One Direction Preferences

He sees you cry

HARRY: “You’re ugly” How can you walk around with a face like that?” “Ew, wear a bag” “Do everyone a favor... stay where you came from”

You were sick of the hate; you didn’t think you were ugly, ever. You weren’t that type of person, but as the hate came upon you were second guessing yourself. You picked up a mirror and realized you were ugly, you dropped the handheld mirror on the floor shattering into pieces and you fell on the bed, sobbing.

As you cried into the pillow you told yourself to get a grip but you couldn’t you broke down there was nothing you could do to get a handle on yourself. You knew Harry wasn’t home so you didn’t worry much about pulling yourself together just yet. That was until you heard Harry’s familiar deep voice, “(Y/N)?”

You panicked, sorta. Had it been 2 hours? “Hi,” You accidentally sobbed.

“What’s-” He walked into the room, he saw the shattered mirror and the side of yourself you couldn’t get a grip on, “What’s the matter?”

“The hate... I was looking at i-it and I broke down I-I guess, I’m all ugly and I couldn’t look at myself,” You explained still sobbing uncontrollably.

“Kitten, you’re not ugly. You’re perfect and anyone who says otherwise is a liar,” Harry said climbing onto the bed to hold you in his arms, “You shouldn’t believe the stuff you saw, because anything bad about you isn’t one bit true.”

“Why? All I am is bad, I’m a giant mess,” You say, your sobs slightly controlled.

“No you’re not, and having flaws doesn’t mean imperfection. Flaws are the things that make a person unique and perfect, if everyone looked the same, no one would be unique of perfect because they looked like everyone else, you’re perfect....”

“Can I ask you to promise me something?” You ask.

“Of course kitten,” Harry said.

“Please don’t ever leave me,” You say.

LOUIS: You and Louis were watching Marley and Me on a Friday night. You were very emotional with movies, you knew they were just movies but you couldn’t control your emotions.

It was almost to the end and you were crying but trying not to have him notice, “(Y/N) are you crying?” Louis laughed.

Dammit, “No! I’m just sweating from my eyes, it’s different,” You say leaning over and wiping your eyes on his pants.

“(Y/N),” Louis laughs.

“Marley died! I can’t handle deaths, they upset me ok? And Marley, he was so cute! He shouldn’t have died!” You say your face still rested against his leg.

“You are so emotional!” Louis smiled.

“I don’t care; I can’t control my emotions when it comes to movies. And Marley...” You say.

Louis just laughed. “Don’t judge the judgable!” You shouted.

“Let’s go to bed before you have another tear fest,” He said holding back laughs.

“They had so many good times and memories,” You say following him.

“I can’t even imagine what you would be like if that actually happened to you,” Louis said.

You smiled at his comment because you were thinking, what a sight that would be!

NIALL: You had surgery on your broken arm and they had you on really strong medication.