One Direction Preferences

You break up but he wants to get back together

A7N I DIDN'T WRITE ZAYN AND LOUIS PREFERENCES CUZ' I WAS A LAZY BUM,SORRY :(

Harry: “Harry, I can’t do this anymore love.” you cry into his shoulder. He hugs you tightly saying “Please Y/N, we can get through this, I promise. Let me try to make it better.” You let him go and wipe your eyes “It didn’t help the first time you told them to stop, or the second, or the third, or even the fourth time, what makes you think that this time will be any different?” you say, turning from him, grabbing your keys. “I swear I’ll make it stop. All the words, the insults, the pictures, they’ll all go away I swear.” he said, grabbing your arm. He spun you around, and you could see the pain in his eyes, the pain in his chest, and the pain in his head all showed through those green tear stained eyes. “Harry-” you began but cut you off, letting his lips meet yours. He pushes into it harder, but you stop him, tears falling from your eyes. “Please Harry,  can’t. I can’t do this anymore. but if it makes you feel better, I’ll always love you.” He graons and lets your arm go “That just makes me feel worse. About how I couldn’t do better. Please?” he begs one last time before you shake your head, and stumble out of the flat, getting in your car and driving anywhere. You shut your phone off, having already gotten six calls from Harry, and you keep going, removing him from your life completely

~ 6 months later~

You had just got off work so you turned your phone on and got in your car, heading for your flat. Once you had started driving, your phone started ringing, off the hook. You pulled to the side of the road, and picked it up. It was a number you recognized, but never wanted to see again. Harry, the man whose heart you broke a thousand times over was calling you. You didn’t want ot cause him anymore pain, but you missed him. If you could just see his eyes again you could die happily. You bit your lip, contemplating, but pressed ignore, and continued to drive back to your flat. When you had finally parked and walked up to the porch you found Harry there, sitting up, knees up to his chest, and he was biting his knuckle. “Y/N?” he asked looking away from his thoughts to you. His eyes were red like they had never recovered from the night you left him. He stood up and walked over to you. “Look, I know you’re not willing to try this again, but I really needed to see you again. I’ve missed you.” he says, on the brink of tears. You can’t help but throw your arms around him and whisper “I missed you too Harry. More than you know.” He squeezes you tighter just like the day you left, like he was trying to make sure it was you he was holding. “Harry, these past six months have been-” but he finished your sentence for you “Hell.” you smile into his shoulder and nod. “Harry, I want to make this work. I obviously can’t live well without you, but I just don’t want things to be like they used to be. I know I can’t do that again.” He nods and says “I know, and I’m doing my best to make sure it won’t happen, I just need you back.” You press your lips firmly to his and smile “It took you long enough.” He laughs and scoops you up, and takes you into your flat, and you did some catching up that you really needed after six months.

Liam:“Liam, can I ask you something?” you asked him one lazy afternoon, as you were cuddled on the couch together. “Sure love, anything.” he replies playing with a strand of your hair. “What do you want for our future?” you ask, lifting his fingers and letting them fall. “What?” he chuckles, sitting up a bit. “What do you want in the future? You know kids, a house, do you ever want to get married?” you say, turning a but in his arms to face him. He bit his lip and looked into your eyes “Well, I hadn’t really ever thought about it. I don’t know. What about you?” You look away, a bit embarrassed ”You have haven’t you?” he asks, lifting your chin, and you nod. I was thinking about how we could get married.” You hesitate but his gentle touch keeps you speaking. “And we would get a bigger flat.” “Mhm.” He says waiting for you to continue. “And then we could grow old together, and live out our days with each other.” He stopped playing with your hair and says “What about kids? Don’t you want a family of our own?” He asks and sits up. You bite your lip and say “Liam, I’ve- I never had seen a life with kids.” You look at him, and his face is expressionless. “You- No kids?” He asks covering his mouth. You shake your head and he asks “Is that ever going to change?” He asks hopefully. You can’t lie to him “No.” You murmur and he lets your hands go. “Love I want a family.” You nod “I know, but I don’t want kids.” You both are silent for a moment before he ventures “So where does that leave us?” You sigh and close your eyes deep in thought. “It’s a time bomb Li. We’re bound to blow up eventually, we want different things. I- I think we may need to end it here, so we don’t waste each other’s time.” He’s silent then he says “This has been a waste if time?” You shake your head fastly “No, this past year has been one of the best ones of my life. But it’s what’s best for us.” He is still silent before he gets up and walks to the bedroom and slams the door shut. He blasts his music, and you know you’re screwed, you arent getting in there tonight. You leave a note saying how sorry you are, and then you walk out, to start your new life without him. ~7 months after Liam’s P.O.V.~ “Oh I’m sorry mam.”I said, bending to get this woman’s phone. I had bumped into her, and she dropped it. I came back up and looked at this stranger in the face, but then she wasn’t a stranger anymore. It was Y/N. She looked different, in the split second I took to say “hey.” I looked her over, and I saw why she looked so different. She was pregnant, or had gained a ton of weight. “Hey.” She said, giving me a small smile. I could barely return it before I let it slip out. “Is it mine?” I covered my mouth as soon as I said it, but she nodded and blushed a ravishing red. “Why didn’t you call me? Text me? Anything?” I said, reaching do her hand. She pulled away a little, but then let me take it. “I didn’t want to hurt you again. I didn’t think you would want me back, so to tell you then walk out of your life again would hurt not only me, but you too, and I didn’t want to do that again.” She said, and I squeezed her fingers. “I would have taken you back in a heartbeat. I still want to. It’s been a few crappy months.” She giggled at that and I lifted her chin so that she was staring at me. “Lets do this together ok?” She nodded and I gently brushed her lips, and then we went back to our old flat, and acted like things had never changed, nothing ever happened, which I was completely fine with

Niall: Fuck off.” you spat at Niall who had just came home, and he went to go cuddle with you on the couch. “Woah, where did that come from?” he asks, scoohching back from you a little. You press your fingertips to your temple, and say “I’m sorry Niall, I didn’t mean it like that, I just don’t feel like it.” He sighs and lays his head back and says “You never want to anymore.” he says a little sourly. You sigh knowing he was right. Things just weren’t the same between you two. There were no more butterflies when he held your waist when you made dinner, or whispered “I love you.” before you fell asleep, and there were no more sparks in between your lips when you kissed. “Niall, please don’t start again.” you plead, but he stays silent until he argues “I wasn’t going anywhere, I was just stating a fact.” You snap on him “You know what yes Niall, I’m sorry but it’s not there anymore. You’re not there anymore. There is nothing between us anymore.” you scream, moving your hands from him to yourself. “And don’t tell me I’m overreacting because you know it as well as I do. We’ve fallen out of love Niall, something I thought would never happen, did, and it hurts. I think of the way I used to look at you, and it kills me, because I want nothing more than to be able to look at you like that again, but I can’t.” He sat there, in awe of what you had just yelled at him. A few small tears dripped from your lids, and he got up, pulling his shoes on, and his SnapBack on as well. “I get it.” “Niall.” I said but he just waved and let the flat, slamming the door behind him. And that was the last you saw of him. He had come back for his stuff one day when you were at work, and then you didn’t hear from him again. You started to miss him after a while, all you wanted was a hug. Anything that might make you feel better about him. About three months after your fight, you got a text from him asking you “Coffee?” You were a little surprised, but agreed, taking any excuse to see him. You grabbed up a jacket, and your phone, and started to walk down to the little coffee shop where you both loved to spend Sunday afternoons. You found him in the little shop, sunglasses covering his eyes. He got up when you walked up, and he threw his arms around you. A little shocked at first, you hesitated, but then you squeezed him tighter. “Hey Niall.” you say as he squeezes you tighter, like he would loose you forever if he let go. He already had once, he probably didn’t want to take any other chances. “Hey Y/N.” he says back, letting you go, and sitting down. “I go you your favorite, I hope that’s alright?” he asks pointing to the cup in front of you. You nod, and smile “You remembered.” He nods “I’ve been remembering a lot lately, which is part of the reason I asked you here. I wanted to talk about how we left things. I really don’t like how we just let go that easily.” You nodded “I know, I’ve… I’ve missed you Niall.” You admit, and he looks up from his hands, smiling. “I thought it was just me.” he admits, scooting closer to the table. You laugh Guess we’ve both been kind of thinking about each other.” He chuckles and nods, and you spend the next 45 minutes, getting back to the way things used to be, laughing at nothing, and looking at watch other with a burning passion again. “Where did we go wrong before?” you chuckle, still trying to recover from something he just said. He smiles and shakes his head, still laughing a bit at your reaction. “I don’t know love. Maybe we just needed this, time to get to know each other again. Maybe we could have saved it.” he murmurs, looking to the table. You smile sadly “Maybe.” He looks up and says “Why can’t we still? How about it?” You hesitate “Niall, what if.. what if.” He cuts you off by saying “Look, we could go on all day, what if this happens what if this goes this what, what if i doesn’t make sense, but what if it does? Come on Y/N, what if it does?” You bite your lip and look at him, pulling his dark glasses off. You look at his eyes, storm clouds, having rained a lot. “What if it does?” you repeat, more to yourself before looking at him again. “Niall, there’s no saying this is going to work, you know that right.” He nods, and grabs your hands gingerly. “I know, but that’s a chance I’m willing to take. You?” you nod and say “Let’s take that chance.”, squeezing his fingers softly. He smiles at you and you spend the rest of the afternoon, having a nice second first date before you go back to your flat and you let him cuddle you.