When He's Angry

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Harry: You come home to a silent flat. Everything is perfectly in it's place. Silently, you begin searching for Harry. You find him in your shared bedroom which is basically torn apart. He's seated on the floor, his head bowed, curls disarray, and his long legs spread apart. Quietly, you crawl between his legs, gently running a soft hand through his curls to make sure he was alright with being touched. You curl up, gently pressing a kiss to his nose. When you pull away, Harry's green eyes stare back at you. "Hi there, Kitten." You snuggle against Harry's chest whispering as you close your eyes, "Feel better, Harry?" Harry smiles, running a hand through your long hair, and kisses you. "Now that you're here, I'm fine." 

Niall: When you come home, you know something is wrong the instant you opened the door. Niall's bag, jacket and a pair of his shoes are in the middle of the floor, along with his wallet, keys and phone. You quickly tidy up and start searching for your amazing Irish boyfriend. The flat is completely silent, and you're sure everything looks perfectly normal. Upon entering your shared bedroom, you see Niall hunched over in a ball, sobbing. Your heart breaks seeing him like this, and you pull him into your arms and hold him. Once he seems to notice your presence, he rolls over and holds you against his chest, tangling his legs with yours. "Niall, please stop crying. It really hurts to see you like this. I want you to be happy again, Niall." You're nearly in tears from seeing your boyfriend crying, and the tears nearly fall at your words. Seeming to sense this, Niall hugs you and whispers, "I'm better now princess. You're here, and you shouldn't cry. Please? It hurts me to see you cry." You're there, you are Niall's everything, his happiness depends on you. 

Louis: You're slightly startled when you walk in the door and see that the entire flat is trashed. Suddenly, you hear footsteps clomping around upstairs. Louis. You hear the shower turn on upstairs, and you softly sigh. After an hour and a half, the flat is all clean. You stay in the kitchen, making some food for when Louis is calmed down. You haven't entered your shared bedroom yet, as Louis is in the shower that's in the bathroom connected to your bedroom. Once the food is mostly ready, you creep into your bedroom. It takes you a good twenty minutes to pick your way to the bathroom. Peeking in, you see Louis sitting cross-legged in the bath tub with the shower running. You quietly strip off your clothes, settling behind Louis and begin to massage his shoulders. A few minutes later, Louis turns toward you, surprised that you hadn't come home and started scolding him. Louis pulls you into his arms and hugs you tightly. He places sweet, loving kisses all over your face as he apologizes in between. "I'm sorry... I know I shouldn't have torn up the flat, Angel... please don't leave me." You respond by giving him a long kiss and answering, "Never. I'll never leave you Lou." 

Liam: You come home to an empty flat. Thinking Liam has gone out, you go to change into some comfortable clothes. When you step into your shared bedroom, you found that some of Liam's things are gone. Blinking back tears, you begin searching for a note, for some kind of explanation. But there is nothing. Pulling out your phone, you text Liam: 'Babe, where are you? Please come home, I love you xx.' You don't get a response. Crying, you sink to the ground. You don't see Liam for three days. You've called the boys, and they don't know where he is. The tears haven't stopped flowing, and you mostly remain at the flat you and Liam share. On the third day, as you are crying, you hear the door open. Looking up, you see Liam enter. You choke out, "Liam!" as soon as the door shuts. Liam drops his bag, moving to comfort you. "Where were you?" You sob. "I'm so sorry beautiful, I was really mad about something and I didn't want to hurt you in case I snapped,  so I stayed in a hotel." The tears finally stop and you said, "It's okay Liam. But next time, please leave a note." 

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