One Direction Interracial Preferences (BWWM)

Dirty Laundry (Song Preference)

Hey babies, so I have had this song in my head all day and I wanted to share this preference with you guys. If you are in a domestic relationship please don't hide it, because you never know when your last breath will come after the many I'm sorrys. If you need any advice I will always be here for every single one of you girls. This preference will involve abuse. Please no negative comments. I have seen abuse in so many forms, physically emotionally and mentally. Please don't be afraid to tell someone.

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Niall:

Meanwhile this nigga putting his hands on me

I swear y'all don't know the half of this industry

You were sitting in the studio with Niall, working on his solo album. There were a bunch of girls all over him and he had his friends there as well. You were getting stares from the people who knew you were together, as if they were asking you what the hell were you doing letting him do this in your face. You shook your head, as some of his friends knew how aggressive Niall has gotten with you. "Ay make yourself useful and grab me and these lovely ladies some beers." you heard his voice say. You were busy on your phone, not noticing he was talking to you. "Ay, you." you were snapped out of the tweets you were scrolling through. "Excuse me?" you said looking at him. His eyes grew dark as he pushed the girls off his lap walking over to you. "C'mon mate you don't need to do this. Not now." You heard Louis' soft voice say. "Shut up Lou, you don't tell me what to do with my girlfriend." he grabbed your face hard pulling it. You smelled the past beers on his lips. You groaned at his hands tightness on your jaw. You felt his free hand collide with your cheek. You dropped your phone holding your cheek. Everyone looked at Niall in discomfort. They were all piling out the room, trying to get away from the scene that was engaging. He picked you up by your neck throwing you across the room toward the wall. You slid down groaning. "Don't you ever talk back to me!" he screamed in your face, he started punching you in your face. One punch. You thought back to how when you first met him and he was the sweetest guy ever. Two punches, he took you out on a date. Three punches, he hit you for the first time. Four punches, he said sorry. Five punches, he did it again. Six punches, he tells you he loves you and promises to never hurt you. You felt blood dripping from your lip, you went into fetal position and felt a hard kick to your stomach, if only he knew he kicked his unborn child. Hidden, you were scared to tell him terrified actually. It stopped and he spit on you, walking out of the room. You laid there trying to protect yourself. When you heard the door open you let out a faint sob, someone came to pick you up. It was Louis. After everything Niall does to you, he's the one who saves you. You shook in his arms crying. "Why are you bleeding on your legs?" he asked, your swollen eyes went as wide as possible. "I- I was pregnant." you breathed out before blacking out into Louis' arms. The industry knew he was hurting you, but they never knew it could get this bad.

Harry:

And it's almost been a decade

I'm behind them black shades

Roll up like it's all good, right up out that escalate

You were walking the read carpet, after yet another domestic dispute with Harry. He had blacked both of your eyes. You shivered as this cold man wrapped his arm around your waist. You put on a fake smile for the cameras, you didn't need the blogs talking more. Harry was a sweetheart at times, but when he gets jealous he can get very violent. He thought that you were texting another man, which turned into a huge fight. You guys were screaming back and forth until Harry started beating you. You guys had to get ready for the award show. You felt his hand clinching you tighter as you turned your head toward Leonardo Di'Caprio. You grew a bit excited because, he was your celeb crush. You walked over to him after you got out of Harry's grip. You felt someone burning a hole into the back of you, when you turned it was your boyfriend. You walked away from Leo and grabbed Harry's hand. He snatched away from you walking into the building. You knew that after this party there would be another huge fight.

Liam:

When you're soaked in tears for years, it never airs out

When you make pain look this good it never wears out

You were walking home when you were being followed by paps, they were asking you questions about your ex boyfriend Liam. You just smiled them off and told them that he was a great guy, trying not to ruin his good-boy image. Honestly Liam wasn't good as everyone thought, behind closed doors he had a temper and it ruined you relationship. You decided to let him say that he dumped you because his career was taking off, but the honest truth you left him because you couldn't take the pain anymore from someone who you so called love, and someone who claimed to love you. The fighting went on for 2 years around your 1 year old son. Your last straw was when your son hit a girl on the playground. and when you asked him why. He said "Mama you always say that when Daddy hits you that he loves you, and that he didn't mean to do it. I was showing her that I loved her." That same day you decided it was time for Liam to either get his shit together, or you were leaving him. You gave it a week before he started back with his temper. It scared you that your son had picked up on what his father was doing to you, thinking that it was okay. You wanted to tell your son everything when he gets a bit older to understand, but he will have to explain his abuse toward the mother of his child.

Zayn:

Phone call from my sister, "what's the matter?"

She said, "Oh no baby, you gotta leave!"

I'm on the kitchen floor, he took the keys

I was mad at everybody,

I mean everybody

Your family had noticed that you hadn't been around much. So your sister decided to call up. Zayn was yelling at you while you were on the floor crying, he had just beat you because of a statement you made about his label. He grabbed your keys and his keys saying, "I paid for your car, your ass isn't going anywhere." You heard the door slam shut. Your phone rang again and you seen a picture of you and your sister pop up. You answered it trying to sound normal. "Sis, what's the matter it sounds like you're crying, you haven't come to see us in a while." she laughed nervously. "I'm not okay, he's been hitting me." you told her honestly. "Oh no baby, you gotta leave." she breathed onto the phone. "I'm on the kitchen floor and he took the keys." you said breaking down again. "Get ready I'm coming to get you." she said quickly. "NO, don't please. He's just angry he didn't mean to do it." you said. "Really, Y/N he's a dog" she argued with you. "JUST DON'T COME" you screamed at her throwing the phone at the wall. You got up screaming at the top of your lungs, nobody was ever there for you until they found out he was abusing you. When you told your mom she told you to fix your face, and get that money.

a week went by and your sister seen a headline tittle on the news; Singer Zayn Malik's girlfriend found dead, he admits to the murder. She wished she wouldn't have listened to your pleas for her not to come get you.

Louis:

He hittin' the window like it was me, until it shattered

He pulled me out, he said, "Don't nobody love you but me

Not your mama, not your daddy and especially not B."

After a heated argument between you and Louis, you two were in the car. You felt the tension in the car. He backed you into the passenger door, hitting on the window behind you. You felt like you were that window, Louis' hits things when he is angry especially you. He was beating the window, screaming hateful words at you. Questioning why he had married you. All you could do is sit there and cry. The window of his car shattered all over your dress and his hand. He angrily got out of the car walking over to your door. He snatched you out of the car by your arms and started shaking you violently. "Don't nobody love you but me, not your mama, not your daddy and especially not B." he screamed in your face. You had tears thinking of your cousin, she was so close to you that she was like a sister. She always told you that you should get away before something bad happened to you. He grabbed you by your hair, causing the rest of your body to hit the cold pavement. He dragged you in the house ignoring your yelps of pain. He didn't use to be like this. He loved you.

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Pt 2 will be in his POV I really want to do one for Zayn so yeahhh :)