(A/N: Trigger warning, based on my research of this topic there are going to be some touchy and triggering subjects mentioned so please read at your own risk!)
Your Destructive Behavior...
Harry: Compulsiveness
Something about seeing those lottery and slot machines everywhere gave you an immense high, you always seem to win really big but then you lose it all right after. For a while Harry humored you, he thought it was cute how excited you got when you played on the machines. Then he started noticing how much time, energy and money you were putting into these machines, he decided to do a bit of an experiment while you guys were out.
He took you into a mall, one you guys frequented, but he kept a hold of your hand tightly. You went to pull away, headed in the direction of the 'skills' room but hem kept a hold of your hand. You tried to pull away again, yielding the same result.
"Harry" You chuckle "I am just going to the skills machines"
"Sweetheart as someone who loves you I think that I should tell you. . .I think you have a problem" You just stare at him, you think back to all the moments you actually were playing these machines and how much time you spent on them while out with Harry. And the fact them you somehow end up losing it all in the end anyway makes you question just how much trouble you may be in.
Liam: Drinking
Liam wasn't much of a drinker, of course with the kidney problem he is weary of doing anything that can jeopardize him getting well and staying well. So when he noticed you starting to pick up a drinking habit he became extremely concerned. What he didn't realize is that an aunt that you had been close to had passed away just a couple of weeks ago. Unfortunately he wouldn't have any clue that this happened because you didn't tell him.
Several more weeks went by with you going down this dark road, when you came in hammered from a night with friends he decided that enough was enough. When you came into the bed room and fell onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling, just breathing slowly he decideds to confront you. You didn't take kindly to this but you realized what a problem this had become, your dad was a drunk and so when you realized that you were falling right in line with his old habits you knew that this could not go on any longer.
Louis: Self-Degrading
You grew up in a household where a compliment or words of affirmation were and extremely rare occurrence. You were more degraded than anything in your home because your parents never spoke to each other with kindness and so they didn't treat you any differently than they did each other. Your father was always very harsh, the smallest thing would set him into a rage of rude and nasty words.
You dropped a plastic cup once, an empty plastic cup, and the sheer noise of that cup hitting the floor threw him into a fit of calling you the worst names you have ever heard in your life. Well as life continued on and continued on the way life tends to, this habit only became worse, only now it wasn't your parents calling you those things, now it was you calling you those things. One afternoon as Louis was napping in the other room, you dropped one your plates on the floor. It shattered into a million pieces, as you watched them scatter everywhere you felt sad and then you felt angry.
"You dumbass" You start as you bend down to start picking up the pieces "How can you be so fucking stupid" You move slightly to pick up another large piece but it slides across your finger making you retreat quickly.
"Moron, look what the hell you did to yourself, how can you be so damn dense"
"I have heard just about enough of that" Louis walks in groggily, you look up at him
"What"
"I am tired of hearing you call yourself all those names just for making simple and easily fixable mistakes, I wont hear another peep of it do you understand? One more thing and I will literally grab the bar of soap from the dish." It was tough for a while there but it got easier once you realized Louis wasn't kidding about the soap thing. . .learned that the hard way.
Niall: Alienation
You spent your entire life as an adult, from the time you about 5 or 6 years old you have had to be an adult. You were always less important than anyone and everything else in your home. You do realize that this isnt necessarily something anyone did on purpose but when you had things going on around you that became somewhat of priority, you were left to figure out life on your own.
This means that a lot of times when things bother you or overwhelm you, you start to alienate yourself from everything. You decide that this is something you are going to have tom figure out on your own because no one else is going to help you so you will do it on your own. But Niall was not like this in any way. He was more of a hands on boyfriend, he was more than willing to help you figure things out but because of habit you didn't let him in very often. You of course knew this and you tried so desperately to let him know it isn't his fault, but he cant help but feel like it is.
"(Y/N) sweetheart, has something been bothering you lately"
"No I am fine" you lie, "I am all good"
"Will you please. . .please let me help you work out whatever you're going through"
"I can do it myself!"
"No, you cant, and that is okay, I am here to help you, please, I don't want you to have to do it on your own anymore" You knew he meant it, you were gonna try to let him in, but this is not something that can be unlearned overnight. And you told him that and he said that he was fine helping out with whatever you needed.
Zayn: Chronic Avoidance
He actually had this same problem a lot of times. He wasnt one for conflict or interaction, he has always been quiet and will most likely always be quiet. But when it came to you his shell really came off and he was very into you and letting you have all of him. The problem was, as time went on and the fans got to be more and more gruesome to you, you have been avoiding him. At this point the five out of six months youve been dating youve been avoiding him.
You didnt live together or have even gotten engaged but this happened to your last few boyfriends as well and it caused your relationship to end. You were pretty much scared of committment because you didnt think you were good enough for anyone. You thought that maybe if you avoided them and get them to break up with you sooner you wont have to go through worse heartbreak later unexpectedly.
You sat in your house at the picture window, on the ledge, reading a book, when your phone buzzes beside you. When you see Zayn's name on your screen you sigh. You hit ignore and this worried Zayn it wasnt like you to not answer. But he had no idea that you were trying to avoid him so he shows up at your house.
You hear a loud banging on your door and his voice shouts outside the door. Your picture windoe has curtains on it so you cant really see in unless you open those curtains, so you know he didnt see you.
"(Y/N) are you in there?"
"Zayn" you sigh. You ignore the kbocking as it continues then all of a sudden his figure appears in the window.
"(Y/N) I knoe youre ditting on the ledge, its your favorite spot especially when youre upset, please stop avoiding me."
You sigh again before opening the curtains. His face appears. Smiling he watches as you slowly unlock the window and he begings to remove the screen so he can climb through. You giggle at him as he menuevers through the small window to sit on the window with you.
"Zayn"
"(Y/N) why are you avoiding me"
"Its something I do" you shrug "I figure its better than getring my heart broken. And besides the fans have been too much I figure if I avoid being near ypu they will go away"
"Well youre wrong on a few accounts. One, you arent gonna get your heart broken. Two, the fans will never go away. And three, Avoiding me wont make me break up with you, it just shows me how much we have in common, but Id really like it if we could work on this problem together"
"You dont hate me?"
"No way! I love you! But we have to work on your avoidance issues, and so do I, so lets do it together"
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