One Direction Book

You're Crying

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✨Harry✨:

Today was just not your day. You always struggled with depression, and it was just one of those days where you wanted to do nothing but cry. You woke up and just broke down. You felt miserable and helpless, not really knowing what to do.

Harry being the morning person he is was already awake, downstairs, drinking his morning tea. He knew your struggles and let you sleep in for about an hour and a half. But after he started his timer, he heard heart-wrenching sobs coming from upstairs.

Almost immediately, Harry jumped from his seat on the couch and basically threw his mug on the coffee table before bolting up the stairs. When he made it to the bedroom, he was met by the sight of a little lump in the bedsheets shaking like a leaf.

Harry slowly approached your shared bed, lifted the bedsheets, crawled in behind you, and spooned you from behind. You whimpered and wrapped your arms around his, continuing to sob into your pillow.

Your boyfriend softly hushed you and pressed gently kissed the back of your neck. "It's okay, Kitten," Harry whispered into your ear, pressing a kiss right underneath it. "You're going to be okay. I know it seems hard to believe, but you're going to be okay. You're so strong and I love you."

Harry himself felt himself tear up. He felt so bad that you were suffering, but he knew that he was doing his best and he knew that depression was a hard thing to deal with and that he knew he had to be patient. He loves you more than anything, and he will do anything to help you feel better.

With a weak hiccup in-between sobs, you turned over in Harry's arms and curled up into his chest, wrapping your arms and legs around him like a koala bear. One of Harry's hands slowly rubbed your back while another combed through your somewhat knotted bed-hair.

Even in your ugliest moments where you were sobbing so hard you were hyperventilating, basically vibrating from shaking so hard, and having snot pour from your nose like a child, Harry looked at you like you were the most beautiful creature God ever created and treated you like you were his world.

"I love you so, so, so much," Harry whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "No matter what, I will always love you." You felt yourself start to slowly ease, Harry's loving reassurance guiding you into a calmer state.

"Remember the day I met you?" Harry asked softly, not expecting an answer, but when he heard you hum in agreement, he smiled, knowing you were slowly calming down.

"I was seventeen, you were sixteen... Your dad was just assigned as One Direction's tour manager... And look at where we are now, baby... Almost six years later, getting married in a month, and living in a big, lovely home, like the one you told me you dreamed of when we were eighteen."

Then, Harry started to softly sing 18 into your ear, pressing kisses to your head after every verse. By the time you were calmed down, the song came to an end. Sniffling, you looked up at him, making him look down at you. He gave you a small smile. "I love you," Harry whispered, moving his hand from your hair to your cheek, he brushed some of the remaining tears from your tear-streaked face.

"I love you, too," You whimpered, leaning into his palm. Harry leaned down and pecked your lips. "My beautiful, strong, brave future wife/husband," Harry whispered, pressing another kiss to your lips. You giggled tearfully and cuddled into Harry's chest, snuggling into his comforting embrace.

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🥕Louis🥕:

You were always very sensitive and always had a problem with taking things either too seriously, or things to heart. And being with someone as sassy and Louis Tomlinson had its... Complications.