Harry - “I need to know…” he measured his voice, quiet like an instrument on a line, head bowed in front of you to avoid your eyes, to look at anything but where you were trying to find him, “please, just tell me…”
"There’s nothing to tell," you stressed in front of him, and you reached out for his hands, where he let you take them, fingers folding in so you could envelope his hands, try at least with his so much bigger than yours, "Harry, babe, it isn’t true… none of it is, please, know that."
"I just… God, I can’t get it out of my head," he ran hands through his hair with a head bowed down to keep you from finding his eyes, voice strained the way he let words run like secrets out of him, "and why wouldn’t you? I’m gone for so long, and you deserve a guy who-"
"Hey," you cut him off, reaching out for his hands, any part of him, "I deserve you, okay? You’re good enough, Harry, you’re enough for me. I love you."
Liam - you stopped when he said it, the way he said it, lips shaking like he couldn’t believe he was asking it, one hand how he leant on the counter in front of you, “babe, I’ve been reading so many things, and I… I know we don’t do that, we don’t pay attention to any of that but I…” he met your eyes, “I just don’t know, babe… I’m scared…”
You had to swallow at first, feeling tears well because of the words and his tone of voice, broken, “scared of what, babe?”
"Of losing you," he finished, pressing his lips together, looking away.
"You’re not going to lose me," you tried hard with the way you said it, "Li, I swear, none of that is true. Please, don’t listen to it. I love you, okay? And it’s only you, Liam, it’s only you…" you stepped close enough, and wrapped your arms around his middle. He relaxed when he felt you, and he held you back, resting his chin on the top of your head, "you have no idea what this means to me, God, and you’re right, I shouldn’t… we shouldn’t be reading any of that, it’s not right… it’s not us…"
"I love you, Liam," you held his cheek then, and he looked down to find you, "I always will."
Louis - “Just…” he had to stop, too angry, skin flustered and red, hot sweat making his hair stick to his forehead in a damp mop. He looked down for a second, and pushed it back with one palm when he cast his eyes up again, “just…” he gritted his teeth, “tell me it isn’t true…”
"Louis," you flattened your palms out in front of you, shaking from yelling and how it had all happened, Louis’ voice booming through the house as soon as you came home, "I did not…" you enunciated the words, "cheat on you, God…" you ran your hands up, through your hair, "I would never do that, I love you!"
"Then what the hell are these rumours? You know I don’t buy into them unless it’s looks damn real, and (Y/N)," he had one hand out, "(Y/N), this looks pretty damn real to me!"
"You cannot believe that crap," you yelled the only way you could in the moment, "please, Louis, I cannot do this with you. I can only tell you the truth, and the truth is that I did not cheat…" you stopped, for a breath, a little abruptly. You ran your hands through your hair again, scowling down to look away from him, "shit, Lou…" you groaned under your breath, "do you actually think that I would cheat on you?"
"No, no," he exasperated, his eyes changing to look a little different, "baby, no… I don’t know, I just… I just love you, (Y/N), okay?"
Zayn - he lay down with you, a little oddly, wrapping arms loosely like he didn’t want to tighten his grip, “I don’t know why I even asked, babe…” he murmured, by your forehead, kissing the skin softly, “I just… I mean, look at you, what guy wouldn’t be throwing himself at you?”
"But Zayn," you sighed, closing your eyes with a tiny shake of your head. You wrapped yourself up to him a little more, "I don’t want any of those other guys," you snuggled closer to his chest, "I only want you."
"I just worry, that’s all," you felt his body under you, your head rising and falling with his chest where you were laying down, "I love you and I don’t want to lose you…" his voice quieted, and he leant one hand down to brush a few strands of hair from your face, "I don’t know what I’d do without you…"
"You’ve got me, Zayn," you felt his body tighten when you wrapped one arm, laying over him a little more, settling closer to how warm he was, "you’re not gonna lose me, I promise."
Niall - laced hands in front of his lap, and a head bowed, he shook it from one side to the other. It was odd, the silence, around you like a jacket. He didn’t move when you looked at him, standing in front of him. You shook once, “Niall… baby, what is it?”
"You…" he hushed the word, before he went tight-lipped and swallowed. He tilted his head a little, "I have to ask…"
"Niall," you knelt in front of him, concerned hands reaching out to his, bundled in his lap, "please, what’s wrong… baby?"
"Have you cheated…" his voice cracked when he looked up, swallowing, red eyes when you saw them, almost shocking, "have you cheated on me?"
"What? Baby," you rushed your hands to his, the only part of your body that lurched, "baby, Ni, please… why would you think that?"
"I don’t know, I just…" he swallowed, shaking, "why wouldn’t you? I mean, I’m away and you deserve someone who’s here all the time, and I…"
"Niall," you squeezed, feeling his fingers loosen to accommodate how you held him there, "I love you," you found his eyes, "you, only you. Okay?"
