Harry: "Y/N, it isn't even a big deal!" Harry whines as he unlocks the door to our flat, walking in ahead of you. "Are you serious? it is a huge deal Harry!" Of course you knew that girls always have, and always will fan over Harry, but at the club tonight you swore Harry was actually flirting back. "You are being way too over dramatic!" With every damn word he said, he pissed you off even more. "I'm over dramatic?!? Or do you not remember last week when You flipped out cause I was talking to the fucking door man?!?!!" You were tired of fighting with Harry, and you were just so tired in general, as it was already 2 a.m. "I'm going to bed." you sigh and begin to head off towards the bedroom, but his large hand grabbed your arm gently, stopping you. "I'm sorry baby. I know your not over reacting... but babe you have to know that there is no one else out there. No matter how many girls throw themselves at me, or try to slip me there number, there will always only be you. I love you so much Y/N." He lets go of your arm, and you turn to face him completely. "I love you too Harry." you say as he wraps you in his strong arms. "I'm sorry. I know you would never flirt with anyone else... I just - " "Shh." he put his finger up to his mouth, signaling for you to stop talking. "lets just go to bed eh?" you give a small nod and he leads you off toward the bedroom.
Zayn: "Babe, I'm gonna go hang with the boys for a bit." Zayn said as he checked his reflection in the mirror one last time. "How did I know.." You mumbled under your breath, but apparently he still heard you. "What?" He asked coming closer to you, "Nothing.. I said nothing." You lie, But it doesn't matter, he knew you had.
"Y/N, just tell me what what you said."
"Of course your going out!" I snap and stand up from my position on the bed. "What does that mean?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing together, making a crease show on his forehead.
"That ever since you got home, all you've done is go out with everyone else but me!" You practically yell.
He rolls his eyes before yelling back, "You are such a drama queen! I have not! Besides why do you have to be so... clingy?!?" How dare he call you clingy! And by now you've had enough."You know what, fine! I'm a drama queen. Go out and have some fun. Sorry for wanting to spend
Some time with my boyfriend before he leaves for another six months!" You quickly leave the room, as You could feel the tears filling your eyes, but before You could make it to the bathroom, he grabs your waist and turns you to face him. "Your right... I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.." He says, sadness and sincerity showing in his face. "its ok.. I shouldn't have flipped out on you like that." he smiles, and cups your face In his hands before placing a soft kiss on your nose. "You know what? forget going out. I would rather spend the night with the girl of my dreams."
Niall: You had made the dreadful mistake of eating the last cupcake in the fridge. "Y/N!" Niall whined, throwing a fit the second he realized it was gone. "Niall it's just a cupcake. chill." You take a seat on the couch and spread your feet out in front of you, averting your attention to the TV instead of your boyfriend. "Just a cupcake?" Niall asked in disbelief. "Fine. And your just my girlfriend!"
As soon as he said the words, you could tell he wanted to take them back, but it was too late. "Your an asshole." you spit, grabbing your car keys and storming out of the flat.
After sitting alone in your car for half an hour, you begin to calm down and realize that you probably shouldn't have left. You let out a sigh, and turn the car on, pulling out of the car park and onto the main road. 20 minuets later, your back home and enter the flat to find Niall sitting on the coach with a tear stained face. "Y/N!" he jumps up as soon as he sees you. "I - I was worried you weren't coming back..." he whispers and your heart breaks a bit at his innocence. "Niall I would always come back." You hand Niall the grocery bag in your hand, gesturing for him to look inside. When he does, his face lights up. "You got more cupcakes?" he asks. You giggle and nod your head at the adorable Irish boy standing in front of you. "I love you." you say in unison and end up eating the whole box of cupcakes together.
Liam: It was 1 o'clock in the morning, but instead of sleeping you were sitting on the couch wide awake waiting nervously for Liam to come home. "Where the hell is he?" You kept asking yourself. It wasn't like Liam to stay out all night.
Just as you were about to call him for what had to be the hundredth time, you heard the jingle of keys in the door and Liam walked in. "Where have you been?" You practically yell. His eyes widen in surprise and he puts his hands up in defense. "Woah, woah, woah. I'm sorry Y/N. I was with the boys and we kinda lost track of time." His lame excuses don't ease the anger boiling inside you, if anything they only make it bigger. "Why didn't you answer your damn phone Liam?! I've been calling you all night. Do you know how worried I've been?!?" He drops his head ad stares glumly at the floor. "I know. I'm sorry Y/N... You are always here for me, and you always call wen your running late... I know I should have called.. I'm sorry.." You could see in his eyes how sorry he was, and even though you were still still upset, you couldn't yell at his anymore tonight. "I forgive you Liam. Just please, next time, call." He looks up from the floor, happy to be forgiven. "I will baby. I promise." he says and plants a soft kiss to your lips.
Louis: "Your reading again?" Louis asked, annoyance clear in his voice. You were seated on the couch, your hair tied up, sweatpants on, and Harry Potter firmly planted in your hands. "Yes? Why?" Louis rolls his eyes before grabbing the remote and flipping on the Telly. "That's all you ever do anymore. Have you always been this boring?" Boring? What the hell? "Excuse me?" you say hoping you come across as rude as you'd meant to. "Yeah. I mean honestly, how are we together anyway? Your boring and I'm not." the words come out of his mouth before he can seem to stop them. Suddenly your off the couch, and you flinging the book at Louis before running out of your flat and down the hall. You take a seat next to the elevator just as the tears begin to fall down your face. You burry your head in your hands, and Only seconds later you feel another hand rest on your shoulder.
"Y/N. I didn't mean that. I'm sorry."
"Yes you did mean it. you wouldn't have said it if you didn't." You reply between sobs. He meant every word he said but what hurt worse than him saying it, was that he was right.
"Your, - your right Louis.. I am boring." you admit more to yourself than him.
"Babe, your not boring ok? Yeah I would love it if you did something other than read once and a while," he chuckles. "But your far from boring." You peel your face from your hands and look him in his eyes. "I'll try to have fun once a while. " You say, wiping the last few tears from your cheeks and giving him a week smile. "That's my girl. And I'm really sorry for some f the stuff I said back there. It was out of line." he says, and offers his hand to help you off the floor.
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