One Direction Preferences

Your parents get divorced

Harry: Screaming. Your parents were screaming again. You got up and went to your little sisters room. You peeked in and saw her with a pillow over her head. You walk on and lay next to her on the bed wrapping a comforting arm around her. “Hey, need to talk?” you ask removing the pillow from her ears. She shakes her head, but hugs you closer and starts crying into your chest. “Shhh..” you soothe rubbing her back. Your parents had been fighting for a while now, and things wern’t looking up. Most of the time your dad was sleeping on the couch and they were constantly silent towards each other, unless they were fighting. You always wanted to cry but feared your sister would be shaken even worse. Your phone rang and you answered. “Hey Harry.” you say a little sadly. “They fighting again?” he asks already knowing by the tone of your voice. “Yes, it was only a matter of time.” Your sister looks up at you with horrified eyes. You leave her room and go outside “Do you want me to come over?” he asks. “Yes please babe. It would make us feel better.” “Ok, I’ll be over in a few minutes.” You hang up and walk outside trying not to listen to your parents as you walk to the porch. “God, this was such a mistake! How could I ever love you?” your mom snapped as you closed the door. Your eyes stung with tears, that one hurt. Harry showed up a few minutes later and you collapsed into him. He held you tightly as you stained his shirt with tears. “Hey, come on Y/N, lets get your sister and hang out in your room ok?” You nod wiping your eyes and led him into the house. “What a self centered bitch you turned out to be. Biggest mistake ever.” Your father shouted and you felt your heart tear a bit. Harry hurried you to get you out of the battlefield. You grabbed your sister and went to your room. Harry blasted your music and you all had a good laugh,until your parents walked into your room. “Y/N, we need to talk.” You gave Harry a look and he squeezed your hand before you followed your mom and dad downstairs. “Y/N, your dad and I are going to split. Things just arn’t working out. Ok sweetie? I know this is hard, but…” You burst in tears screaming “Why not? Huh? You’re supposed to love us all as a family. So why the hell not?” you run up to the bathroom and slam the door. A few minutes later there’s a knock. “Go away. Whoever you are, just leave me alone.” you say tears still spilling over your tired eyes. “Y/N?” Harry’s voice travels through the door. You sigh, needing him. You open the door and then sit back down on the floor. He sits next to you silent as you continue to cry until he finally asks “What happened?” You sigh hugging him “They’re splitting up Harry, for good. What am I going to tell,… How am I going to tell her?” He rubs your arm “Let’s just focus on you for a change ok? Let’s focus on you.” He squeezes you and you just sit there thinking and hugging Harry. “Thank you Harry. I really needed this.” He kisses the top of your head and whispers “I’m always here babe. Forever.”

Liam: “Hello?” you called through your parent’s unlocked door. You and your husband Liam were here for a visit, and to tell them about their grandchild to be. You couldn’t be more excited but Liam was a little worried about what your father would say. “He’s going to know we’ve had sex.” He worries fiddling with your hand after you walk to the couch. You laugh “I think he expected it babe. That it was only a matter of time.” He only smiled at your response but continued with your hand. “Hello!” you mother says walking through the door. You got up and hugged her as Liam did the same. You were surprised that she didn’t notice your small bump, but you brushed that off. “Where’s dad?” you ask grabbing Liam’s hand again. Your mother sighs “Around here somewhere.” You nod getting up and head to the basement, his mancave. “Hey dad. We’re here.” you say seeing him sitting in his Lay-Z-Boy. “Hey Y/N, good to see you. Dear are we getting a little chunky there? Oh well it doesn’t matter since you’re married now.” You roll your eyes, wanting to tell your parents together that you were pregnant. “Why don’t we all go out for dinner? Our treat.” He smiled “Sounds good to me, now just try to convince your mom.” You raised an eyebrow as he got up and slipped his shoes on. Your mom agreed to go out and you were having a nice time until you had that sick feeling. You rush to the bathroom, and be sick. Tears spill over from your eyes. You hated this. The feeling finally passed and you rinsed your mouth out before going back out to the table. When you got there there was a terrible silence, a bad vibe between your parents. You knew they had been fighting. “What are you two fighting about?” You ask, slowly sitting down as Liam wrapped his hands on your waist. You lean your head to his chest not being hungry anymore. “Nothing, it’s just your father’s ass ways.” you mother says sourly. “Yes, it’s me. It’s always been my fault. Because I haven’t been the one sleeping on the couch and trying to do nothing but please you. Yes it’s my fault this is falling apart.” Your jaw dropped, you had never heard them fight like that. “You know what, we shouldn’t have to put a show on for Y/N. Let’s just get it out there. We’re getting divorced.” she spits out and tears well in your eyes. You feel like you can’t breathe. You stare at them trying to comprehend. “Breathe Y/N, breathe.” You stagger in a deep breath then whisper “Why? You were always supposed to stay together. It’s like the world’s turned upside down.” you were getting that feeling again so you grasp your stomach and breathe. “Y/N are you feeling ok?” your mom asks reaching out to your hand, but you pull it away, and snap “No mom, the whole reason we came down here was to tell you I’m pregnant. Not to see you two break up.” With that you get up and leave their shocked faces and go outside. The cold air helps a little, but it doesn’t stop your tears. Liam follows you and hugs you trying to make you feel better “Liam, they were never supposed to break up. It was going to last forever. What if… What if that’s us in 40 years?” you gasp at the fear. “I know this is hard, but we aren’t them. We have something so special. You will always be my one and only. Let’s make our own future ok?” You nod stopping the tears that are falling, and hug him making you feel better for a while.