*when you're upset*
Liam-
He makes you a hot bath, filling it up with bubbles then go to the bedroom where you are. He moves a strand of hair out of your tired face, then takes your hand gently, leading you to the bathroom.
No words were needed, he just kissed your temple, then turned to leave. You stop him grabbing his wrist gently, "Do you want to join?" you ask tentatively. He smiles softly.
You enjoy his presence and a little later he whispers"I'm sorry love." you turn to face him, and kiss his wet lips softly "It's alright." you whisper back.
Zayn-
As soon as you start crying he realizes how far all this has actually gone. He knows that this is his fault and he's on the verge of tears himself. before you can run, he quickly steps forward, wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling your body into his. Your feet leave the floor slightly as he hugs you tightly, his face hiding in the crook of your neck, you the same.
Niall-
The shouting dies down and you just glare angrily at him. You run to your room, slamming the door behind you. His angry Expression crumples into one of guilt, knowing that this fight was pointless. He sighs grabbing his guitar. "I'm so sorry love." you hear outside the door. You don't budge, until you hear soft strumming and his sweet voice reach your ears. he sings softly hoping you will open the door, and forgive him. A little while later the singing stops, you curiously open the door see him with his eyes closed as he's leaning against the wall. You lay down in his lap, and he stirs. He smiles sadly at you, kissing you softly before laying down beside you, whispering "I love you" as you drifted off.
Harry-
You end up asleep, exhausted from the day. He walks in and gently wakes you. he takes your hand, kisses the back of it and guides you out to the back garden. You gasp lightly and turned to him. "Harry..." you start but he simply runs his fingers over your lips, silencing you. he leaned forward, his lips replacing his fingers. "I'm Sorry." he whispers softly, and you both sit down at the table set for two, candles and flower petals surrounding you, lanterns shining softly above you.
Louis-
You sit on the couch face blank, tear tracks glistening in the little light the lamp provided. He walks in then coming over to you and kneeling. "Love, please, I'm sorry." he pleads. You just stare at him blankly. His eyes turn mischievous and he tackles you to the couch. "How about I make it up to you." he suggests. You try to hold back your smirk, but he starts to kiss you, down your jawline, your neck, and collarbones. You let out a little sigh. He looks up at you, eyes hopeful. You crack a smile and he knows he has been forgiven. "I'm sorry, I love you." he gently says and scoops you up bringing you to bed.
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tada! my first imagine hehe. Hope it was ok and I'll proabably write more! so yea :)
xxKalysta
