He didn’t mind taking pictures with you and making silly faces but sometimes Harry wanted something sweeter, something he could carry with him on the road. Harry: When Harry got an opportunity to hold you, he took it regardless. His eyes met yours and the expression still lingered and you knew that everything you felt, he felt it too. “I love you so much,” you said, unable to contain the words in your chest. His expression was so tender, so soft it almost broke your heart. His arm was protectively wrapped around you, sheltering you in the warmth of his body but it was his face you couldn’t stop looking at. His lips were slightly smiling and you were beaming, caught up in his embrace. It was love, pure and simple caught in the most perfect of moments. You heard the click of the button and opened your eyes, staring at the moment Niall had so perfectly captured. Your eyes closed and you smiled as his cheek pressed against yours, his nose just by your jaw. “Trust me,” he said nuzzling you with his nose. “Niall, I look awful,” you said at your reflection in the camera. Your back was to his chest as his right arm wrapped around your shoulders and he balanced the camera with his left hand. Come here, Princess,” he opened his arms and willingly you went, his arms bringing you closer. You sat up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. You weren’t sure if Niall had ever asked you that before. “Take a picture with me, please.” You opened your eyes at that. “Hmmm?” you murmured enjoying the feel of his mouth on your skin, eyes still heavy with sleep. “Baby, come here.” He said pressing his warm lips to your shoulder. But instead, it was his turn this morning to bring his camera to life. He liked suspending time for just a little and keeping the memory alive. Niall: Niall was a bit camera shy sometimes, but he never refused you when you came running to him with a camera. The love was pure and uninhibited, and in that simple shot, Liam had captured everything he had ever wanted to tell you because no words could ever do justice for the love he held for you. “Look how perfect that is, look how happy you are!” You barely noticed your face because you were so focused on the way his lips looked on your skin and the adoration in his eyes as he looked at you. He brought the picture up and grinned, showing you. “Capturing the perfect moment,” and with his lips pressed to your hand and the smile on your face, he pressed the shutter button, freezing the moment for all time. “What are you doing?” You asked Liam as he pressed his lips to your knuckles. Instead, he brought your hand to his lips, the screen still pointed at you both. Gladly, you sat down next to him, ready to smile. “Take a picture with me,” he said sliding up the screen so his camera took over. You walked in, looking cuter than usual and a bright smile on your face. ”Babe, come here!” He called from the living room. Whatever picture it is of you both- smiling, laughing, what have you- it was always the back ground on his phone so that when he brought it to life, it was your smiling face he’d see first. They kept him going on tour when he was having a particularly rough day. So when he gets an opportunity to take a picture with you, he doesn’t miss out on it. Liam: He’s a big softy, he’s the first to admit that. #15: The Picture You Take Together - brizzlefromtheblock
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