Zayn: You and Zayn were on your way home from dinner with friends. It had been a wonderful night, but you couldn’t help but feel like Zayn was being reserved. In all your thinking, you had completely forgotten to call you friend and ask about her watching your house next week while you and Zayn were away, and your phone had died.“Can I borrow your phone, mine’s dead” you asked. Zayn hesitated, and you raised an eyebrow. “I just want to call a friend” you explained further, taking Zayn’s phone out of the centre console of the car. “Wait, let me just” Zayn said, grabbing the phone. You grabbed it back and slid the unlock bar. There was a text, and you immediately felt your blood boil. It was from Perrie. She wasn’t being flirty, just mentioning how she was pregnant now and married and really happy. They had been catching up, but it wasn’t that he was talking to her that pissed you off. It was that he hid it from you. “I asked you if you two were talking last week, and you said no. You lied. I wouldn’t have been mad if you had just told me the truth. You were just catching up, I get that. But now I can’t trust you” you said, throwing the phone in Zayn’s lap. Zayn glanced down “If you and I are going to get married, you and I need to be honest” you said, and Zayn nodded. “I don’t know if this is what I want any more” you said, slipping your ring off. “Y/N” Zayn whispered, watching as you placed the ring on his dashboard. You two were stopped at a light about fifteen minutes from your flat. “I’m going to walk” you said, getting out of the car. Zayn turned the car off and got out, following you. “Can we talk at home, please” Zayn said, glancing over his shoulder at the swarm of photographers. “Yeah, I just want to walk” you said, continuing your walk. Zayn stood, staring at you for a moment, before heading back to the car. As you walked, you felt so many different emotions. Did you deserve to be mad? He was only texting Perrie in a friendly tone. But he lied to you. It wasn’t really the texting that bothered you. Your mind swirled until you got home. You could see Zayn sitting in the window as you walked up. He got up to open the door. “Y/N, I’m sorry” he said before you could even get in the door. “I just wish you hadn’t lied to me, Zayn” you said, feeling the tears sting your eyes. “I will make it up to you, I promise” Zayn said, and you nodded as he pulled you into a hug.
Louis: You had been over at your friend’s house, spending the night, when she got sick. She decided to call her boyfriend to help her, and you went home to your flat you had with Louis. As you pulled up, you noticed a somewhat familiar car. You stared a little longer and noticed Eleanor and Louis inside. “What the fuck” you bit, opening your car door. They must have not noticed you, but they seemed to just be talking. As you walked by, you felt their eyes attach to you. Louis’s door opened, but you kept walking. “Y/N, I-“ he said, but you cut him off. “Sleep at Eleanor’s” you said, slamming the front door. You knew Louis probably had his keys, but you just wanted to make a point. Your suspicions were confirmed when the door handle turned. Louis and Eleanor both walked in and you rolled your eyes as you tried to go to the bathroom. “We’re just friends, Y/N. You know I would never do that to you” Eleanor said, and you paused. It was true, Eleanor had been pretty good to you since you started to date Louis. “I know you two are probably only friends but I don’t care. You don’t sneak around like that” you said, slamming your door. You changed into pajamas, and crawled into bed. You felt yourself start to cry. You were happy Louis was friends with Eleanor, she was a nice girl and a big part of Louis’s life for a long time, but you didn’t like that he hid it from you. “Y/N” Louis whispered from the doorway. You pulled the blanket over your face so he couldn’t see you crying. “I am sorry. I should have told you. It was wrong” Louis said, and you nodded. “Do you forgive me?” Louis asked, and you nodded under the covers. “Thank you, blanket monster” Louis said, and you smiled as he pulled you, still wrapped in the blanket, on his lap.
Harry: As you walked up to the studio doors, trays of Starbucks in your hand. You had a drink for each of the boys, Paul, the rest of the staff in the studio. As you walked up, you were confronted by security you didn’t recognize. “Who are you?” he asked, and you smiled, assuming it was his first day. “Hi, I’m Y/N. I’m Harry Styles’s girlfriend. Paul will tell you” you smiled, but the security guard didn’t budge. Then you saw Zayn walking behind the guard. “Zayn! Tell this guy to let me in?” you smiled, but Zayn’s face dropped. “Uh, yeah. Sal, she’s good” he said, and the body guard nodded once and let you through. “That was weird” you said, but Zayn didn’t respond. He opened the door and you scooted in behind him, and it all made sense. The boys all looked at you but your eyes were glued on the booth, where Harry was singing with Taylor Swift. Your heart raced and your hands shook. Harry glanced up and immediately waved at them to cut the music. You put down the trays and left the room, hearing Harry’s footsteps behind you. You picked up your pace, rushing past Sal and flying down the stairs. You got out and to your car, but Harry stood in front. “Talk, please” he gasped, breathless. You shook your head, but you were parallel parked. Harry stuck to the side of your car until he got to your door, and he opened it. “Management thought it would be good, good for our images to get along again” Harry said. You narrowed your eyes at him. “You look pathetic. She was awful to you. You look like a joke” you said, and you could tell your opinion stung on Harry. “It’s not my choice” he said. “It was your choice not to tell me” you said, and Harry nodded. “I know, I should have been honest” Harry said. “If you want to look like a joke making music with her, so be it. But lying to me makes it really bad” you said, staring at the emblem on the steering wheel. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, I promise. I just didn’t want you to be mad or hurt. I swear we’re not even really friends” Harry said, and you smiled. “Good, keep it that way” you said, turning to him. Only then you noticed he grabbed your drink. “Here, enjoy this, when I come home I want to spend some time with you” Harry winked, and you smiled and nodded before heading home.
Liam: You turned on your computer and went on twitter, like you usually did. Only today, something different happened. You were bombarded by tweets from people telling you about how Liam had been out with Danielle last night. You were used to getting tweets about stuff like that, but there seemed like an insane amount of them today, so you decided to click on one of the pictures and see what all the fuss was about. You clearly weren’t prepared for what was in some of the pictures. Liam was, in fact, out with Danielle. He was out to dinner with her it would seem, which made sense because last night you had gone out to dinner with an old friend. They weren’t holding hands, and left in separate cars, but you were still angry. He told you last night he had no plans and didn’t feel like going out, but he felt good enough to go out with her. You slammed your computer shut to reveal Liam standing there. He must have known what you saw, because he looked really disappointed in himself. “You’re a liar” you said, and Liam’s face dropped more with you confirming his suspicions. “You lied. You’re a liar and I can’t trust you” you said, getting out of bed. You slipped on your shoes and went for the door. “Sarah was in an accident, Y/N” Liam said, and you froze up. You knew how close Danielle was to her sister, and she must be devastated. “I just took her out to dinner so we could talk. She has no one” Liam said, and your shoulders dropped. “Do you have her number?” you asked. You turned and Liam nodded. “May I?” you asked, reaching in your pocket for your phone. Liam got out his phone and started putting her number in yours. “You should have told me” you said, and Liam nodded. “I know, it was stupid of me” Liam said. You took your phone and hugged him. “I’m understanding,” you whispered in his ear, “you just have to be honest with me.” Liam nodded, kissing your cheek as you went out front to call Danielle and ask her out to lunch.
Niall: You were lucky enough to be the first girl Niall really struck an interest in. However, he had kind of sort of dated not really Amy Green a while back, and you viewed her as an ex. Niall was very particular about you being close with your exes. Understandably so, and you felt the same way. Which is why, when you borrowed Niall’s car to run to the store and found a Starbucks cup that said ‘Amy’ on it, you were really annoyed. You did your running and grabbed the cup to bring in to Niall. “Amy, huh?” you asked, slamming the plastic cup down on Niall’s table. He looked at the cup and sighed. “Yeah, Amy and I went out for coffee last week. We just got together so she could talk to me about good agents in the area, now that she’s trying to act” Niall said, and you felt your insides growl. “You realize she’s looking for a photo op right?” you asked, and Niall stared off in space. You felt like you couldn’t even be that mad at Niall, he was so naïve. He didn’t understand how much power beautiful women can have on men. “I didn’t mean to hurt you” he said. “You lied though, Niall. You should have just told me. You could have been like ‘hey y/n, going to coffee with amy’ and I would have been like ‘have great craic man!’” you said, and Niall smiled. “No you wouldn’t have, you don’t say craic” he challenged, throwing the cup in the garbage. “Don’t lie to me anymore” you said, pointing your finger against his chest. “Promise” he swore, pulling you against him.
