One Direction and 5SOS preference book 2.0

BSM You say you hate him

Niall: You ignored the constant knocking on your door, hoping your mum would eventually pull him away. There was no way you were talking to Niall. He always made sure to come home when something was happening for Theo or Greg but he just happened to forget your 16th birthday. “(Y/N) please,” Niall pleaded from the other side of the door. “Go away!” you shouted, throwing a shoe at the door. “I messed up! I’m sorry!” “You forgot your only little sister’s birthday! It couldn’t even be a possibility of forgetting Theo or Greg’s birthday, but mine just doesn’t matter enough I guess,” you slammed the door with your fist, listening to him sigh. “I’ve been so busy, you know that, I said I’m sorry, I don’t know what else you want me to do.” You couldn’t stand him at the moment, people at school were always saying how much Niall didn’t care about you but you told them, “When he comes to my party I’ll prove you wrong.” And then he doesn’t show. Doesn’t even text you. “(Y/N), please princess,” Niall tugged on the doorknob again. You slowly opened it, looking into his relieved expression before growling, “I hate you.” And slamming and locking the door again.

Zayn: “I don’t know, maybe you shouldn’t be such a jerk to him,” Zayn raised an eyebrow as he walked in on you and Waliyha talking about your boyfriend. You both looked around Waliyha bit her lip and looked between the two of you. Zayn had been on edge lately since he got home since him and Perrie were in a little argument. They both knew they would be fine but she said they shouldn’t talk for two days so that when they did talk, they would miss each other and everything would be all good. So you didn’t find it surprising Zayn was defending your boyfriend for standing you up and just shot him a look before continuing to talk. But Zayn kept adding more and more nasty comments defending your boyfriend, making you stutter and your eyes to tear up. “Zayn stop,” Waliyha said finally. “Why? She’s acting so selfish! She should just apologize to him,” Zayn scowled. “I hate you!” you shouted, running from the room without seeing his face drop.
Harry: Harry was so embarrassing. He had caught you a few days back, singing when he thought you were alone on the tour bus, and told all the other boys how good you were. You were a little frustrated at that since you hadn’t known he had been watching and you didn’t like other people saying you could sing when you didn’t think you could. But you got downright furious the night of the concert when Harry suddenly called you on stage and asked you to sing his solo from Little Things. The other boys bit their lips watching, knowing you hated crowds, but every time you said no Harry would argue back. So you gave in and sang, but since you were super nervous your voice cracked like five times and some people booed you. You handed Harry back his mic and muttered, “I hate you.” His eyes widened, following your every move as you ran off the stage.
Louis: Sort of a known fact that Louis loved football yeah? So it was no surprise when he offered to take you to your next football game since he was home. You were pretty psyched for him to see you play since your coach had said you were improving fast and could probably get a scholarship with it. First half of the game went great, except for the fact that you nearly twisted your ankle and had to play second half anyways. But you were doing your best to suck it up since Louis was there. Things went downhill pretty fast, but your team was understanding. Unfortunately someone in the stands was not. It took you a few minutes to realize that it was Louis who was shouting criticism from the sidelines. You always knew he got super into the game but it was embarrassing you have your brother yelling mean things at you! Everyone on the field kept glancing at you as you gritted your teeth and finished the game, helping the team win. Even though you knew he had meant to be helpful, after your coach had dismissed you, you stalked past his open arms, whispering a hissed, “I hate you” and walked all the way home.
Liam: You and Liam had made these plans weeks ago since you hadn’t properly hung out alone for months, other than just watching movies at home on the couch. You had gotten up around eight since you two were going to be out the whole day, but it took you a whole other hour to get ready. You went to wait downstairs in the kitchen for Liam since you had heard the shower running and twenty minutes later you saw him come down in a dress shirt and black pants. “Mornin’ (Y/N),” he smiled when he saw you, kissed your forehead, grabbed his keys and walked out the door. You didn’t even process what had just happened, just sat there staring at the door for a few minutes before you called him. You could hear the car running in the back as he answered cheerfully. “Liam, where’d you go?” you asked. “Uh, well first I’m going to visit Nicola, sorry I should’ve asked if you wanted to come. But then I’m going out with Sophia and then out with Zayn and Perrie, why?” You just sort of sat there in a stunned silence as he asked, “(Y/N), you there?” “I hate you,” you said in a sort of shocked voice, hearing him go, “Wait what?” before you hung up.