Harry: "Babe I'm home!" Harry yells as he opens up the door to your shared flat. You make no appearance however, so he searches the whole ppace for several minutes before finding you curled up on the floor in your bedroom; head in hands, and tears streaming down your makeup stained face. "Y/N whats wrong?" Harry quickly gets over to you, sitting besidr you on the hard wood. Instead of a response, you point to your laptop, that is sitting, open, on your bed. Harry picks it up, scanning his eyes over the twitter feed in your home page. "Y/N? this is why your upset?" his voice isnt full of judgement, or mocking, but of compassion and sincerity. He looks away from the computer, and into your eyes for confirmation of his words. You open your mouth to speak, but the words wont come, So you just nod instead. Setting the laptop back down, he made his way back to you, engulfing you in his strong arms. "Baby, it doesn't matter what any of them say. None of it will change the way I feel about you. You know that don't you?" He waits a second for you to respond, but when you don't, he continues. "Y/N their opinions of you don't define who you are. All the shit they say about you, is just that. Please baby. Don't let them do this. Don't let them get to you. Because I can't lose you." he places two of his fingers under your chin, tilting your face to look up at him. "Promise me you won't." his voice is almost a whisper now, and you can hear it begin to crack. "I promise Harry." you finally say, and he plants a kiss on your lips. "I love you so much Y/N. Amd don't you ever forget that."
Zayn: "Babe have you seen my phone anywhere? I wanna check my twitter." you had searched the whole flat twice, but still couldn't seem to find it. "Um babe I'm not sure if that's such a great idea." Zayn replied, shocking you a bit. "And why not?" you tested your boyfriend, now noticing the small white rectangular device in his hands. When he didnt answer, you took his distraction as a chance to grab your phone. "Y/N don't!" Zayn tried grabbing it back from you, but you already had the twitter app open, and you now had a pang of regret in you, wishing you had listened to Zayn in the first place. Your twitter feed was full of remarks from tons of fans, and all of them were trashing your relationship with Zayn. "Am I really as bad of a person as they say I am?" you asked, looking up at Zayn with tears forming behind your lashes. You couldn't help the cracking in your voice, and you noticed that Zayn's eyes had tears behind them too. "Zayn?" He shook his head at you, covering his face with his hands. "I just can't believe that the girl I love more than anything, thinks so lowly of herself because of strangers on the Internet... It kills me to know you think of yourself anything less than what you are. beautiful."
Niall: "Niall why do they hate me so much?" tears are slowly streaming down your face, and Niall squeezes you a bit tighter in his strong arms. The two of you are seated on the sofa in the living room of your flat; your laptop is wide open on the coffee table, and you have been getting nothing but hateful messages all morning. "Because baby. Your smart, your beautiful, your kind. Your absolutely perfect, and they envy you because you've stolen my heart... They just wish they were you. That's why they say these cruel things... But please just don't let it get to you. None of it matters." He gently strokes your cheek with the pad of his thumb, and places a soft kiss to your forehead. "I just wish it would all stop." You whisper in between sobs. Niall nods in agreement, shutting the laptop. "I know you do baby. But they don't have control over your emotions. They can't make you miserable. If you let it go, they won't be able to bother you anymore." Niall was right, they couldn't make you miserable without your input. "I know." You replied, leaning onto his shoulders. "I'm so lucky to have you."
Liam: "Y/N are you ready to go?" Liam called from somewhere in the kitchen. After you didn't respond however, he made his way to your bedroom to find you sitting on the bed in tears. "What's wrong?!" he frantically asks when he sees you. Instead of responding, you only point to your cell phone lying next to you on the bed. Liam picks it up, and immediately gets angry over the words on the screen. "I can't believe people are saying such horrible things about you! Do they have nothing better to do?!" He shuts down the phone before returning it to its spot on the bed. "Listen Y/N, no matter what you do, there will always be people out there who are going to try and put you down. There will always be people who don't like you, simply because your with me. I can't make them stop - believe me I've tried, but I can promise you that their words mean nothing. I love you baby. " He engulfs you in a hug, and you smile even though he can't see you. "I love you too Liam."
Louis: "I can't take this anymore Louis!" you yell as you throw your phone on the couch. "Y/N why do yoy care what they say? It doesn't matter!" You shake your head at him and head towards your bedroom. He is quick to follow you, and he watches intensely as you pack a small bag of clothes. "what are you doing?" he asks, as the seriousness of the situation finally hits him. "I'm leaving Louis." Your trying your best to keep you tears hidden, but it doesn't seem to work. "Y/N you can't leave." he walks over to you, trying to grab the bag from your hands, but he doesn't reach it in time. "Louis I can't live like this anymore! I'm not strong enough to put up with this!" you wipe at the tears that have begun to fall and make your way towards the door. "Goodbye Louis. Im sorry..." You open the door and head down the hall, but of course, he follows you and grabs your wrist. "But I can't live without you." he says, before turning you around and crushing his lips against yours. "We can get through this, together. But you have to stay." He looks into your eyes, pleading for you to stay. "Ok." you finally whisper, letting out a sigh. A small smile grows on his face, and he kisses you once more before taking you back inside the flat.
A/N:
Thanks sooooo much for all the reads. Ilysm!
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QOTD: where do you guys live? I live in Ohio in the United States.
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