One Direction Preferences

He acts like he hates you (HarryLiam&Louis)

Harry: You had never been to fond of Harry since you met the boys. All of them were so nice and thoughtful and then there was Harry. From the minute he saw you, he acted like he hated your guts and to be honest you didn't really know why. You'd been nothing but kind to him and you still are, and there really wasn't a reason for Harry to be so rude but he is, and you've learned to get used to it by now. You were on your way to the local pool with Niall and of course Harry had to tag along. You get there, put your stuff down and sit down digging through your bag for sun screen. Both the boys had already jumped into the pool. The worst thing about Harry was that he always had something so hateful to say and it really screwed your confidence up. You were never really insecure but now you were scared just to take off your cover up. You take a deep breath and pull it off, revealing with basic black string bikini. You grab the spray on sun screen, and spray it over yourself. Niall looks at you, sending a wink. You smile and walk over to the edge, sitting on it and dipping your feet in. You notice a boy with brown hair, make his way under the water to your spot. He pops up, standing up and looking you over. He scoffs, and flips his wet stringy hair out of his eyes. "Wow, you really shouldn't be wearing a bikini. I mean, talk about blubber." He laughs at his own joke and you bite your lip promising yourself you wouldn't cry in front of him. "Yeah Harry, well you're an asshole and you know what I never want to see you again." You say angrily as you get up and collect your things slipping your shoes on and everything. But he couldn't admit it. He could never bring himself to admit the obvious aching in his heart every time he said something that was such a lie. He loved you so much but he was scared, scared of rejection and scared of losing you. But he already lost you in the worst way possible because now, you actually truly hated him for breaking you.

Liam: Liam never really talked with you, he mostly ignored you. Tonight you were invited to a dinner party with the boys and some other people. Liam had recently broke up with Danielle for a reason no one knew about. You didn't mind, but you knew he would definitely be a dick tonight just because of the stress and maybe because he was lonely. You had gotten a whole outfit. The dress was beautiful. It was a nice deep pink color with one strap and it fanned out around you. It wasn't showy, or tight it was just perfect. You had cream colored heels and a bit of jewelry. You walked out of your house, and into your car driving to the very fancy restaurant everyone was meeting at. You walked in, and suddenly all eyes are on you. Grinning you nod in everyone direction and take your seat at the table. Unfortunately you were right in between Zayn and Liam. "You look lovely tonight." Zayn whispers, you grin and slap his shoulder playfully. "Well I think she looks like a huge pepnobismo bottle. Really, you look terrible." He snarls and you just nod refusing to let the tears roll down your cheeks. Thing is, Liam broke up with Dani for you. He was in so in love with everything about you. But because he was being stupid he didn't know how to act around you so he pretended to hate you. And now he totally regrets it because he see the sadness and disgust in your eyes and all he wants to do is grab you and bring you to his house and hold you all night long and tell you everything he loved about you because that list could go on for a life time. When the dinner was over, you simply excused yourself a few minutes before it was really over and walked out. Liam covered his face in his hands and cried a bit because he couldn't believe he said that about you when you look simply stunning in that dress he knew you spent a lot on. He was miserable.

Louis: Louis apparently despised you. You didn't know what you ever did to him. You were always so sweet to everyone you meet, and you were funny and a bit of a flirt. You walk into Harry and Louis shared flat because Harry had invited you over. Louis was on the couch and Harry must have been in the kitchen. "Oh look what the cat dragged in." He laughs rudely and you exhale through your nose choosing not to lash on out the boy who clearly deserved to be called every name in the book. With a roll of your eyes, you look around not seeing Harry. "Where's Haz?" You ask and he just stares at the T.V blankly like he doesn't hear you. You walk over to him, kneeling in front of his face. "Louis William Tomlinson, where is Harry?" You ask again. He doesn't respond so you turn off the T.V. "What the hell is your problem I was watching the game! He probably isn't here because he hates your ugly ass. You're so annoying and you get on everyone's nerves!" He shouts at you. You blink back tears. "I'm sorry you feel that way Louis." You whisper your voice cracking. You're about to leave when Harry walks through the door. "Hey babe, whoa are you crying what the hell did you say?" He asks referring to Louis. "W-wait you're crying?" He asks, and you shake your head falling into Harry's arms. He shoots daggers at Louis and helps you upstairs to his bedroom. He sets you down and you lay your head on his shoulder. "I-I don't k-know what I d-did to make him h-hate me." You sob, and he wraps an arm around your waist, wishing you knew what he knew. Louis was falling so hard for you and all too fast. He thought that maybe if he acted like he wasn't falling, acting like he hated you then maybe the feeling would go away, but seeing you so upset broke his heart even worse than he intended it too. He never wanted to make you cry but that's what he did and now he'll never be able to live with himself.