Harry: "ONE DIRECTION! ONE DIRECTION! ONE DIRECTION!" You heard girls chanting from the hotel lobby. You groaned, rolling over in your bed. How were you supposed to sleep being in the same hotel as the famous boy band One Direction? You were on the third floor, and you could hear the fãs all the way in the lobby. All of a sudden, you heard shrieking and girls shouting, "Zayn! Louis!! Over here!" With that, you threw your covers off and grabbed a hoodie. You threw it on with a pair of plaid pajama shorts and stormed out the door of your hotel room, not caring what you looked like. Sure, you were a fan, but you were still going to complain to the hotel management, because this was becoming too much. How were you supposed to get any sleep? You angrily stomped down the hallway, and just as you turned the corner you ran right into none other than Harry Styles. You stumbled backwards, and apologized. He looked at you, up and down ad grinned. "Nice outfit..." he laughed. You glared, and pushed past him. You were too tired for this. He quickly grabbed your arm, "Sorry, love, I was kidding." "Whatever," you said. "I was just on my way to make a noise complaint." He sighed, and sat down, patting the ground seguinte to him as an indication to sit. You slid down, not passing up an opportunity to talk to Harry Styles. He explained to you about how much he cared about his fans, and begged you not to get them kicked out. Soon enough, you two moved on to other topics of discussion and before you knew it, you had been talking for hours. You ended up exchanging numbers, and skypes. After the boys left the hotel, you and Harry spent a lot of time keeping in touch. That night in the hotel was the start of a beautiful relationship.

Niall: "Is anyone else getting hungry?" You asked your three friends while you were out shopping in London. You had just passed a Nando's and your stomach started grumbling, making you realize how hungry you were. "Nope, not really!" One of your friends said in response, as the rest of them nodded in agreement with her. "Okay, well I'm just gonna grab some Nando's! I'll catch up with you." You walked into the restaurant, and stood in line to place your order. All of a sudden, you heard screaming, and a huge man walked through the door, shielding someone behind him. Your coração started pounding. It couldn't be him, there was no way you were that lucky! Sure enough however, Niall Horan stepped out from behind the security guard. It took every ounce of willpower you had not to start jumping up and down, screaming and fangirling. Niall walked over and stood in line right behind you. You ordered your usual peri-peri chicken, and Niall tapped you on the shoulder. He laughed, "That's my favourite too!" You thought you were going to pass out, so you just grinned stupidly at him, and introduced yourself. "Well I'm Niall, it's nice to meet you." He replied. "Would you like to eat with me? So I don't get lonely?" He grinned. You nodded in agreement, and the two of you sat and ate together. You hit it off right away, and you were really enjoying yourself. Let's just say, that wasn't your last lunch at Nando's together.

Liam: You sat in the car seguinte to your mom, staring out the window angrily. She was dragging you to a wedding of one of her old friend's daughters, who's family you had never even met. Now, you were being forced to go to this wedding, and to topo, início it all off, you were missing your best friend's party. As soon as your mom pulled up in front of the hotel where the wedding was being held, your jaw dropped. It was like a castle! You walked in and took your seat. The beautiful ceremony finished, and the reception began. You sat at your assigned table, bored, waiting for your mom to tell you that you were leaving. Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around, expecting it to be your mom, but instead you saw a very good looking teenage boy standing there. "Um, hey.." You said. "Hello, love, I'm Liam Payne. Would you like to dance?" His British accent was to die for, and Brits were your week spot, so you immediately accepted. "How are you enjoying the wedding? You seemed bored." he asked, as the two of you slowly danced around. "No, no! It's beautiful! So how do you know the family?" You replied. He laughed. "Well actually, I'm the bride's brother." The two of you continued to get to know each other well into the evening, and eventually, the seguinte Payne wedding that was held was yours.

Zayn: "I'm sorry, miss, but this assento has been double booked. We do have a free assento in first class though. Please, follow me." You nodded, smiling, and followed the friendly flight attendant to the first class section of the plane to take your new seat. You and two of your friends were flying into Heathrow Airport in London, to finally visit Europe. You had been planning this trip forever, and it was finally here. You put your headphones in, and closed your eyes, trying to get a bit of sleep. Just then, someone tapped your shoulder. "Sorry, I just need to get in there," a very attractive teenage boy said to you as you took out your headphones. "I have the window seat." He smiled at you as you let him in, and all you could do was stare. He was beautiful! You gave him a quick smile back, and then looked away, awkwardly. "My name's Zayn." He said to you. "I'm... I'm um, (Y/N)." You stammered. He just looked so perfect, you were starstruck. "It's nice to meet you, (Y/N)." he smirked at you. You nodded your agreement. He laughed at your awkwardness, and kept talking until you became mais comfortable. As the plane landed, you exchanged phone numbers, and went your separate ways. As soon as you and your friends got into your taxi, your cell phone rang and you picked up. "So when can I see you again?" Was the first thing you heard Zayn say. The two of you ended up spending a lot of time together while you were in England, and it was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

Louis: You stood in line with your best friend, gripping her hand tightly. You were finally going to meet your favorito band, One Direction. You had worked for the entire summer, and as soon as tickets went on sale in your início town, you were the first to buy V.I.P tickets to meet them. You had never been so excited. The line was inching forward, slowly, and after about 2 hours of waiting, you were finally almost at the front of the line. After another five minutos of waiting, you and your friend were finally at the front. The boys greeted you warmly, and you hugged them all. As soon as you felt Louis's arms embrulho, envoltório around you, you felt yourself melt. You had always had a soft spot for Louis, and you couldn't believe you were standing in front of him. As you and your friend posed for pictures, you and Louis stood seguinte to each other. He couldn't keep his eyes off of you. Your coração was pounding, and your stomach was full of butterflies. When security told you that your turn was over and you had to leave, you felt your coração drop. You hugged Niall, Harry, Zayn, and Liam all goodbye, and when you got to Louis, you felt him slide a piece of paper into your hand. You pulled away from his hug, and looked at him questioningly, but he just winked at you. You and your friend said goodbye, and walked out. You looked at the paper, and you felt like screaming. "Call me ;)" was scrawled across the paper alone with his number, and that night, you did. You ended up going on a encontro, data the seguinte day, and you've been together ever since.