One Direction Preference List Novels & Stories

Aiden looks between the two of us, his lips quivering up slightly before he clears his throat. “You better take care of her,” he says, trying to sound serious, but there’s emotion in his voice. Adrian smiles, reaching for my hands. “Always.” Aiden hesitates for half a second before nodding. Then he steps back, joining Harper and Susan. And just like that, it’s just us. Me and Adrian. Exactly where we’re meant to be. The officiant speaks, but I barely hear them. My pulse is loud in my ears, my heartbeat an uneven rhythm of anticipation. Then Adrian turns to me, holding both of my hands in his. His grip is steady, sure.

For years, I thought I had stopped being hurt by her favoritism. But the love and care she expressed for Crystal in her words made me so jealous I almost cried. Outside, I thought I saw a shooting star streak across the sky. I quickly closed my eyes, holding back my tears. I flipped the phone over and made a sincere wish. In this new year of life, I wanted all the love I could get. When I opened my eyes, Marshall's message was at the top of my screen. [Happy Birthday, Linette.] I deleted the message and turned off my phone. In this new year, I decided to keep my love for myself.

“I don’t have a mate or a pup on the way. I’m just proud to have won a pack. If you don’t care about this last competition, Miles, I’m happy to defer to your choice.” “Are you sure, Dante? I don’t want to take anything away from you if you prefer one over the other,” Miles says. “I’m positive. You have more to worry about than I do.” He looks at Jacqueline. “Then, I’d prefer Elias’ old pack. I’d rather be nestled between your pack and Ezra’s. It just feels safer to me right now with so many things still up in the air.” I smile and extend his hand. “Then this pack is yours. Congratulations, neighbor.”

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Gerey asked. “We need to maximize the element of surprise.” Sir. Oswic whispered as a tyronimic growled lowly like a vexed dog. “And you need to conserve your energy, too. The lord of this universe is an aqua Elementalists, but he's like nothing you've ever seen before.” Gerey whose face was red because of the stain from the bloody ground - making him look wild, turned to look at Jeyrin who was at the extreme, Sir. Oswic in the middle.

“It’s a great song. Well, they all are, but I sorta have a liking to that one.” “Really.” Tara looked stunned by my confession. “You mean when you play a song a hundred times a day, that means you have a liking for it.” “I don’t play it a hundred times a day, only ninety-nine.” I stuck my tongue out her. They both just shook their heads at my nonsense. “Well, at least it isn’t One Direction anymore.” Tara looked over my way and questioned me with her eyes. “I…um…I still listen to them occasionally.” I didn’t tell her that meant I listened to them on my way over to the school.

They could finally fix this. "I have already assigned the partners based on your entrance essays," Professor Harrison continued, adjusting his spectacles. "I want conflicting ideas. I want debate." He began reading names. Lucy held her breath. "Adrian Matthews... with Zoe Vance." Lucy was shocked and disappointed. "Oh, Lucy! I’m so sorry. This is so awkward. Do you want me to ask for a switch?" Zoe said. "He said no switches," Lucy managed to say. She looked at Zoe, expecting her to be as frustrated as she was but strangely, she looked excited.

Finally, at six thirty, there was a knock on the door. I stood to open it, and a huge bouquet blocked my view. It was camellias, my favorite flower. Even though my severe allergies and past surgery meant I could barely smell anything, I couldn't help but smile. Harry stood at the back of the group, his gaze gentle, his voice steady. "I love you, Selena." I moved through the crowd, almost running into his arms. "I love you too." But the next second, he didn't hug me back. Instead, he shoved me away with force.

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.

"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?"