One Direction Imagines and Preferences *NOT TAKING REQUESTS ATM*

Liam Imagine..

WARNING - there may be curse words.

You and Liam have been together for quite some time now, roughly a year and a half. you couldn't be happier. You've waited so long to get your life in order and it's finally happening; you've got THE perfect boyfriend, a great job, a nice house and car.

The boys just released their new album and they were having a celebratory party tonight, loads of people will be there.

"Y/n, you almost ready? We have to be at Niall's house a bit early to help the others get setup" you hear your boyfriend call as you finish touching up your lipstick.

The car ride was quiet for the most part, besides the typical "how was work" conversation. You turn the music on to drown out the silence - and your favourite song just happened to be on.

After you arrived to the party, you let Liam go do his thing with the boys while you started chatting to everyone else. You couldn't help but keep your eyes off of Louis for some reason, and he kept looking back at you, looking past the person he was talking to.

Finishing up your conversation with someone you met at the food table, Louis walked over to you.

"Good evening, y/n. You look stunning tonight" he smiled. There was a different look in his eyes tonight, not like they usually are when you make eye contact with him.

"Thank you," you blush a bit, "you're looking pretty spiffy yourself, if I do say so myself" (a/n: lmao why spiffy Taylor, why spiffy?)

He cleared his throat, and looked around you guys. You watch him check down the hallway and then he looks at you, smirking.

"Follow me" he whispers, setting down his beer. He has probably had too many, but you've had too much as well.. You get goosebumps as he starts leading you down the hallway, to Niall's nicely decorated bathroom.

It's wrong. This is so wrong. But you can't pull yourself to push him off of you when he kisses you, roughly.

It gets heated fast, and before you get to do anything else, you hear the door open.

Liam is standing in the doorframe, too many emotions showing on his face. He looks hurt, angry, sad and just pissed off. His eyes are watering and his face is red.

"Y/N? How could you do this to me? LOUIS?! How could you?!" Disappointment is now added to the many emotions displayed on his face.

He storms out angrily and you finally get a reality check. Any sign of being 'buzzed' or drunk now gone, realizing what you just did.

He's gone. He left without you. He is out driving right now, and you have no idea where.

After calling his phone 6 times, you call a taxi to take you home. The boys, except for Louis, offer to drive you home, or to take you to find Liam, but you respectfully decline, as this is now your mess.

* taxi ride home *

All you can think about is how you fucked up. How it is your fault. You followed Louis, you kissed him.

*home*

Liam isn't at home.. Still isn't answering your messages. You can't sleep without him, though. Especially because you're worried sick about him.

You definitely don't blame him for being upset, you fucked up big time.

Somehow, you manage to fall asleep for a few hours on Liam's side of the bed. You hear your door creak open and it wakes you.

As you turn your side lamp on, you see Liam's tear stained face. He avoids eye contact with you as he grabs his duffle bag and starts packing a few things.

"Liam, where are you going?" You say softly.

Clearing his throat, "I'm going to stay at Harry's place for a night or two, y/n" he sounds so, so hurt. You feel so bad because you know you did this to him.

"Can we talk about what you saw?"

"Y/N!" He snaps, making you jump, "I saw you and Louis with your tongues down each other's throats! What is there to talk about?!"

"Liam, we were intoxicated. I'm so sor-"

"No. I don't want to hear your apologies right now, honestly" he's back to being really quiet again, grabbing the rest of his things for the next few nights.

"Okay. I'll give you time.. Do you think you will be able to forgive me, Liam?" You say, your voice cracking at the end accidentally.

"I don't know, y/n. You broke my trust. Louis betrayed me, as did you. I don't know how long I'll take. I'll talk to you soon, I guess." He zips up the bag and walks out of the door.

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I think this is worse than my first ever written&published imagine in this book lol.

I probably won't update for a while after this, tbh.

Read my last update (before this) and you'll understand why. I'm still taking a break but I feel like I owe y'all.

So, bye I guess?

Oh, ps - comment your favourite song :))

-Taylor. :(: