One Direction Preferences

You're mentioned in a interview after your break up

Harry: "And your girlfriend, [y/n] how is she?" The banter being shared by the boys comes to a screeching halt. Harry's face falls, the color draining from his cheeks immediately. "Did I say something wrong?" The young blonde interviewer is obviously oblivious to the fact you broken up a week ago that day. "I um... we... she.." Harry swallows roughly as he stumbles over his words."I wouldn't know how she is, we broke up." He finally whispers wiping his face roughly. "Oh, I'm very sorry." She whispers with a frown "Yeah," Harry nods letting out a choked chuckle. "me too."

Liam: His mood quickly goes from happy to unstable. The boys had tried to keep all thought of you out of his head since your relationship ended and this was the first time in weeks he even heard your name. "[y/n] and I.." As he loses his words Nial lays a comforting hand on his shoulder "If you don't want to talk about this, we can just move on." Louis interjects as he places a hand on Liam's knee. "It's okay." He whispers giving them all a weak smile before speaking up. "[y/n] and I are no longer together." The interviewer frowns before flipping her card over. "I'm very sorry."

Louis: Louis tries his absolute hardest to just brush it off, to act like he's not upset whenever you're brought up. In reality he was torn apart inside. Often he spends the nights in your once shared flat downing vodka, or occasionally wine so he can get you off from his mind. The cloudier his mind gets the easier it becomes to forget you, until the alcohol has finished its course through his body and the thought of you comes back stronger. "I... Can't..." He mumbles lowly before getting up and walking off set. "I need a moment." and with that he stumbles out of the building.

Niall: Blue eyes instantly cloud over with tears, the lump growing in his throat causes him to cough awkwardly before rubbing his knee with the palm of his hand. After ending your two-year-relationship Niall hasn't been himself. He's so quiet, so tired and skinny. What does he have to live for if he doesn't have you? That's the question he continues to ask himself as more days pass. "I don't want to talk about her." He finally stutters rubbing his eyes with his fists.

Zayn: Immediately he crawls back into his shell. Arms are tight around his chest as he tries to calm him breathing. "We've broken up." He states through gritted teeth. It's not that he's mad at the interviewer, more as though he's mad at himself. Mad because it was his fault (so he thinks) that you broke up. Maybe if he was home more, maybe if he would've paid more attention to you, then you wouldn't be gone. "When did this happen?" The interview presses causing Zayn to scoff "I don't really want to talk about it."

-Jasmine❤