. As he stands in front of me, I shudder and gulp, I could feel cold sweats oozing from my skin pores, because the Stephen Brown in front of me now, isn’t the angelic cupid from before, he’s now like an angry mob who had his girlfriend stolen from him. He’s only cupid in front of Lisa, he’s a bouncer to everyone else! “Hey! You are the one who wants to steal Lisa from me. RIGHT?!” Stephen growls.

He nodded, “but you won’t be with all four of us at the same time every time. We know there will be times you are with just one of us or two of us and that’s okay, we won’t get jealous. You have to have individual relationships with each of us and one with all of us to make this work, we know that. We can plan something, so you don’t have to worry about one or two of us having more dates than the others if you want.” “Okay,” She nodded, “I don’t want to worry about jealous or favoritism or anything like that.” Asher chuckled, “We already know Raze is the favorite, Babe. You knew him before us, it’s to be expected. Don’t worry about it. As long as we get time with you as well, we don’t mind.”

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing

I shiver in excitement he sees this and smiles. "Choose one love" he says motioning to the cars with his arms. "Any one ?" I ask excitedly and he nods. Always wanting to drive in a Lamborghini, I pick the matte black one. He unlocks the car opening the passage side door for me. My senses are filled with his fragrance, he drives this one regularly. He gets into the car and starts the engine. Purring to life he smiles "You picked my favorite one" laughing I say "It's so sexy"