One Direction Preferences

Breakup And Makeup (Part 1)

Preference #6- Breakup And Makeup (Part 1)

Harry: Harry and you were having little arguments every once in a while. Today was different, all the stress you both have were just let out on each other. "Your never here Harry! Every time I do see you, it's never the same!" You scream, throwing your hands in the air. "Thats why I never see you anymore! Nothing's been the same since I got back from tour" Harry yells back, staring right at you. "It's not my fault everything changed is it Harry?" You yell back. "Yes it's your fault. Your always making me change. I stopped lots of shit for you and even the boys said I'm different" Harry yells, pounding his fist on the wall. "You know what, I'm done Harry. Im just done" You says the anger in you diminished. "Done with the argument? So am I" Harry says huffing out his breath. "No Harry I'm done with us. Be who you want, I never asked for you to change. You did it by yourself" You say, grabbing your bag and walking to the door. "No please, don't go I love you. I need you. Kitten please." Harry begs, turning you to face him. He has tears building in his eyes. You shrug out of his grip and open the door. "I'm done Harry" You say and walk out the door, having to get your stuff sometime soon.

Liam: Liam has been on tour for months on end. You haven't seen him in 5 months to be exact. You can't handle it anymore. Liam and you are on Skype. "I have to go love. Talk to you tomorrow." Liam says about to log off. "Wait Liam, I need to tell you something" You say before he's gone. "What is it babe?" Liam ask, he's about to fall asleep, and you say what's on your mind. "Liam I don't think we are working out anymore. It's over Liam, I'm so sorry" you says quickly and Liam almost jumps out of his seat. "Babe no I'm coming home soon, we can work this out." Liam says, his whole face showing fear throughout it. "It's over Liam. I'm sorry" you say and end the call, shutting your laptop closed. You started crying, tearing pouring down your face. You loved Liam but you couldn't handle not seeing him for months. It's for the best you thought.

Louis: The rumors were getting to you, you being his beard. Everyone swore he was dating Harry behind your back. Every time you went out, you were called a beard and a fake. Louis wasn't home, he was recording at the studio. You were on your phone reading through all the hate. You started crying and couldn't stop. You grabbed a piece of paper and wrote him a note. "Dear Louis, I can't take being called a beard or fake anymore. I love you Louis I want you to know that. I always will but you'll be better without me. I'm sorry it's such short notice but it's for the best Lou. Keep being famous and doing what you love.Maybe ill see you around. Love, Y/N" you finish the note running to the bedroom you shared and put all your things in a suitcase messy. You knew he would be home soon. You finished packing and laided the note on the bed. After that you left to go live with your best friend.

Niall: Niall's the sweetest guy you ever knew. You had a history he didn't know about. One day it clicked on you. He could leave at any given time, he could have someone better. "Princess I'm home" you heard his Irish voice boom throughout the flat. You already had your stuff packed. He saw you standing with your bags next to you. His eyes were filled with tears already. "W-why are your b-bags p-packed?" Niall asks his voice cracking. "I can't be here know you can have someone better. Someone for you. I'm not that girl. Ni I want you to find someone better. I'm not the girl for you." You say trying to control your tears. "Y-your the one I w-want. I'm in love with you" Niall says, tearing streaming down his face as his voice cracks. "I love you and that's why I'm leaving. You'll understand in the long run. Goodbye Niall" You say grabbing your bags and heading out the front door. You turn and see Niall on the floor in a ball. You turn back around and keep walking, you end up in front of your flat, tears streaming down your face.

Zayn: You found a pack of cigarettes in Zayn's jacket pocket and another in a pair of his pants when you were doing his laundry. He told you he had stopped smoking months ago. It upset you he lied because you had relatives pass away from lung cancer. You shook your head and went to the room you shared, finding Zayn on the bed. You went to the closet and grabbed a bag out of the top. You took your clothes of the hangers, Zayn still hadn't noticed. When you turned around Zayn was standing there looking at you, a confused look on his face. You took the cigarette boxes out of your pocket tossing them on the bed. "Babe no god I'm sorry I couldn't stop. I'm so sorry. Please don't go" Zayn says his hand on your wrist as your near the door. "No Zayn you knew I hate it, now it's your turn to face one of the consequences." You snap and walk out the door. "Y/N please!" You here Zayn yell down the hall but your already gone. Zayn punches the wall and slides down the wall crying thinking of how he lost the best person in the world.