One Direction Preferences.

Preference #13: First Argument.

Preference #13: First Argument.

Harry:

There had been rumours going round for weeks that Harry had been cheating on you and it had just been one of those days where everything is getting on top of you and you were absolutely sick off everything. All you wanted to do was cuddle with your boyfriend.

You walked through the door to Harry's apartment and saw him on the phone. "Yes, Taylor. I've already told you this... No, you're just being stupid, [Y/N] would never do that... You're just making up lies... Really because I think I'd believe my girlfriend over my ex-girlfriend... She wouldn't do that... She did what?!... I'll call you later, Taylor. Okay?.. Yeah, bye." Harry put the phone down and you looked up at him funnily. "What was that?" You asked.

"You're cheating on me!" Harry exclaimed.

"What?!"

"[Y/N], just tell me the truth. Don't bother trying to deny it, Taylor has told me everything."

"Taylor? Your ex-girlfriend Taylor?"

"Yeah... How many other Taylor's do you know? Anyway, why the fuck are you cheating on me?!"

"Are you serious, Harry? You're telling me that you're believing some shit that your ex-girlfriend has made up instead of me? I have not cheated on you and I would never dream of it. I love you far too much to do that."

"Well, that's obviously a bunch off bullshit. Taylor has told me everything."

"Believe Taylor then because I'm done with all your crap, Harry. Finished."

"Good." Harry mumbled. You wiped the tears away from your eyes and went upstairs to pack your things.

Liam:

You and Liam had never argued until now. He had been going through a rough patch with the band and he took all his anger out on you, not in a physical way but verbally. Liam was never rude, he was always such a kind-hearted person and that's one of the main reason why you fell in love with him in the first place. Liam was fed up of always having to look out for the boys, he wanted to go out for a bit and have fun too but no, management depended on him to keep the boys out of trouble and he was sick of having to be their babysitter. He was part of the band too but at this moment in time, he just felt like their babysitter.

"Li, I wish I could help you but I can't." You sighed, as he started yelling again. This was the 5rd time this week he had took his anger out on you and you couldn't deal with it any longer.

"Nobody can, [Y/N]. Not even me. Do you think that makes me feel good about myself? Because no, it doesn't. I'm not in the band because the boys are all irresponsible, although sometimes it feels like I am. It feels as though I wasn't put in this band because I could sing, I was out in this band because I'm not stupid and I'm capable to look after myself. It hurts, [Y/N]. It hurts that management have to depend on me because it had just about enough of it! I don't want to be the responsible one anymore, I'm going to be like Harry, going out every night, sleeping with girls and not calling them the next day but I couldn't do that because I'm not a heartless person even though sometimes, I wish I wasn't so fucking responsible! I like to have fun too, you know?!" Liam yelled.

"I know, Liam but shouting at me isn't going to make this any better. You need to have a talk to management about this."

"Really? You think that management would listen to me? [Y/N], they don't give a shit. They don't give a shit about what happens, they just care about them getting paid when we sell our albums or go on worldwide tours."

"Please stop shouting, Li. You're scaring me."

"Danielle didn't care if I shouted!" Liam snapped. You head shot up to look at him and his face quickly softened and he instantly regretted what he just said. "[Y/N], I didn't mean that. I'm sorry, it was a spur of the moment thing. I swear, I'm so sorry!"