One Direction Imagines and Preferences

Jealous

"Babe, can I talk to you for a second" Niall beckoned, standing in the doorway of the bedroom. I furrowed my eyebrows, sitting up straight on the bed and nodding. This was already unusual and weird, why would he not just walk in and talk to you.
Niall approached you, sitting down at the end of the bed and turning his torso to face you.
"I-I think we should take a break" he spoke just above a whisper. My eyes bulged at his statement, I couldn't believe my own ears
"You-you what?" I asked, disbelief evident in my tone.
"I just...I don't feel the connection between us anymore" he said, eyes still not meeting mine. My mouth was still wide as I looked to him in shock.
"Are you kidding me?" I questioned, still trying to comprehend what was happening
"I-I'm sorry Y/N. You're a great girl, I just don't know where my head is at right now, I have so many things going on and-"
"No, it's okay. Don't explain yourself" you sarcastically remarked, throwing the covers off of you and stomping over to your suitcase, taking it out.
"All I want is a break, and I'll call if I want this back. I just don't-"
"Oh fuck you Niall" I told, shoving clothes from draws into the suitcase
"If you're breaking up with me now, then we're over." I laughed hysterically, muttering to myself how stupid this boy is.
"Y/N, I just don't know if I want to settle down with you yet or if I want to remain single for a while-"
"Niall" you cut him off once again, standing up from your suitcase and zipping it up.
" shut up before you dig yourself a deeper hole. Hope you have a nice 'single life' fucking hoes and getting piss ass drunk every night. Cause I'm not gonna be there now to help you! To just be there for you!" Your voice rose as the words spilt out, up until the last phrase was a scream. You wiped the single tear that feel from your eye, giving him a hard glare as you tugged your suitcase with you out the bedroom.
"Y/N-" he tried, but you ignored him and continued walking, right on out the door.
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"Y/N- oh my what happened" Josh exclaimed, pulling me into his arms immediately. And no, not Josh Devine, one directions drummer. Josh Hutcherson, aka my best friend.
"Paps" I said through tears, and he seemed to get the memo as he dragged me inside, shutting the door behind us. We stood in the middle of the room, his arms wrapped around your waist as he held you tight to him. You nuzzled your face into his neck, crying into the soft skin there.
"C'mon" he told, bringing you with him until he sat on the couch. You sat beside him, body still snuggled close to his as your crying turned into loud sniffs. Your head rested on his shoulder as his body was turned towards you, rubbing his hand up and down your side
"H-he broke up with m-me" I let out, feeling good that I was finally telling someone the big news
"What?! Why?!" Josh frowned, disbelief coming across all of his features
"Basically..he's not sure of his feelings towards me anymore and he doesn't know if he's ready to settle down" I explained
"Well that's absolutely ridiculous" Josh huffed, running his fingers through my hair to calm me down
"I don't understand! We've been together for over two years now and talked about proposing! He's seemed happy all along, I've loved him with all my heart. I must've done something wrong"
"No. Don't you dare think you did something wrong. He's being an absolute dick, playing with your heart like that. You don't deserve him" Josh complimented. I snuggled further into his shoulder, somewhat relaxed where I was laying.
"Do you mind if I stay here tonight? Then I'll find a hotel tomorrow and-"
"You are staying here until you are able to get back on your feet" Josh told.
"Oh please don't. I just barged in and I feel incredibly rude about it, I'll pay you when I get the money"
"Y/N, I'm not excepting any money.. You're my best friend, I would do anything for you. You're more than welcome here anytime" he reassured. I sighed as I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. Maybe single life wouldn't be that bad.

An hour or so passed, the time quickly approaching midnight. We sat and caught up for the first fourth five minutes or so, but for the past 20 we have been quiet and watching tv, with the occasional laugh.
"Can we do something?" I brought up, looking up to meet Josh's eyes.
"Midnight adventure time?" He grinned. I nodded, my mood quickly changing as I jumped up from my warm cuddled position. Josh followed my lead, taking me to his car. We didn't really have a destination, just rolled the windows down and blasted our pop music. Josh always knew how to cheer me up and make me cry of laughter, and right now I forgot everything that happened tonight. Well now last night.
"OHHHH HELL YEAH" Josh yelled, turning the radio louder
"I GOT BROADS IN ATLANTA" we both laughed as we sang, dancing in the front of my car. I whipped out my snapchat, videotaping Josh as he spit rapid fire just like the singer of Panda. I was enjoying myself so much right now.
"Ahh our destination" Josh laughed, pulling into a McDonalds. I grinned happily, telling him what I wanted. He ordered and pulled up to the first window,paying before moving to the second.
"Hey, tape this" he told. I obeyed, getting snapchat ready. The worker handed him a bag before walking off to get the ice cream. Once back, he handed it over to Josh who grabbed the ice cream from the top.
"I love the feeling" Josh spoke in the weirdest voice ever, causing the worker to stare wide eyed at him. I laughed loudly and the video ended, Josh driving away quickly from embarrassment.
"That was so fucking great" I laughed, handing him his food as I started to devour mine.
"Wait!! Take a picture of me with the food" he ordered. I obeyed once again, snapping the shot. He quickly took to Instagram and posted the pic, commenting "late night runs with @yourinsta" as we drove back home we were a bit quieter due to the fact we now had food, and I decided to check who saw my story so far. Friends all showed up until halfway through, Niall's name popped up. I rolled my eyes, scoffing to myself as I shit my phone off. Now he wanted to be mr. nosey and get all up in my business. Well guess what? I'm not yours anymore Niall. And no matter how hard it hurts, I know I'll get through it.