One Direction Preference

You fight

Liam

"Hey Liam, I'm home. Where are you?" You called as you stepped through the front door, your arms full of shopping. You heard shooshing sounds and drunk giggling before Niall came sprinting past you and out the door.

"I'm not in here Y/N. Look somewhere else!" He laughed as you dropped the bags and kicked the door shut. You huffed into the living room to find Liam rolled up in a blanket on the couch.

"God dammit Liam! Are you drunk?" You cried as you angrily whipped the blanket off him.

"Maybe." He smirked before giggling.

"Fuck. I'm sick of this Liam. Your daughter is asleep upstairs and you're down here getting drunk with Niall and watching heaven knows what on TV. Don't you get it Liam. You are tearing this family apart." You cried as you tugged furiously at your hair.

"Calm down Y/N. In all fairness it was only light beers and telly tubbies." He laughed as he buried his face in a pillow.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Liam!" You screamed as you picked him up off the couch. "That sure doesn't look too light to me. And I'm pretty sure the telly tubbies never had sex." You stated as you pointed to the vodka and turned on the TV.

"I'm sorry Y/N. We were just having some fun." Liam suggested, suddenly sobering up.

"Fuck this Liam. You need to stop. You have a family now. You need to start growing up." You stated, softening at how broken he looked.

"Fuck. I'm so bad. I'm so sorry Y/N. I didn't realise how bad it was getting." He sobbed as he hung his head in his hands.

Zayn

To Zayn

Hey, comin home now c u in 2

You texted him before pulling onto your street. You drove slowly as you passed the school and church, before pulling up out front. You picked your bag out of the back seat and opened the car door. You breathed a sigh as you stepped out, mentally preparing yourself for the onslaught which was home. You climbed the front steps to the house and placed the key in the lock before stopping. You pressed your ear to the door. Registering the sound you turned the key and flung the door open.

"Zayn. Who is that?" You asked as you saw Zayn kissing a woman on the couch. Zayn pulled away from the girl and looked at you with a shocked expression.

"Fuck umm. I'm sorry Y/N! I just.. I didn't?" He mumbled as he averted his eyes from your face.

"Get her out before I call your mother." You warned him as you controlled your breathing. You turned your back on him as he talked to the girl and within a few seconds the door slammed behind you.

"Y/N, let me explain!" He began before you turned to face him.

"Explain. Explain what Zayn? Why there was another girl kissing my husband? Why you've been working so late? Why you always miss Anya's soccer matches? And Lukes (wow yes this was before 5SOS, who wins? I win) saxophone concerts? I don't want you to explain Zayn. I just want to know how long and why?" You questioned him, putting out your hand as he stepped closer.

"First of all her names Tani and I don't know why. I just- I don't feel anything anymore Y/N. I'm sure I'm not the only one. Fuck it, I know I'm not the only one." He yelled as you saw your children at the top of the stairs.

"Anya, Luke. Go back to your rooms." You told them as they retreated to their separate bedrooms.

"You're right Zayn. For once your absolutely right. You know what? I want out. I want out Zayn. It's not just for me. It's for everyone who every cared about this family. I want out!" You shouted at him as you grabbed your keys and ran to your car, leaving Zayn to drop to his knees at the front door.

Harry

"Hey Niall, what is Harry like with you guys lately?" You asked Niall as you sat around your coffee table with him.

"Just his usual self. Why?" He asked as he sipped his mug of coffee.

"He's just seemed a bit off at home lately. Like unhappy and stuff. I'm sure it's nothing." You assured him as a worried look came across his face.

"Well I have to get going now and meet Liam at Maccas but gimme a call if anything happens and maybe you should ask him yeah. Bye!" He called as he set down his mug and left the house.

30 minutes later.

"Hey Harry has anything happened you're not telling me about?" You asked him as you sat beside him on the couch. You felt his body stiffen before he answered.

"It's nothing Y/N." He replied before beginning to channel surf.

"No it is something Harry. Because you're taking it out on everyone else ok." You bluntly stated and he looked into your eyes.

"Lay off woman. It's not like it's any of your business what goes on with me. You're not my mother and you're not my wife. So back off!" He yelled before jumping from the couch and heading upstairs. But before he even reached the door you caught his arm.

"How dare you fucking treat me like that. I care about you more than anyone and you stand there talking shit. Now sit down and tell me what the fuck is going in before I leave and don't come back." You yelled back as you tried to keep your voice calm but failed. You pushed him back to the couch and he grabbed hold of your arm, flipping you so that you were pinned to the couch. He stood up and walked to the bedroom, not saying another word.

Niall

"N-Niall, can you come here please?" You stuttered from the bathroom.

"Yeah babe. What is it? Everything alright!?" He pestered you as he jiggled in the doorframe.

"Niall. I-I think I'm pregnant." You whispered and Nialls movements cease. You dropped to your knees as the pregnancy test fell from your hands. You sat there for a minute in silence.

"Ni, say something. Please!" You pleaded as you looked into his face.

He was quiet for a moment. And then."Are you going to abort it?" He asked as he stared at the test on the floor. In that moment your heart and stomach plummeted.

"Niall. What do you mean?" You asked him, hoping upon hope that he was joking.

"Your nineteen Y/N. How are you going to keep the baby?" He questioned, looking at you like you were stupid.

"What the fuck are you talking about?! It's your baby too Niall. I'm not going to abort your mistake to make you happy!" You yelled as you stood from the floor. "This baby isn't just part of a fucking game Niall. It's you and I Niall. Or it's nothing." You screamed in his face as tears spilled from your eyes. He shook his head slowly.

"I can't deal with this Y/N! You think everything's a joke to me? I live a life aswell Y/N. Sometimes you don't seem to get that." He replied.

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