One Direction Imagines/Preferences

Preference 68. He sees you cry for the first time...

Niall: You were scrolling through your Twitter while you waited for Niall to come home from the gym so you sat in front of the TV as a rerun  played. You didn't pay attention to it as you continued to scroll through the mentions that you had gotten. Most of them were nice, some of the fans even had posted pictures of you and Niall when you went out for lunch the other day, but the majority of the mentions were hate.

You usually didn't let it bother you, being the strong one from your family, but sometimes the comments would hit you harder then you thought it would. When those times happen, you usually don't cry even if they do hurt you and hit you like a ton of bricks, you still don't cry.

That's why it surprised you when you felt tears rolling down your cheeks as you read the comments on how Niall was just using you. You knew that it wasn't true but it still hurt you. You continued to read through the comments, more tears falling down your cheeks. 

"Y/n, I'm ho---Y/n?" you heard Niall say, looking up to see him drop his bag by the door make his way over to you, kneeling in front of you and taking your cheeks in his hands. "Hey, what's wrong?" 

You sniffed and gently leaned into his touch, a few more tears leaving your slightly red eyes. "H-Hate," you mumbled, sighing softly. 

He sighed and sat beside you, hugging you close. "You scared me...I thought something bad happened, well, worse then the hate," he breathed out, rubbing your back. "You never cry. What happened? What did they say that made me princess cry?" 

You hesitated before wiping your eyes, sighing softly. "T-They said that you were using me...I know that's not true but still it hurt," you mumbled, letting out a shaky breathe. 

He nodded slightly and kissed your forehead, sighing softly. "How bout we watch a movie and relax, staying off Twitter and anything that deals with social media," he suggested, smiling as you nodded. 

Harry: There wasn't much that made you cry and when you did cry, you never cried in front of people, including the boys and Harry. You didn't get hate so you never got upset over that, the fans loved how you made Harry smile whenever they saw you with him. 

But whenever one of your family members was sick or hurt, you'd get worried to the point that your mind would go to anything negative. Though it still worked out in the end, you just really cared about those close to you, mostly you're twin sister. She was always there for you through everything and you were there for her, so you couldn't help but worry about her all the time. 

You were spending the day with Harry and the boys on their day off from tour, Harry having invited you on tour a few weeks back to spend some time with you. You were in the tour bus, laughing like idiots at something that was playing in a movie when your phone went off. You reached over Harry and grabbed the remote from Louis, pausing the movie as you fell across their lap, answering and putting your phone to your ear. "Hello?" 

"Y/n," you heard your mom mutter sadly, her voice shaking. 

"Mum? What's wrong?" you asked, putting a piece of popcorn in your mouth but freezing at the next words that came out of her mouth. 

"It's Y/t/n, Y/n. She was in a car accident. A drunk driver hit her. We're in the hospital now b-but...the doctor doesn't know..." she trailed off as a sob left her lips. 

You gripped your phone tightly before quickly getting up, hanging up. "C-Car keys," you mumbled, looking at Harry who stared wide eyed at you. 

"Y/n, what's wrong?" he asked, nodding to Louis who texted management. 

"Y/t/n is in the hospital! I need to get home!" you yelled slightly, gripping your phone as the boys stared at you sadly. "W-We aren't fa-far from them. I-I just...I need to see her."