Zayn: "Zayn, boo, please eat something" you begged (again!) as you tugged on the sheets. He stayed curled up in a ball and muffled something that sounded like "I dont wanna," into the pillow. "Can you please at least eat some crackers? I cant give you more medicine if you don't eat anything." He sat up in bed, slowly, and pouted. "Can you just cuddle me? That's all I want," he said, and you saw this as your opportunity to compromise. "If you eat something like a good boy, i'll stay and cuddle with you." He said nothing, just nodded, and you sat in bed next to him with a pack of crackers, and fed them to him, one by one, until you felt that he'd eaten enough. "Now?" he asked, as he pulled you closer by your waist. You spent the rest of your afternoon laying in bed with Zayn, legs intertwined, his arm around your torso, and your head on his chest.

Liam: "Stop walking around so much, I promise I don't need anything else, just sit and watch the movie with me" he said as you went to turn up the heater, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable, "Are you sure? Do you need another blanket babe? Some-" "No, just come and cuddle," he says with a small smile.

Niall: Niall was sick and needy as ever. He asks for one thing, and two minutes later, he asked for another. "Babe do this," "Baby, please get me that" You knew that he wasn't feeling well, but the whining was getting ridiculous. It was the middle of the night and you had fallen asleep on the couch while watching tv. You heard Niall's voice waking you "Come to bed, i can't sleep,- Oh wait could you possibly make me a sandwich?"