One Direction Prefrences and Imagines

Prefrence #68 "You told me you loved me"

Zayn: "And you lied," he looked up at you, his eyes that usually gleam bright with happiness and care seemed dark and empty, like you completely tore him apart. "I didn't lie, I-" "Lied. You lied and you keep lying to me ... stop it ... don't hurt me anymore ..." He tried his hardest to keep his composure, not wanting to break down in front of you. His eyes rimmed with tears and his shoulders slumped, "Go." Without any protest, he let you leave, not wanting to see you walk away from him. Not wanting to see you leave him for good.

Liam: "But you don't ... you never did ..." he bit hard on his lip, drawing a bit of blood before he spoke again, "never." "Liam, I love-" "him. You love him ... not me ... you carried me around ... like a toy ... like your pet, and like an idiot I fucking followed after you!" he shouted, making you flinch at the way his words spilled with hatred. "I'm ... I'm sorry ..." "So am I," he muttered before leaving your house, slamming the door behind him, making sure everyone knew he would no longer be a bother.

Louis: "How fucking dare you treat me like this!" You screamed at him, throwing the nearest object towards him, an iced tea bottle, that shattered into tiny pieces on the floor behind his feet. "I-" "Shut up! Just shut up, don't talk! I don't want to hear anymore lies from you! You made promises you didn't keep, empty, broken promises that meant shit to you!" You threw another object at him, a picture frame, that hit the same spot on the wall behind him as the beverage did, making him wince at the horrid sound of broken glass and screams. "Go to hell," you spat before turning around swiftly on your heel, leaving before you let yourself, or him, damage anything else.

Harry: "That you cared ... that you would stay ... why are you leaving me?" you sniffled, looking up at him. You really didn't want to know the answer, you just wanted the thought to burn into his mind. So when he started to speak, you cut him off with a shake of your head. "No ... no, forget it. I," your voice cracked, making his heart do the same as he watched you, "I don't want to know ... as long as you're happy ... that's all that matters to me ... I'm sorry I couldn't please you ..." and with a soft, brokenhearted smile, you walked out, closing the door behind you as you walked home, feeling alone and scared for the first time in months.

Niall: "You didn't mean it, did you?" he asked, looking up at you for an answer. "Niall ... I did, but-" "No ... you didn't ... there would be no buts if you did ..." He sighed, running his hand through his blonde locks, mixing them in with the brown roots of his. "I'm sorry ... if I did something wrong ... if you didn't want me and I pressured you-" "No Niall, it's not your fault, I promise it isn't your fault," you tried to reassure him, but he just let out a sarcastic chuckle and shook his head, "No ... don't make anymore promises, please." And with a disappointed, unusually heartbroken glance, he walked out, his cries being heard until you drowned them out with your own.