One Direction Preferences

Preference 22: He stops you from killing yourself

He stops you from killing yourself

Actually Niall and Harry’s are more of “He stops you from killing yourself (again)"

Harry: “babe, why?" he whispers to you. You were in a barren, depressing hospital room. Silent tears ran down your face. “I couldn’t handle it…" you whispered. Your parents had been fighting and both had been blaming you to the point you snapped and literally jumped off a cliff. You didn’t know that your boyfriend Harry had followed you—as soon as he saw you jump he called 911 and ran down to the bottom of the cliff. “Baby…it’s not your fault. You wouldn’t do anything to hurt anyone." He whispers, kissing your hand. “When I saw you jump…I thought I was going to lose you. Forever." He said, beginning to cry. “Babe?" you ask him. He looks up expectantly at you. “Don’t ever leave me…" “I promise. I love you (Y/N), please don’t ever try that again…"

Niall: “Babe?" He calls. You frantically stuff the remaining pills into your cheeks. And you swallow just as he walks into the bathroom. You have a mad glint in your eyes as you collapse, half concious and half not. You hear Niall sobbing. “Babe, why did you…*sob* don’t leave me…I’d die if you…" You struggle to stay concious. He’d die if you did? You immidietly (sorry for spelling error) regret your choice and feel your body being lifted into an ambulance, Niall at your side. You vow to never try that again.

Louis: For weeks, you’d tried to avoid your boyfriend, Louis. You were getting so much hate now, and since you were a bit insecure, you believed the nasty things the haters said. Get off this world, you b***h. You don’t deserve Lou. Go rot in H**l. You took a deep breath as you taped the goodbye note on Lou’s door…just when he opened it. You tried to run, but he managed to grab you and your note. Scanning it quickly, he asked, “Babe…what’s this?" You couldn’t look in his eyes. He wraps you in a hug and says to you, “You’re perfect no matter what anyone says. You’re better than them. You’re my girlfriend and I wouldn’t replace you with anyone." You start crying as he rubs your back. “Lou…I love you." You say. “I love you too babe, please don’t ever try to…" You nod. “I promise.

Zayn: For weeks you hadn’t been eating. Zayn hadn’t noticed—you’d mastered the art of hiding your anorexia. Until the day of your anniversary. He’d picked you up at noon, giving you a big bundle of flowers. Smiling, you kissed him…and realized he’d planned a picnic for you at the beach. Once you got there, he’d tried to feed you a forkful of the lush chocolate cake, and you had refused. “Babe…" he asked after a long silence. “Are you anorexic?" You stop, the look on your face telling you everything he needed to know. “Babe, you’re perfect and I wouldn’t change anything about you. Babe, I love you. You’re my whole world…will you marry me and eat this cake?" He asks. You laugh a little; he always knew what to say. You smile and nod, taking his hand.