One Direction Preferences

90. He Sees You With Your New Man

Harry: Harry’s enjoying his day off, the only day off he’s had in what seems like months. In reality, it’s been only weeks but days without you seem much longer to him now that you’re gone. He should have known it would have been only a matter of time until you got tired of being second best to his job. You weren’t that type of girl, the one to sit around and hope he remembered you existed. You had been that for over a year before you tired of it, tired of him and his inability to stop being flirtatious. He’s seated at a small café with Louis, enjoying a late lunch when he spots you. You’re the first one he sees, his eyes landing on your form dressed in a simple pair of black leggings and baggy sweater before he notices the man at your side. “Isn’t that Jeremy Renner?” Louis wonders, turning to see what had captivated his friend’s attention. “Yeah” Harry answers dryly, watching as you giggled at something he had said before leaning up on your toes to press a kiss to his smiling lips. “I… this can’t be happening” Harry grumbles, trying to pinch himself and Louis can’t help but chuckle. “You knew they were together… this shouldn’t surprise you” Louis whispers, offering you a smile when you pause at their table in surprise. “Hey (Y/N)” Louis greets warmly, standing to pull you in for a hug because after all, you had been like another sister to him. “Louis… Harry” you greet cautiously, leaning back into Jeremy’s reassuring hold and Harry forces a smile, just for you. “This is Jeremy” you introduce cautiously, watching as Jeremy offered a smile and hand to Louis first, then Harry. Harry eyed the hand for a moment, glancing to see the cautious but hopeful look on your face. He’s reminded of the photos he’s seen of the two of you, the happiest smile he’s ever seen plastered across your face in each one. He’s reminded of a few moments earlier, when he had seen how easy you fit against Jeremy’s strong side and the look of content that had crossed your always-beautiful face when he had kissed your temple while waiting for a table. “Nice to meet you” Harry finally says, standing to shake Jeremy’s hand in a way that lets him know he’s thankful you have him, thankful that you found someone that could do what he couldn’t; put you first.

Liam: He had heard rumors, rumors of your newest beau… if you could call it newest. It had been more than two years since your breakup but Liam had always held onto some shred of hope that you could possibly reunite. The magazines spread out around him told him differently. “Prince Harry and his girlfriend, (Y/N), vacationing in Barbados. Could this be the romantic destination for another royal proposal?” the titles read, or something akin to that. Pictures haunted his dreams of your smiling face, small hand held in the prince’s tightly as you moved about the small streets and no matter what he did, he couldn’t get those out of his mind. The worst though, are those few photos of the red head prince pressing kisses to your lips on the side of the yacht you were on; the kisses pressed to your lips in the ocean or on the white beaches. He’s not sure if you’ll be in attendance for the Royal gala he and the boys are performing at but he hopes you’re not; he’s never prayed for something more than that. He’s sadly proven wrong that not all prayers are answered when he notices you at the end of the hall, leaning against the wall dressed to the nines in a gold chiffon gown his prince couldn’t keep his hands off of and an easy smile. The future king appears, tugging on one of your soft curls in a sign of affection before clapping his brother on the shoulder. Liam can’t help but watch, stare, as Prince Harry leans down and his lips meet yours for a brief, yet passionate kiss. Your hand cups his cheek lovingly, thumb rubbing across his cheek before you let the security detail lead you away and Liam catches the briefest of twinkle of sparkling diamonds on your left ring finger before it’s gone. “On behalf of my family and my future bride, we’d like to extend our warmest…” Prince Harry trails off and Liam stands shell shocked as the boys surround him. “I… can’t do this” he wheezes but then his pocket buzzes and he sees he has a new text. “I’m sorry I didn’t get to tell you in person or at least warn you. I hope you can be happy for me as I’ll always be happy for you. I wish you nothing but the best Lili and I hope you can wish me the same. Now, straighten up cowboy… you have girls to charm and ladies to swoon” your text reads and Liam smiles. “Let’s do this” he says softly to the boys, looking to where you’re seated with the royal family and he smiles at you; one you return alongside your fiancé and Liam discovers, he doesn’t hate the red head as much as he probably should.