One Direction Preferences

Preference 16- Silent Treatment.

Silent Treatment:

Louis: "(Y/N), please talk to me." He whispers as he twirls a bit of your hair around his finger. He has just thrown a string of nasty remarks at you in the heat of the moment. Not on purpose. He was angry and had to take his anger out on something so he took it out on you. You're mad of course, but you're not super mad at him. You get up to go and get a drink, and of course, Louis follows you like a little lost puppy trying to get you to say something to him. You start running the tap, filling your cup with water. You take a sip of water and just as you're about to gulp Louis nudges your back, making you nearly choke on your water. "LOUIS?!" You scream, scared that you almost chocked. You're about to say something else to him but he comes over to you and smashes his lips onto yours. He pulls away and whispers, "you spoke."

Zayn: Zayn is refusing to speak to you after you accidently broke his expensive pair of sunglasses, or what you think are his. You've tried apologizing many times to him but he just hums to himself and pretends he doesn't hear what you said. "Alright, two can play at this game, Malik." You huff. So you don't bother apologizing anymore. After a while he becomes confused with what's going on, he starts wondering why you're not saying anything. "I give up!" You say throwing your hands in the air, going out of the door to go and buy him a new pair. "Where are you going?" He comes over and says, thinking your leaving. "I'm going to get you a new pair of sunglasses." You say. He looks at you for a few minutes before breaking out in hysterical laughter. "YOU FELL FOR IT! Haha!" He screams and starts hugging you. "What? What do you mean?" Your eyebrows knit together in confusion. He takes a breath and starts explaining, "I bought a pair of sunglasses that looked exactly like my real ones, and put them in a place where I KNEW you would break them. So you think they're my real ones but they were only two pound fifty." You scowl at him and start hitting him with your purse. "ZAYN!" You laugh. You pout at him, "that wasn't funny." He looks at you and walks over to you and gives you a sweet little kiss.

Liam: You turn and face Liam who is sitting with puppy eyes. "I'm sowwy." He says in a baby voice. You smile faintly and turn to face him. His eyes light up thinking you're going to say something to him. But you just lean over and get the T.V remote. You smile to yourself. Liam called you annoying so you're not going to annoy him because you're not going to speak. Simple. "(Y/N), please talk to me." He pleads again. Without thinking you say, "why should I, I'll just give you a headache because I'm that annoying." Liam's fist flies up in the air with glee, "YES!" he leans over and pecks your cheek, "Sowwy." He whispers in your ear in that cute little baby voice.

Niall: It all started when Niall wrote a song for you and you couldn't listen because you were late for your job interview. So you couldn't listen to his song. Niall thinks you didn't want to listen to his song so now he's not speaking to you. "Niall! I GOT THE JOB!" You say again close to him so he might have a reaction. "Niall?" You sit next to him while he strums happily on his guitar, "Niall what've I done?" He still just sits there and strums random chords. You sigh and get up to put a tissue in the bin, when you open the lid you see a crumpled up piece of paper on the top. You pick it up and unfold it, Nialls' handwriting is all over the page, written in pencil. You read through some of the lyrics, they're about you. It says about your eyes, and your smile. You rush straight into the living room where Niall is sat still strumming. "Niall, look at me?" He lifts his head up and looks at the piece of paper in your hand, nods, then goes back to his guitar. "Why is this in the bin?" You question. He doesn't lift his head up from the guitar, "Because I didn't think you were that interested to be honest. I tried to get you to listen this morning but you rushed out before I could even start."

"Because I had a job interview..." you hint. He gently lifts his head up and you hand him the sheet of paper. Where he happily plays the song for you.

Harry: Earlier on, Harry had accidentally spilled boiling hot coffee onto your lap, and didn't even say sorry. When you started yelling at him for not apologizing he started going off it. So you decided not to speak to him. "(Y/N), it's not that big a deal." "(Y/N), it's not that big a deal." Is all he's saying. "It is a big deal! I've got huge red marks on both my thighs! It is a big bloody deal you could of scolded me!" He smirks and frowns at the same time. "Aw, I'm sorry baby." He comes and wraps his big muscular arms around you and kisses your head, "at least you spoke to me." He adds. You smile as you both lean in for a kiss.

A/N: Sorry Harry and Liam is so short. I promise I'll make it up in the next few preferences!:)