Zayn: You slam the door behind you after your second run of the day. You were still shocked and hurt at the way Zayn talked about your weight to the other boys, so you made sure this run was extra long, to keep him in suspense. But when you got home, all you felt like doing, was running again. You notice none of the boys are here anymore as you creep into the kitchen to refill your water bottle. But Zayn is sitting at the table, already waiting. “Boo, i’m so sor—” “Don’t wanna hear it, Zayn” You interrupt and get to filling your water quickly. “Please hear me out, Y/N. Can you please let me explain?” He walks over to you, blocking your path from the kitchen to the hallway. “Fine. Explain” You set your bottle down and cross your arms across your chest. “Well, I may miss Perrie’s body and all, but there’s a reason I broke up with her” He insists, taking your hands into his. “Because she was too skinny?” You scoff and wrench your hands from his, trying to push past him and failing, miserably. “No, because she wasn’t you” Zayn bent down to look dead straight in your eyes, “Sure, you have this one minor flaw, but it doesn’t mean I want you to change it…I love you Y/N, and that means I love all of you”. You can’t help but smile softly at what he had just said. “Alright…but don’t let it happen again!”
Harry: “Y/N, i’m sorry, please let me in” Harry knocked impatiently on the bedroom door. He’d slept on the couch for the past two days and you still hadn’t, one-forgiven him or two-let him anywhere near you. After what he said to Niall about your sex life, you just couldn’t face him yet. “No, go away” You mumble from being buried under the covers and pillows. “Come on, Y/N, don’t be like that. I’m sorry for what I said. I truly am. All I meant was, sure, you don’t have much experience but your right, it’s because she’s had all these ancient years of experience”. You giggle a bit at his ‘ancient’ comment on Caroline. You sit up from being curled up in the covers, “Harry, it’s unlocked” You mumble, loud enough for him to hear. “Y/N, i’m so sorry and—” He crawls onto the bed and you grab his face, cutting him off. “Don’t. Let. It. Happen. Again” You say sternly and he nods, wrapping his arms around you and tackling you back onto the bed.
Niall: “Y/N, Y/N, Y/N. If you don’t come out of your room anytime soon i’m going to climb up the window and smash the glass. Please let me in” Niall pleads from the other side of the locked door. “Niall, go away, i’m trying to study!” You shout back, flipping through the pages of your books. “You’ve been studying for the past day non-stop. Please come out here. I miss you…and I didn’t mean anything I said. Demi was just less sensitive to those kind of things…” He mumbles, mainly to himself. You march over and wrench open the door to glare at him. “Your. Not. Helping. Your. Case” you snap and walk back over to the bed. Niall walks up and sits on the edge precariously. “You know thats one of the things I love most about you. Your so focused and cute when you study. I just wanted you to take a break so you were ready for your next load of studying” Niall winked. You bit your lip and looked up at him as he said, “Maybe, we could study together?”. “You don’t even go to college, Niall—” “But i’ll study for you…” he insists and flips open a book, lying down on the bed and starting to ready through it. Just the thought of Niall concentrating on something he didn’t even major in was cute enough. He hated studying, and staying still for a long time, so this actually meant a lot. You waited to see how long he could go with studying until you were the one who had enough. You reached over and smashed your lips onto Niall’s, the pile of books being long forgotten.
Louis: “Morning, babe” Louis smiles as he walks into the kitchen. He tries to wrap his arms around your waist but you slip away, pretending as if you needed to grab something from the cupboard. “Okay, Y.N. What is with you?! Your being really odd and distant” Louis says from behind you. You slam the spoon down onto the counter and turn to glare at him. “Oh really?! So first you complain that i’m too clingy and now you complain that i’m distant?! Whats with me?! No Louis, what the hell is up with you!” You snap, finally, after holding all of that in. Louis’s face drops and he looks so damn regretful and guilty. Good. “You heard that, huh?” Louis looks down at the ground, ashamed. “Yes Louis, I heard that. Care to explain?”. “Well, sure, your clingy sometimes—BUT, I love that. I love cuddling with you, and El gave me space, but to be completely honest, I never really wanted space. I love cuddling with you in bed and when I come home. Trust me, it’s one of the only things I think of on my way home. Please forgive me, Y/N” He walks up to you and holds your hands in his, pressing his forehead onto yours. “Okay. But if I hear you bitching about me to anyone else again, your never going to have my cuddles ever again”
Liams was sad, blanked out :( sorry.
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One Direction Preferences
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