One Direction Preferences

5: Fighting (Part 1)

5: Fighting (Part 1)

Niall:

Lately Niall had been going out a lot. It wasn't fair that you were there to take care of his hangover the next morning. "Where are you going Niall?" You asked from the top of the stairs. Niall groaned and turned to face you. "Out." He scoffed. You sighed loudly enough for him to stop his tracks. "Niall, you go out almost every night and then you come back late and expect me to take care of you once you hangover comes along?" You said you voice raising. "Y/n don't aggravate me right now. Your supposed to take care of me in the morning when I have my hangover that's what girlfriends do!" Niall he voice echoing through the flat. "Niall, as you girlfriend your supposed to spend time with me instead of going out!" You yelled. Tears made their way down you cheeks. "I'm going out okay? Bye." Niall said as you began to sob leaving you alone.

Liam:

"Y/n I don't like that you hang out with him!" Liam shouts. He was currently complaining about a guy friend of yours who Liam thought you were having some kind of a sexual relation with. "What if he makes a move on you?!" Liam contiunes. You sigh sitting down on the settee. "Liam he is my friend from school, would you please just calm down!" You say rubbing your temples slightly. "He likes you!" "HE DOES NOT LIAM!" you shot back. Liam scoffs. "Really y/n are you that stupid to realize that he is flirting with you? I know you like him back so just say it!" Liam shouts. "No Liam, he does not like me and I am not that stupid to see that. Maybe your just to stupid to realize that we are just friends and that I don't like him like you think I do." You say. Liam just stares at you as you continue. "You should really stop being so jealous and just realize that I only love you." You finish standing up and off the settee and making your way to the bedroom.

Harry:

The fight had currently been going on for two hours. It was about you not spending enough time together. Honestly, you did think that your time together was not as long as you hoped it would be. It was always so short, but it was because of uni and Harry's time with work just wasn't able to work around with. "Y/n work is my job I can't work around it!" Harry shouted. His fist cluched and his face red from the anger building up inside him. "I can't work around my schedule either Harry! This is my future!" You yelled back. Tears were filling in your eyes thinking that this could be the end of your relationship. Harry sighed loudly. "Then I don't know what to do anymore, I'm gonna go out, I need to clear my mind." Harry said calmly. You nodded slightly hearing the front door slam, meaning Harry had left. The tears in your eyes were now pouring out more than ever, thinking about this being the last you might ever hear of Harry.

Zayn:

Lately Zayn had said little comments here and there, they weren't nice comments either. He was kinda dropping a hint that he was angry at you. Finally you had enough. "Fine Zayn! If your mad fucking tell me and don't drop comments here and there about me!" You yell. Zayn shrugs and continues to watch tv, completely ignoring you. "Are you even listening?!" You yell again. Zayn does nothing this time and just stares and the show on the tv. "Fine Zayn, you obviously don't care, I'll be out of your hair. Is that what will make you happy?" You question. Your voice being a bit shaky since your starting to cry. Zayn shrugs again, but this time you run off to the bedroom you and Zayn share. You quickly pack a bag for a few days thinking you will come back for the rest of your stuff later. Just as your walking out Zayn stands from the settee, "Where are you going?" He asks. "You don't care Zayn, why the hell should I?" You ask. "It's not that I don't care, it's just-" Zayn stops himself starting to play with his hands. "Yeah Zayn, it's not that you don't care. It's that you don't love me anymore." You say before making you way out of the flat, leaving Zayn.

Louis:

Louis way being so distant from you, it felt so weird. "Hey Lou, baby, did I do something?" You casually ask as you both eat dinner. "I don't know y/n why don't you ask your ex." Louis mumbles but loud enough that you heard. "W-what?" You ask. You were taken aback since you and your ex were over with. "Yeah y/n i saw the pictures they are all over twitter and instagram all over the internet!" Louis screams. He quickly pulls out his phone and shows you a picture of you and your ex. It was one from one you had to meet up so he could give you some stuff of yours back. "Louis, that was a very long time ago-" "Are they real?!" Lois screams cutting you off. His anger shows by his hands in a tight fist and his biceps tighten as he shouts. "Y-yes the are real but-" Louis doesn't let you finish before he smashes a vase and the lamp near the both of you. You flinch afraid of what he might do. Instead of touching you, Louis grabs his keys and leaves you crying to yourself.