One Direction Preferences

111. First Fight (Part 2)

Liam: It had been few hours since you've been home, spending most of your time walking around London you went to the only place you knew to go - Zayn's house. Zayn had called you after he had talked to Liam and told you to come and stay the night with him (not wanting anything bad to happen to you) But when you arrived, you sighed seeing your boyfriend sitting on the couch waiting for you. "I'm sorry." He spoke before you could say anything. "I'm an asshole. I was tired, I was mad for no reason. I never should have said anything that I did and I understand if you are completely mad at me but - I love you and I need you. I can't go a day without you and knowing I hurt you. Well, it hurts me. I'm sorry love. I'm so, so, sorry." Needless to say by the end of that night after a long talk, you two were cuddled up on Zayn couch in no time.

Harry: The next morning you came down the stairs a small frown on your face as you looked at Harry. He looked so uncomfortable on the couch. But what were you suppose to say to him? All the anger had left you, but the pain was still there. You quietly walked past him to go into the kitchen to get something to drink when you heard his voice. "Babe?" Harry asked, and you slowly turned to look at him. His eyes on you. "I'm sorry." He raised up. "I know it doesn't mean much but, what I did. What happened. I should have handled it better. I should have done something. Pushed her off, anything. I'm ready - I can't lose you, not yet." By now he was up and on his feet, making his way to you as he took both of your hands in his. "Forgive me? Please?" It was hard to say no to those amazing green eyes, you smiled and gave him a small kiss.

Louis: Louis couldn't cook, but when you walked down the stairs into the kitchen all you saw was food. And what looked like it was suppose to be food. "We have all your favorites, love. Have a seat." Louis smiled as he held out a chair for you. You just crossed your arms. A frown covering his usually happy face. "Babe, look." Louis started, moving over to you and wrapped his arms tightly around your waist. "I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to upset you. I was just joking around. Having a laugh." He spoke his words softly and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You're beautiful, amazing, smart and much, much more. Don't let anyone else tell you otherwise. Not even me." And we that, you sat and ate breakfast together.

Zayn: You ended up falling dead asleep on the couch. You were trying to wait up for Zayn. To see if you could fix whatever had happened but by two a.m. there still was no sign of him. You woke up to a dozen roses laying in front of you on the table, the slight sound of singing behind you. You looked up, and saw Zayn. The song he was singing didn't sound familiar and you realize it was made up, a song about how sorry he was and that he would hopefully be forgiven. "(Y/N) I know. I'm a jerk. And all of this, it's not enough to be forgiven. But I'll go to the end of the earth and back just to show you how much I love you. I'm sorry." How could you be mad at him? His amazing eyes were staring into yours, the song ringing in your head. You stood and wrapped your arms around him tightly. "I forgive you." You whispered.

Niall: At around four a.m in the morning you heard ponding at your front door. Your guess? Niall. He probably couldn't even function a lock right now. But when you opened the door, what you saw was unexpected. Niall stood there, tears in his puffy red eyes. Clearly as sober as one could be. "Niall-" You started but were cut off by him. "I'm sorry. I'm a fucking idiot. I was drunk - but that's no excuse. You're not lame, not at all and you're fun. We're fun. We're fun together and I should think about us more and not about myself. You mean the world to me (Y/N). I can't stand the thought of losing you." As he finished, the tears that were in his eyes were now streaming down his face. "Niall." You spoke softly, you hated seeing him like this. Maybe you over reacted, but he was sorry and you could tell it. You embraced him in a warm, long hug and held him tightly. "I love you." You told him. "I love you too, (Y/N)" He replied.