One Direction Preferences

Preference 41- Arguments.

Arguments:

Louis: Since you haven't spoken to each other since the night before the house has been silent. Not one of you have said a word to each other. Not one of you have made an effort to speak to each other. It's tea time and you're stood over the stove with a pot of noodles, moving the spoon around in circular motions making sure they cook properly. You're almost in a trance until Louis comes up behind you and turns the stove off, putting the noodles to one side and taking your hand leading you out the door, "where are going?" You grumble, still annoyed. "Taking you out for dinner, because I love you." He stops on the driveway and gives you a kiss, afterwards making it all up to you. (does that sound ;)? It's not meant to.)

Zayn: As soon as he sees the tears slip from your eyes he immediately stops yelling at you. Seeing them roll down your flustered and clammy cheeks makes his heart break. Seeing you cry and knowing that it's his entire fault. He's stood across from you, watching you shake with how much you're sobbing. He doesn't know what to do. After thinking quickly to himself he walks over to you, pushing all of the hair that's stuck to your forehead away. Kissing every single tear that falls away he carries you upstairs and tucks you into bed, letting you fall asleep on him whilst he talks to you. About what? Nothing. He just drones on about nothing until you fall asleep.

Liam: Even though in interviews, when he's doing shows and when he's out and about he looks like butter wouldn't melt. But when he's angry he's totally different. The veins in his neck stick out as he screams at you, telling you to get out and go stay somewhere else. Everything said will be regretted in the morning. This time instead of cowering in the corner you fight back, he's gotten to you this time, pointing out flaws and things you feel insecure about. You race over to him but he catches you, still you pound your fists against his back, trying to put up a fight but it just tires you out and you slump like a rag doll in his arms. Knowing that he got to you made him realize how selfish he can actually be. This behaviour stopped after a while, it took him a few times to calm himself down but eventually you get there.

Niall: "You come home drunk nearly every other night Niall, it's pathetic!" You shout at Niall, who in the state he probably isn't listening to a word you're saying. Last night you and Niall made plans to have a night in but what did he do? Totally blew you off to watch the match in the pub. He came home at three in the morning totally and utterly off his head. You ignored him when he shouted at you to do things for him. Now at half ten in the morning he's trying to apologize to you. You told him what he said to you last night and the guilt struck him. He starts crying, blubbering to himself. You don't know if it's the alcohol or just the fact that he really is sorry. "I'm-" he stops, taking a breather, "so, sorry (Y/N)." Normally you would walk off but you look him in the eyes, seeing all the pain and guilt whirling around. Without saying anything else you walk over and try to calm him down.

Harry: "Just shut up (Y/N)!" He yells at you, you're scared. You and Harry have argued a fair few times but he's never, ever once shouted at you. He said he wouldn't even dream about it. Carefully you back away, praying that he wont notice that you're slowly moving away from him. Fear washes over your face taking all of the colour away. Harry notices your change in body language, everything in your body tensed up. "(Y/N), do I frighten you?" He asks, very seriously. Right now you're on the verge of tears. Usually things start off with shouting, then things get abusive. It's never happened to you but you're worrying. "When you shout..." You stutter, not sure how he's going to like this, "Harry, please don't hurt me." You put your hands up in front of you to keep your distance from him. His breathing has gone from quick and snappy to deep and steady. A sign that he's calmed down. "I wouldn't dream of hurting you baby. Please, please believe me." A tear streaks down your cheek, "You said you wouldn't even dream about shouting at me, look at what you've just done." He presses a kiss to your forehead, cheeks, nose then lips. "Take my word for it."

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