Preference 55. After a fight...

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Niall- You'd push him away from you, tears streaming down your cheeks as you hiccupped, spinning on your heels to stomp back to your shared bedroom. You'd hear his footsteps behind you, his pleas of apologies growing closer to the room as you grab a pillow and blanket, thrusting them into his chest just as he got to the doorway. He'd take one look at your face, the tear stains noticeable on your cheeks as he slowly took the objects, taking a step back as you slammed the door shut.

A few hours later you'd be laying in bed still wide awake, unable to sleep knowing that Niall was home but wasn't in bed with you. You'd slowly make your way out of bed and to the door, quietly pulling it open, noticing Niall laying against the wall. You'd sit beside him, wrapping the blanket around you both as you snuggled into his side, feeling his arms automatically wrapping around your waist as he slept.

Harry- You wouldn't talk to him the entire day, unable to even look at him after the fight you just had. He should know you by now yet he thought you were cheating on him just because you were seen with a boy, your brother, at the mall the other day. He had come home and instead of being calm he exploded on you, not even letting you explain.

You made him sleep on the couch the night before, ticked off at him that he would even think you'd cheat on him. So you decided to make him feel even worse, so you didn't speak a single word to him, didn't even make breakfast for him like you usually did. Once he was through with it, he would hug you from behind and beg for you to talk to him, slowly making you feel pleased that you got him like this.

Liam- You'd push him out of the house, tears streaming down your cheeks like a river as he tried to apologize, having just made you feel even more insecure then you already were as you just slammed the door and locked it, leaning against it as you cried. He'd bang on the door, his voice sounding as if he was crying as well, apology after apology leaving his mouth.

After awhile, you'd wake up on the floor in front of the door, your makeup smudged and a bit on the floor, but you didn't care. You just wiped it with the sleeves of your sweatshirt as you slowly stood up, unlocking the door and opening it ever so slowly. You'd jump back when Liam fell on the floor, covering your mouth as he groaned and sat up, rubbing the back of his head as he looked up at you, mumbling sorry over and over again until you tugged on his hand towards your room, silently forgiving him.

Louis- You'd throw the pillow at him and an extra blanket, pointing to the couch as he stared at you with wide eyes. You just walk back into your room, closing the door as you crawled under the covers and brought them up to your chin, staring at the wall as you heard the springs creak from the couch and a small hardly heard sigh from the living room.

A few hours later, you'd get out of bed, having enough of hearing the springs from the couch and pull open the door, walking to the living room. You'd stand in front of him, looking down at him as you lightly shook his shoulder, silently telling him to come to bed in your own way. He'd look up at you before quickly standing up, hugging you tightly and no holding you close to him as you gripped the sides of his shirt.

Zayn- You'd grab your car keys and phone, storming out of the house as hot tears slowly shed from your eyes. He'd yell for you to get back in the house but you'd just get in your car, locking the doors quickly as you started the engine and backed out of the driveway, driving away from the house as he stood in the driveway cursing and yelling.

A few hours later, you'd drive up to the driveway, parking and turning the car off as you sighed, getting out and walking up to the house. You'd push the door open, glad he left it unlocked because you had forgotten your keys. Once you stepped into the house, you felt arms wrap around you and pull you close to a warm body. You'd slowly wrap your arms around his waist, hugging him tightly as he apologized for yelling at you.

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