One Direction Preferences

He cheats

Liam: You were in tears, as you sat at your computer, with Liam sitting across from you avoiding your eyes. He had been the one to tell you to look online, and had already apologized twenty times before you even knew why. "They're everywhere," you cried, as you went through gossip site after gossip site, and saw nothing but pictures of Liam with some other girl. They were holding hands in most, but the really damaging one was of the two kissing. "I wanted to be the one to tell you." You slammed your laptop shut, and wiped away a tear falling down your cheek, "Only because you got caught." "I still thought it should come from me. I'm truly sorry [Y/N]. I know nothing I say matters now, but I am sorry." You wanted to scream and shout, but instead you just pulled your knees into you chest and cried. Nothing had ever hurt this badly before. Liam was the good guy, or at least he was supposed to be. You never thought this would happen. Liam felt a need to comfort you, but as he reached out, you pulled away. "Don't touch me, please." "[Y/N], I love you." You sobbed harder, "Please, just go Liam. Stop talking, and just go." "[Y/N]..." Liam knew better than to argue now. he had blown it big time, and nothing he could say or do would change that in any way.

Harry: "She said she saw you with some other girl. She said you were all over each other. I know it's not true, but I need to hear it from you," you stated slowly, standing face to face with Harry, your boyfriend of more than 2 years. You trusted him, but the person who told you this was such a close friend, and you trusted her as well. "Do you really think I would do that to you?" Harry asked, shortening the distance between you two as he did. "Come on, this is insane." "Just tell me. Tell me it's all a lie," you begged, not liking how he had went around a real answer. "[Y/N], this is ridiculous." "Then say no!" You screamed that, so much doubt rising in you. "Is it true Harry? Are you cheating on me? I just want the truth." "It was once," Harry started hesitantly, and everything around you became a blur. "I knew it was wrong." You could not move, you could not even think straight. You didn't want to believe it. Not your Harry. Not the man who had treated you so perfectly for two years. It was the worst feeling in the world, because it felt like your world was collapsing around you. "I'm sorry." You wanted to believe he meant that, but it didn't even matter. Sorry would never make this pain go away. Sorry would never allow you to trust him again. Sorry would never mend your relationship.

Louis: "I know, I know, I'm really early, but I could not wait til tonight. I thought maybe we could go for an early..." Your sentence was cut short, as you came into Louis' living room, and saw him on his couch with his lips attached to someone else. You felt a horrible pain, as they quickly pulled away from one another. "[Y/N]." Louis was staring at you with wide eyes, as well as the girl who was still sitting on his lap. "Get off of him!" The girl jumped off of Louis' lap, and ran to the front door faster than anyone had ever left a room before. "How could you?!" Louis said nothing, he just swallowed hard and looked down at his lap ashamed. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?!" Louis answered this time, although his voice was weak when he did, "I didn't mean to hurt you." You felt the anger boiling in you, "DIDN'T WANT TO HURT ME?! YOU'RE CHEATING ON ME!" "It's not what it seems." Somehow your anger grew, "NOT WHAT IT SEEMS?! SHE WAS ON YOUR LAP AND YOU WERE MAKING OUT, DID I MISS ANYTHING?!" "No," Louis shook his head. You did not have it in you to scream anything else, though you could have yelled a lot worse. You just stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind you. The second you were on the other side of the door, your anger was replaced by complete sadness. You broke down right there, unable to do anything except lean against the door and cry.

Zayn: You knew what everyone said about Zayn. You had always been told all the rumors about him cheating. You ignored them though, because you thought you knew him better than that. You were so sure he'd never do that to you. But that confidence wavered, when you happened to see a text coming in on his phone. 'I miss you babe. Call me. xo' "Zayn, what's this?" You questioned, not truly believing Zayn could be doing anything wrong. "Hmm?" Zayn reached for the phone, and the look of shock and horror on his face when he saw the text, said more to you than any words possible could. Your face automatically crumbled, "Why?" "I didn't mean to. I mean, it was just meant as... I never wanted to..." Zayn stumbled over his words, having no idea what to say to you. "Everyone always warned me," you cried, pulling your hands over your face in embarrassment. "How stupid was I to think I was somehow different." "[Y/N], I do love you." You rolled your eyes in anger, "You would not have hurt me like this if you love me. Is it even just her?" You forced yourself to look back up at Zayn, who was sadly shaking his head. "No, it's not. I'm so sorry. I do love you though, I do. I just..." "Save it." You looked away from him, "I don't need to hear anything else you have to say."

Niall: You were quietly sneaking into Niall's hotel room, careful not to make too much noise. He had no idea you were in town, about to surprise him for his birthday. He thought you were thousands of miles away, back at home. Instead though, you were using the key Zayn had snuck away from Niall for you, and entering his hotel room. "Niall!" You froze in your tracks when someone, some girl, screamed that. You threw the door open, and your heart shattered into a million pieces. Niall was in bed with someone else. "No," you barely got out, as tears began to fall down your face. This was not how this was supposed to go. Out of corner of his eye, Niall saw you, and as soon as he did, he was pushing the girl away from him. "[Y/N]..." Niall quickly stood, only making your pain worse when you saw nothing covering his body. "What-what are you doing here?" It was such a stupid thing to ask at a time like that, and it was the last thing you needed or wanted to hear, "What am I doing here?! I'm here to surprise my boyfriend! Or I should say my ex-boyfriend!" You snapped that, and glanced over at the girl still in his bed, with the covers pulled over her as much as she could. "How could you do this?! I trusted you Niall!" "[Y/N], please," Niall reached out towards you desperately. "No, don't." You quickly turned and left the room, not quite sure where you were going. It didn't really matter to you though. All you cared about, was getting as far away from Niall as you possibly could.