Niall: "Ouch," you groan, clenching your stomach and shutting your eyes tightly. The cramps were killing you, it felt as if someone were stabbing you. You took some menstrual relief pills, but they weren't doing any good.
"I'm sorry, babe..." Niall shifts in his seat, obviously uncomfortable. You didn't blame him though. You understood since you were a girl, and girls have their time of the month, and boys didn't. Which every girl thought was unfair.
"You're so lucky, Ni." You flip yourself over in bed so that your stomach is facing upwards.
A giant cramp attacks your stomach, and you jump out of bed and start touching your toes.
"What are you doing?" He questions, looking at you with a confused expression.
"My mum always told me that," you take a moment to catch your breath. "Touching your toes helps cramps."
You smile half-heartedly at Niall and he gives you a wide grin.
Harry: "Aww!" You coo at the television. You were currently watching a chick flick and Harry was by your side, bored out of his mind.
"That's so sad!" You feel tears brim at the edge of you eyes, and when the woman on screen kneels down and places the flowers on her passed lovers grave, you loose it.
The tears are rushing down your face like a waterfall. You're quick to get a tissue and stop the tears from dripping off your face.
Harry wraps his arms around you before saying, "It's only a movie, babe."
"BUT HE DIED FOR HER!" You cry, wiping your nose that was runny due to the overwhelming amount of tears that now dribbled onto your sweater.
"Only because he loves her. Just like us. I love you so much, I would die for you." He says, stroking your hair.
And that only made you cry more.
"I love you too, but you're not helping here!"
He giggles before you both turn your attention back to the film.
Louis: You stomp inside your flat, and rush straight to the fridge. You were so hungry, and since Lou forgot to pick you up after work, you had to drive an extra hour before you could eat again.
You searched for the left overs, pushing and rearranging things, but you just couldn't find the spaghetti that you made last night.
You run upstairs to see Louis asleep on the bed, with spaghetti sauce staining his lips.
You grit your teeth whilst throwing a pillow at him and saying, "Louis! Get up!"
He turns around confused.
"Y/N? You're home from work already? I thought I had to pick you up at four thirty?" His voice is groggy and his hair is a big mess.
"Look at the time! It's five thirty! What a great boyfriend you are, right, Lou?! Nice to know I can always rely on you!" You were overreacting a bit but you couldn't stop yourself, it was that time of the month.
"I'm sorry, the alarm didn't go off babe." He said, kicking the blankets off and walking over to you. Louis was being so calm with you, and not coming back at you with rude remarks, like you were to him.
Suddenly, you start crying. You know that feeling when you want to cry but you don't really know why? That kind of crying.
Lou's face softens once he realizes that you're on your period. He brings you into a giant hug, rubbing your back soothingly.
"Shh, I'm sorry for not picking you up... And for eating leftovers."
"It's okay." You look up at him and he grins widely. It's funny how just a smile can brighten someone's day.
Liam: When you were on your period, you were really quiet. Kept to yourself. And you didn't really say or do anything productive so you just kinda watched Netflix all day.
"Y/N?" Liam says, swooping in front of the tele to get your attention.
"Hm?"
"Are you okay?" He could tell by your silence that something was up.
"Totally." It came out of your mouth in a sarcastic tone without meaning to be. You weren't emotional or angry on your period, you just were quiet.
Liam doesn't reply with words, he just lays down next to you, resting your head on his chest as he toys with your hair.
Zayn: "Y/N! What brand of tampons do you like?" Zayn yells from halfway across the supermarket. You look up from your magazine that your were browsing through and your cheeks were as red as possible.
You power-walk towards him. "Shh!" You hold a finger to your lips and look around you cautiously. Just then, a pap snaps a picture of you and Zayn. He's holding a box of tampons.
He's never gonna live that down, you thought.
Once the pap is gone, you giggle and grab the right brand of tampons.
The next day, Zayn is on several magazine covers, and it was even on E! news.
You were able to laugh at it, but Zayn, not so much.
A/N: Hii guys so I started writing a fan fiction. It's a Liam fanfic because I'm a Liam girl hehe c; anyway I'm gonna publish it when it finished, and I probably won't be done with it for a long time. But the plot is really good, I think you guys will like it.
-Shay
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