One Direction Preferences

He Comes Home Drunk

WARNING: Louis' part contains some violence!

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Zayn; You were sitting home, watching a movie when you hear Zayn stumble in. "B-baby!" He stuttered, tripping his way over to you. You looked over at him, obviously seeing he is drunk. He walked over and straddled your lap, looking deep into your eyes. You could smell the amount of booze he had, filling the air. "W-wow, you look a-amazing babe." You laughed because all you had on was fuzzy shorts and a sweatshirt. "Drank a little too much, Zayn?" He chuckled and leaned into your neck and kissed you. You did not stop him, letting his lips do the work. "You know, I do not like you coming home like this, but I can tell you that you are too good this way." He did not acknowledge what you said, continuing what his lisp were wanting to do. You decided to stop talking and do what Zayn wanted, promising yourself you will talk to him in the morning.

Niall; "WEYHEY BABE, GUESS WHO IS HOME?!" You heard Niall shout, waking you up. You rubbed your eyes and looked at the clock; two a.m. You groaned, but you knew Niall was out all night with his brother at the bars. Niall came bursting into the room, turning on the bright light. "Niall..." You whined, sitting up to see him. You saw his smiling face comme towards you and bounce on the bed. "BABY, THE BESTEST THING HAPPENED EVER TONIGHT!" He yelled right in your face, making you cringe from the sudden noise. "Niall, quiet down please, it is two in the morning." He blushed and nodded, his voice still a little loud, "Greg and I met Michael Buble at the bars!" He sounded so excited, and you could not help but laugh; he is so cute! "That is great baby! Wha-" before you could answer, you looked down to see Niall is fast asleep at the foot of the bed. You giggled and turned off the light, getting back to bed and going to sleep too.

Liam; It was one of those rare nights when you would go to the bars with Liam and he would come home drunk while you would not. You were laying on the floor of your flat with him, just talking. It was as if the two of you were high in your own world, talking about anything and nothing at all. "Do you think giraffes are ticklish?" You asked, looking at the blank ceiling and wondering aloud. "Yeah, but (Y/N), you know I love you so much." You giggled, knowing that when Liam gets drunk, it is like he just wants to talk about his feelings-like a girl. "I love you too Li, I really do." He sighed, "I love you so much (Y/N), there is no one I have ever loved more." You rolled over onto his chest and rested there as he went on and on about his love for you.

Harry; You were at the bars with Harry, celebrating the homecoming of the boys' Take Me Home tour. Harry was laughing his head off as you talked with him about nothing. You giggled a little here and there at this silliness, but continued to talk. "So, my cousin got this adorable puppy, you should see the cute tricks it does!" Again, Harry laughed, almost not able to breathe! "Harry." Again, laughter. "Harry!" It continued, until you grabbed his shoulder and looked deep into his eyes. "Harry, stop laughing!" He did as you said, only letting giggles surpass his lips. You rolled your eyes, deciding it is time to take him home. As you dragged your laughing boyfriend across the bars, people stopped, stared, and chuckled at him as you passed. You let out a sigh as you got in the car with him, "you are so not sleeping in the same room as me tonight..."

Louis; It was around one in the morning when your drunk boyfriend came stomping through the door. "(Y/N), WE SHOULD TAKE A WALK AROUND THE CITY!" You were still up, watching television when you heard him. "Lou, it is like one in the morning, we are not going out now." You were tired, but you could not fall asleep lately. "Please babe! It will be so much fun!" He whined, really trying to change your mind. He is an odd drunk, you have found out, which is why you try to not get him drunk often. "No Lou, maybe tomorrow." You sighed, turning off the television and getting up to go to bed. "Yes (Y/N)." His voice turned angry as he grabbed your wrist with a force of power. You looked at him with raised eyebrows; although you knew he does this when he is drunk, he never touched you before. "We are, and you listen to me. I do not care what you say." His voice showed much anger, his face turning a bit red. "N-no." You whimpered, hoping he will calm down. "Yes dammit!" His grip on your wrist tightened, turning his fingers and the skin around them white with pressure. Your face showed fear, and his calmed down, the tension seeping out. His grasp loosened, and he pulled you in for a hug, rubbing your hair and back, "I am so sorry baby! Y-you know how I c-can be." You nodded your head as he kissed it and took you to bed, showing how sorry he really was with cuddles, kisses, and cartoons.

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These are okay, it is 12:15 am on July 30, 2013 with 2 DAYS UNTIL MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!! Anyway, this chapter is also dedicated to @lilimalik123 because she requested these.

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