One Direction Preferences

Song Preference- I Bet.

I Bet- Ciara.

Harry- "Right now it's killing me,

'Cause now I have to find someone else,

When all I wanted was you."

"Are you sure you're ready to do this? I'm sorry for dragging you here, that was stupid." Your  friend questions you in the car. "Yeah, yeah of course it's fine, don't feel bad. Just go head in without me, I'll go inside in a second." You smile to her, nodding your head. She gets out of the car and walks to the up to the restaurant, turning around to make sure you're okay before going inside. You and your ex-boyfriend Harry, Harry Styles broke up last weekend because he found somebody better than you, he says. He says he's sorry it went down like that, but he thinks he truly loves his new girl. He asked you to keep it quiet on why you two broke up though, because he's not ready for his new girlfriend to be exposed to his lifestyle yet. Through your tears you texted him back saying you'd stay quiet, and the last text message you got from Harry was a simple 'Thanks.' You've texted him a few times since then, asking if maybe you two could still be friends and whatnot, but no reply. Your friend dragged you to a speed dating even tonight, telling you you'll find someone ten times better than Harry. But right now in the car, he's all you can think about. Quickly taking out your phone and typing in the number you have memorized, you quickly text: Right now it's killing me, 'cause now I have to find someone else, when all I wanted was you." You hit send before thinking it over, then you get out of your friends car and join her inside the restaurant in an impossible hunt for a man ten times better than Harry.

Zayn- "I bet you start loving me,

Soon as I start loving someone else,

Somebody better than you."

You get home after a long day at work, coffee stained on your shirt and a tear in your yoga pants. You get inside your apartment immediately changing into a pair of pajamas sinc they're comfy and you have nowhere to go to tonight. Your sit on your couch and take out your phone, going to check that text message you got while driving home. "Hey, I know it's my fault we split up, and I'm sorry. I didn't know you'd move on so quickly, and I guess that hurts. I don't want to fuck up any relationship you might have gotten into since I left, but I know now that I love you. I fucking love you (Y/N), and I'm sorry." Attached to the message is a photo of you and the guy you went out for drinks with last weekend. You don't know the number, but you have a feeling you know who it is. But to be safe, you text back asking who it is. "Oh, you've already deleted my number. It's Zayn." You and Zayn split up a month ago, he said he didn't know if he loved you after an eight month relationship, and you knew with all your heart you loved him. If he couldn't realize then he loved you, why could he realize now? Instead of texting him back, you sit on your couch confused as ever.

Niall- "I can take care of me and I can find someone else to do it too, baby."

"Oh fuck you Niall! I can't believe you just said that!" You shout, slamming your bedroom door on your boyfriend. "What? You can't believe I said your dress made you look like a slut? Because it does (Y/N)! And I'd appreciate it if my girlfriend didn't show up at my interview looking like a fucking class A hooker!" He says, banging on the wall once he realizes you locked the door. "Let me in this room right now! It's my house, I pay the fucking bills not you!" He continues banging as you stuff more clothes into a suitcase. "I can't believe instead of telling me that maybe you didn't like my outfit you told national television Niall! Do you realize how many shitty people will hate me now, all because you didn't like my damn outfit!?" You say opening the door fast, making it hit the wall it's on. "Where are you going?" He ignores your last comment, seeing the suitcase in your hand making him lower his voice an octave. "I'm getting out of here, I'm tired of you treating me like you're so high and mighty! If you can't accept me for who I am then fuck it Niall, I'm not going to change myself so I don't have to worry about my boyfriend calling me a slut to thousands, if not millions, of people!" You continue to shout, pushing past his unmoving body so you can go downstairs. "Where will you go? You don't have a place to stay!" He calls down to you. "I can take care of myself, or I can find someone who can do it for me." You say, slamming the door behind you.

Louis- "I wasn't born yesterday, not me, can't get that over me, not me,

I love you but I won't be a fool for you."

"Sorry I'm late (Y/N), Niall asked me to help him get ready for his date tonight." Louis announces before giving you a kiss at the restaurant booth you're already in. "Hmm, it's okay." You say as he sits across from you, noting the discoloring of his neck obviously made by a lipstick that is definitely not yours. "Are you okay love? I promise I'm sorry, I wouldn't have been late if I had the choice, Niall was just getting all worked up about this date. You know how he is, if he finds a girl he likes he-" "He doesn't lie about being late to a date with her? He doesn't cheat on her for weeks and expect her to not notice? He doesn't show up late to their date with lipstick still on his neck from another woman?" You cut him off, using the timing to make your knowledge known. "What do you mean? Of course Niall wouldn't do that..." Louis says, swallowing a lump in his throat trying to not act paranoid. "Did you think I didn't know? Lou, I'm not a stupid girl, I know you're seeing someone else. And you know what? I'm not going to sit around and let it happen. I love you Louis, I really do. But I'm not going to play stupid while you're off doing God knows what with someone else. If you decide to drop your side-acts, maybe I'll come back. But for now, my moving trucks will be at your house tomorrow." You say, getting up from the booth you waited thirty minutes at before Louis showed up, and walk out the restaurant door to your car.

Liam: "I mean I would stay if you could tell the truth,

But you can't, no matter how much time I ask."

"I'm home!" Liam calls, walking through the front door of your house at three in the morning. "Where were you? I thought you were just going to Louis' to play some Fifa?" You ask him, putting down the book you were reading to give him your attention. "We had a change of plans." He shrugs, sitting in the recliner and turning on the television. "Well where did you go?" You ask as he searches through channels. "We didn't go anywhere important." He says as he sighs, not finding anything amusing on the tv so he settles for re-runs of How I Met Your Mother. "Can you tell me about your night? I bet it was better than mine." You ask him, deciding to stop asking the same question. "We didn't really do anything." "Liam..." You sigh, putting your face in your hands. "I'm trying to make this work, but it's honestly hard with you sometimes." "What do you mean it's hard with me sometimes?" He asks, looking at you for the first time since he's been home. "I mean it's hard when you go out almost every night and come home late. I try to trust you and not question you but everytime I even just try to ask how your night went you shrug me off with answers like 'we didn't do anything' and it's hard, I know you're not telling me the truth and it scares me." "Well if you don't trust me, why are you here?" He asks. "Honestly Liam?" You ask, looking up at him to wait for his nod to continue. "I don't know why I'm here anymore. I only stay because I hope the next time you go out you'll tell me the truth, but it doesn't seem like that's happening anytime soon. I think I'll head out in the morning, because I'm only staying if you give me the truth and I'm tired of waiting for it." You stand from the couch, heading upstairs to the guest bedroom where you plan on staying tonight. 

A/N Hey guys I'm sorry I've just been obsessed with song prefs recently so if I write a bunch of them don't be too mad. I really like this one and I tried to end each one as if it could be continued so maybe I'll do a part two???? I don't know, I'll figure it out I just know I'm not the best at making multi-part things but we'll see. I'm going to write some more rn since I'm in the writing mood, so maybe I'll update more tonight if you're lucky.

Siam <3