"Let It Out..."
Niall:
Ugly. Whore. Fat. Worthless.
These are just some of the words that appear in the tweets that so called 'Directioners' have sent to you. You're sick of it. You're sick of being strong and acting like it doesn't bother you, when of course it does.
"Babe?" Niall calls out, entering the sitting room where you're on your laptop. He gets concerned when you don't even look up. "Y/N? Darlin' you okay?"
"What? Oh sorry, mhm just fine." You reply, forcing a smile.
"Are you sure you're okay? We've been together for three years Y/N. I can tell when you're smile isn't real." He says, probably feeling smug but not showing it because he's worried about you.
"Fine." You reply again.
He sits next to you and takes the laptop from your lap.
"Princess, why are you reading this again? You know they're just jealous, right?" Niall said, his arm moving around your waist.
"Mhm." You gulp hard, blinking away the tears. He puts the laptop on the floor and pulls you close to him.
You snuggle closer to his chest and it takes all your will to hold back the tears. The familiar smell of him just makes you want to burst into tears.
"Let it out..." Niall mutters, kissing your head. "Come on babe, i'm here for you. Cry it out and you'll feel better."
Louis:
You were pacing the hospital ward, waiting for Louis to arrive. It's been three hours since Louis got on the plane, and because he's flying from America it's gonna be at least another ten.
Your Mum has lung cancer and she collapsed earlier. A Doctor said her lungs may be failing and she hasn't got much longer. You just hope Louis can make it here before her time is up, because you know you can't cope on your own.
Your younger sisters arrive, they're confused and upset. You can't look weak in case it scares them. Another reason you need Louis...
"I'm here babe, i'm right here." Louis pants, out of breath, as he pulls you into his arms. "How is she?"
"She hasn't got long left Miss." The nurse informs you.
You nod, and tuck your self under Louis arms, snuggling so close to his side to try and block out the pain. You can't escape it though, you know you can't.
"Time to say goodbye, beautiful." Louis murmurs in your ear, as you grab on his hand even tighter. "Be strong for about two more minutes, okay? Then I promise you can be as weak as you want after that."
"Goodbye Mum... I-I love you." You whisper, a tear rolling down your cheek. There's a horrible lump crawling up your throat. The nurses guide your siblings out of the room so you're alone with Louis.
"Let it out..." Louis says, as you break down in his arms. "I'm here for you, always."
Harry:
You used to date your best friend, Max, you're relationship lasted about two years so he meant a lot to you. Harry knows this and he doesn't mind, he knows that you love him so much but Max will always have been a huge part of your life.
You haven't spoke to him in forever but that doesn't really bother you.
You're having a date night with Harry, he's cooked a big meal for you and made sure everything's perfect. He even bought you a new charm for your Pandora bracelet. Not for any reason, just because he loves you.
Then, half way through your meal, your phone starts to ring.
"I'll leave it, if it's important they'll leave a message." You shrug, not wanting to ruin the moment.
It kept ringing and ringing. You feel bad for Harry because he put so much effort into this meal, but for your phone to ring and ring again and again it must be important.
"Babe, I can tell you're curious about this. Go answer, it's okay love." Harry smiled, squeezing your hand.
You rush to the phone just as it started ringing again. You answered it and the voice you recognized was Max's Mum.
"Oh Y/N, thank god you finally answered. I'm afraid there's been an accident involving Max... He's gone Y/N. I'm so...sorry..." She broke down, hanging up the phone.
"Babe? What is it?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. A tear rolled down your cheek and you wiped it away quickly.
"Come on love, tell me."
"Max... is... dead..." You sob, gulping.
"Cry." Harry said. "You need to. Let it out, i've got you baby."
Liam:
Six months. Six whole, long months. He'll be gone.
You know it's only a tour, it'll go quickly, right?
"Are you okay love? You're being quiet today babe." Liam asked, as you snuggle into his chest.
"I'm fine Li. I love you." You smile.
"I love you too baby. Now tell me what's up, hm?" He asked, rubbing your back as his hand moves around your waist.
"It's nothing." You blink rapidly, do not cry.
"Come on love, please tell me. You do trust me, don't you?"
"Of course I do, more than anything."
"Then tell me what's wrong."
"I..." You start. "I don't want you to go Liam. Six months... it's a long time... I'll miss you."
Liam notices how upset you are about this and burrows his head into your shoulder.
"You need to cry, then we can talk. You'll feel better." He said. "Let it out love."
Zayn:
You were gonna have a baby. A little baby Malik. Yours and Zayn's...
Not anymore. You lost it yesterday, you're heartbroken.
You're trying to act like it's not affecting you too much, but it is. It's killing you inside, your baby died. You killed your baby.
"Babe..." Zayn sighs, as you're both laid in bed that night. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, i'm fine." You reply, lying through your teeth. "Are you?"
"No." Zayn replied, simply. "You know why? Because I know you're not."
"I a-"
"No. Listen to me babe. You're not okay, you're not and I know that. I don't want you to deny it..." He sighed. "I want you to cry it out. You need to, it's not healthy to keep it in like this, okay?"
"I don't need to cry. I'm fine Zayn."
"I've got you." He said, holding you in his strong embrace. "Let it out."
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