One Direction Preferences

Preference #46: He Does Something And You Get Scared

(A/N: Okay, so the person who requested this referred this to Dark. Now if you are asking if I read Dark, this is my response...do you think I live under a rock or something? Of course I've read it. Here's the thing, I don't think that Dark is that great. It's very over hyped, and at first, I loved it. I loved the idea of Harry getting over his anger issues and learning to love. It was a beautiful idea. After a while though, it was just all sex sex sex, and I'm not into that kind of thing. If you look at my preferences, you will see that none of them are sexual. I'm not one who really likes all of that, but still I liked the idea of it. Anyway, on with the preference)

Harry: When the other members of the band said that Harry had some anger issues, you didn't really believe them. He was so sweet and kind to you, and you never suspected anything from him. One night while you two were out to dinner, Harry got a little jealous. The man who was serving you two was always giving ou a certain look, and you thought nothing of it. Harry though, thought you were flirting with the guy right in front of his face. That night when you got home, Harry flipped his lid. "I thought you loved me (Y/N)! What am I to you anymore?!" He yelled. "Well it's not my fault your a possessive jack ass!" You shout back. At this point, Harry was so angry, he went a little...no, not a little, very far with it. He turned and punched the wall next to him. The crashing sound made you flinch back in fear that you would be the next thing hit. Once Harry turned back around, he saw how scared you were of him. Tears welled in his eyes, and when he took a step toward you, you took a step back. "(Y-Y/N)...I...I'm sorry...I don't know what happened..." He said, his deep voice trembling. Seeing the sadness begin to form in his eyes, you knew he was sorry, and you slowly stepped closer to him. "Harry, it's fine. I just got a little scared." You told him. He snaked his arms around you and pulled you in for a hug, telling you how sorry he was over and over again.

Niall: "Niall, I hate you!" You screamed, storming out of the kitchen. "I'm sorry (Y/N), I can't be home all the fucking time like you want oh so bad! I actually work for a living!" He fought back. You turned on your heels and gave him a nasty glare. "And you think I sit on my ass all day?! I work too, but oh no! It's all about you and the boys. You always do this to me!" You shout in his direction, seeing that it only made him angrier. You forgot how the argument even started, but it didn't matter. You were pissed, and prepared to stick it to him. "All my life, people have set me aside and put me on the back burner while I watched people have the time of their lives, and I will NOT put up with this shit from you!" You yelled at him, and you watched his jaw tighten. "God fucking damn it (Y/N), you don't even know how much I fucking care about you!" "Well you have a pretty shitty way of showing it! You're so full of bullshit!" You yell, and that's what tipped him off to say something you only heard once in your life. "I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW FUCKING SELFISH YOU ARE. YOU ARE AN UNGRATEFUL BITCH SOMETIMES, YOU KNOW THAT?! YOU REALLY ARE!" He shouted at you, and you just turned around, taking a few steps toward the door, but stopping. Niall knew about your parents divorce, and knew how hard it hit you as a child. He just said the exact words that your father said to your mother during the one and only fight you witnessed. You didn't dare let a tear fall, but you wanted to. You wanted to break down. Niall on the other hand regretted every word. He knew about it, and felt horrible. He quickly walked over and held you tightly from behind. Tears silently fell, and you whispered one sentence "You're a monster." He just held you tighter, and with a shaky breath, responded with "I know...and...a-and you would be a fool to forgive me...but please do. I-I didn't mean it." Every word he struggled to say through a light sob. You held his hands, which were firmly placed around you, and turned around to face him. Your lips connected, and he knew that all was forgiven

Liam: You and Liam rarely got into arguments, but when you did, it was never good. You were always a fierce fighter, and Liam was no exception. This one fight though was like nothing you two had ever gone through. "That's it Liam, I am DONE!" You screamed as you walked toward the door. Time seemed to stop after the vase crashed into the wall. Pure silence fell over the both of you as you just stared down at the broken vase. You never ever knew Liam to be violent, so this was a new one for you. You slowly turned around to see tears welled in his eyes. Sadness loomed over him like a giant cloud. At this point, you felt sorry for him. You know he didn't mean it. "(Y/N)...I-I didn't...I-" He started, but you just ran into his arms. The two of you stood there for a while, just crying and apologizing over and over again. After that night, no other vases were thrown. (Thankfully too, because those things are pretty damn expensive!)

(A/N: Sorry his is so short!)

Zayn: "You just don't get it, do you?" He said in amazement. You were still amazed that this conversation was still going. You were arguing about his smoking, yet again. It seemed like every little problem had to be cured with a smoke. Rough day at the studio? Smoke. Got into a fight with a member of The Wanted? Smoke. Got into a fight with management? Smoke. You were sick of it by this point. "Maybe I don't Zayn, but it's what's good for you!" You shouted, and you saw his jaw clench in anger. "You don't know what's good for me (Y/N)!" He yelled back at you, and you just rolled your eyes. "It's just a fucking cigarette, get over it!" You screamed at him, and in that same moment, you felt a force push you back, causing you to fall to the ground. There was a long silence where you just refused to get back up from the ground, or even open your eyes. Finally, Zayn spoke. "(Y/N)...o-oh god...I'm so sorry...(Y/N)-!" He started to apologize, but your eyes opened, and you just got up, with no problem, then walking towards the door to your shared flat. "(Y/N) please!" He shouted but your mind was made up. You decided to stay at Harry's since you two had always been close. As you got into your car and drove off you thought about it more and more. Eventually you pulled off to the side of the road and cried. These things didn't happen to you. The two of you were happy, so why this one time did it have to all go wrong?

Louis: The two of you were at someone's house party, and the music was blaring through the home. To be honest, you would've much rather had a quiet night with Louis. But he had to go to this stupid party, because he was Louis Tomlinson. As you were sitting at the bar quietly, you noticed some guy smiling at you. The guy eventually approached you, smiling and offering to buy you a drink. "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend." You told him, but he didn't leave you alone. For a while, he wouldn't leave you alone. Finally, as he was in the middle of saying something, his voice suddenly stopped. You looked over and saw Louis on top of him, throwing punches like it was his job. "YOU DON'T EVEN FUCKING LOOK AT HER, YOU GOT THAT? SHE'S MINE!" He yelled in the guy's, no bloody, face. Louis got up and kicked the guy in the stomach once more. Most girls would be thankful, but you were horrified. You had no idea that Louis had that kind of power. When he saw the terror in your eyes, his expression died into regret. "Oh god...: He muttered. Louis then took a step closer to you, but you took a step back, then ran out of the house, Louis chasing after you. Once you were outside in the parking lot, you stopped and cried. "(Y/N)...I-I didn't mean to scare you! I just...I don't want to loose you. You're just so important to me, and-" Louis tried to say, but you cut him off. "It's not what you did Louis! It's...it's the look you had. Your expression itself scared me." You told him, and the two of you just stood there, not breaking eye contact. Louis then walked over to you and wrapped you in a hug. "I'm so sorry (Y/N)...never again"