One Direction Preferences

Preference 60- Let It Go, (Demi Lovato, Song Preference.)

Let It Go (Demi Lovato, Song Preference.):

Louis: "I know I left a life behind but im too relieved to grieve."

Everything was hell back in the UK. All the fans, hate, wherever you went they both followed. You thought you would be better off somewhere different so you moved to LA. Yes, there are still fans and hate but no where near as much as there was in the UK. You left behind everything, your family, your boyfriend and your memories. Even though most people would be devastated you just felt too relieved and free to be sad about what you left behind.

Zayn: "couldn't keep it in heaven knows I tried."

You slam random items of clothes into a suitcase with tears streaming down your face. Making your cheeks sticky and warm. "(Y/N), you just have to hear me out." Zayn says to you from the other side of the bed, trying to take the clothes out of your hand but you just pull them back. "no." That's all you can manage out, a simple no. Zayn told you that whilst he was on tour he 'hooked' up with someone. And he kept it in for over a year, goodness knows what happened since he got back. You don't ask him though; you don't want to hear anymore. "(Y/N), please, I didn't want to tell you, it was just a one time thing but I just couldn't bear to know that I was lying to you." You just look at him with no expression on yourself what so ever. Finally pulling the zip around your suitcase and walking out.

Liam: "standing frozen, in the life I've chosen"

You're meant to be enjoying the film Liam chose for the both of you to watch but you just simply can't concentrate. You keep shifting your gaze all around the room, finding something to concentrate on. After a few minutes you forget your surroundings and let a tear slip. You quickly wipe it away with the sleeve of your jumper. Not wanting to let Liam see, you don't want a big fuss. A few months ago you made a drastic change to your life, now as time has passed you're starting to suffer the consequences of the change. You can't go back and you can't go forward. You're frozen in what you thought would be a good choice, obviously not.

Niall: "don't let them in, don't let them see."

A knock on your door interrupts your writing. You quickly shove away your diary in the bed sheets. You flash a quick smile at Niall as he comes into the room. "Good day?" You say, making conversation with him as he gets ready for bed. "Yeah, shattered now though." He half laughs as he comes over to the bedside. As Niall takes his watch off you slide your diary along back towards you under the sheets, you keep your eyes fixed on Niall and your hand on your diary. As it bumps your thigh you pull it and put it in your bedside table, it'll be okay there until morning. Niall hears the cabinet close, "what you doing?" he asks as he gets into bed, "just putting my book away." You say back, getting comfortable and turning your light off.

Harry: "conceal, don't feel, don't let them know."

Scroll after scroll after scroll is hate. Maybe the odd one telling you how you make Harry happy but everything else is hate. It's killing you inside. It's tearing you apart. You change your password to your twitter whenever Harry finds out your old one; you don't want him to know about all the hate. You want it to be a secret. He doesn't need to make a fuss about you; he has his own life to worry about. "(Y/N), im ordering the Chinese, what do you want?" you lock your phone quickly and plaster a smile on your face, "just my usual please." You reply, keeping the smile on your face. He comes and kisses your forehead, sitting beside you then continuing to ring the Chinese takeaway. You just put your phone in your hoodie pocket, starting your usual conversation with Harry. Putting all the hate to the back of your mind, until you go back onto twitter, then the cycle just starts again.

**OKAY SO I HAD TO DO THIS SONG BC IT'S JUST PERFECTION. I haven't even seen frozen yet omg:') hahaha, sorry Liam and Niall's don't really make much sense, I tried.. I tried. Ahhaha, 6+votes for the next preference J**