One Direction Preferences

#25: He Makes You Cry. [Part 2]

Harry:

After a few minutes, you hear your bedroom door open slowly. Harry steps in, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. His lower lip is pulled into his mouth. He leans on the door frame without saying a word. You pull the covers up and turn the other way. "Babe, I'm sorry." He says slowly. You can hear the sympathy in his voice. You keep facing away from him, not offering anything back. "I was rude. Really...I'm sorry. There's no reason you should forgive me, but I do mean that." There's a brief moment of silence and then you hear a shuffle of covers. You turn around to see Harry folding up a few blankets. "What are you doing?" You say softly. "You probably don't want to be bothered with me. I'll sleep downstairs." He begins to walk away, but you stop him. "Don't be silly, Harry. Sleep here. It's fine." He turns around and makes his way over to the bed. You pull down the covers for him and he slides in and wraps his arms around you. "I love you more than anything, you know that? I never want to make you cry."

Liam:

After putting away Liam's shoes you sit on your bed and stare ahead at the wall, still hurt by Liam ignoring you. You wipe away the tears when you hear Liam's footsteps in the hall. "There you are." He says quietly. "I missed you down there." "Oh, did you?" You say sharply. "Yeah...I did. I'm sorry. Please don't cry. I was being a dick...I'm so sorry." "I just feel like you ignore me sometimes." You whisper. "Babe..." Liam sits next you and wipes a few of your stray tears away. "You know I could never ignore you. You're all I see..." He kisses your neck softly. "I understand if you don't want me in here tonight." "No, it's fine. Just...promise me something?" Liam smiles gently. "Anything beautiful. "Promise me you'll never lose interest? Please..." "I would never. I could never, ever lose interest in you. You're my everything and I love you."

Louis:

You can hear the front door creak open and Louis step in quietly. You shift on the couch cushions bringing Louis' attention to you. He walks over, his hands behind his back. "I know it doesn't really make up for how big of an ass I am right now...but..." He pulls out a dozen roses from behind his back. Each rose more beautiful than the next. "I couldn't find a florist open at this hour, but I managed to find one a few minutes outside the city. I hope you don't mind that it took so long." He hands the roses to you. "Wow.." you say, breathless. "These are beautiful." "Well, anything for you. Especially since I've been shit lately." "No, I...I'm sorry." "Don't apologize. You did nothing wrong." You look to the trash can. "I might have throw your present away." Louis' smile broadens. "Of course you did. I love you my little fireball." He kisses the top of your head lightly "Don't worry about it babe. As long as you're happy."

Niall:

After you've finally thrown away all the food you prepared, crying through it all, you sink down into the chair at your kitchen table. You bury your face in your hands, exhausted and hurt. You sit there for a moment until you hear Niall shuffling around. "You're still awake?" He says, a little stunned. "You care?" You bite back. "I do...very much. What...what happened?" "Oh, I don't know Niall. I made you a special dinner since we never even see each other anymore. I thought you might want to spend a little time with me." You can feel the tears coming again. "Don't cry. Nooo...ahhh, man." Niall walks over and sits next to you. "I don't know if I can take that." "Don't worry about it." "But, I do. You're my girlfriend. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I just let you cry?" You wipe away the tears and narrow your eyes. "The kind that completely ignores the fact that I tried to do something nice..." Niall looks around the kitchen, seeing now that you threw everything away. "Oh...wow. I didn't even...I'm...I'm so sorry. You don't have to do things like this for me. I'm perfectly fine with just having you wrapped up next to me." "I just wanted to make something special." "You're special. You're special to me. And that's all I need."

Zayn:

You can feel Zayn shift next to you after a few minutes. He flicks the light on and tugs on the covers. "Babe? Are you asleep?" You think about pretending to be asleep, but then you shift and say, "No..." "Can we talk?" Now he wants to talk? Great. "I'm kind of tired." "Alright. I'll talk then." You keep facing away from him, only hearing his voice. "I'm a little worried that I might lose you. I know you don't like being in the spotlight...and I know it really bothers you. I'm just having a hard time with it. I know I shouldn't act like this, but you're still here." You shift under the covers, turning to face him. "But you don't have to act like that." "I know. I know." "Then why do it?" Zayn bites his lip. "To keep you here. Sometimes I get annoyed with everyone. Everyone questions why we're together. I know it gets to you. I just don't want you to question it...I never questioned why I love you. I just do." "I never question it, Zayn. You know that I love you." Zayn moves closer to you. "I know...I just don't want that to change." You smile and kiss his nose lightly. "That will never change." He kisses your lips gently. "And I will always love you."