One Direction Preferences

#31: He apologizes after the fight

Niall:A single finger is pressed underneath your chin, its force lightly nudging your head, shine in his eyes making it almost impossible not to look at him. But the sparkly blue isn’t the same anymore; it’s somehow darker, guilt filling it after hurting the person he cares about the most. “I’m sorry,” he confesses, all of the previous confidence washed out of his voice. “You know that I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean any of that. I love you.” 

Zayn:Quiet call of your name keeps hostage of your attention and you can feel him carefully crawling in the bed, his chest soon pressing to your back. One arm instantly locks around your waist pulling you closer in attempt to press a kiss to your shoulder, your reaction assuring him that you’re still not sleeping. ”I’m so, so sorry”,his voice is still quiet, just a little louder than a whisper. ”I shouldn’t have yelled like that. I’ll do anything, please. I love you so much.”

Louis:"I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that", he admits. When he earns nothing from you; not even a smallest gesture, he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer than planting a kiss to your neck. "I’ll do anything for you. Please, forgive me. I’ll listen to you other time, I swear", he promises pressing another kiss to your skin.

Liam:"You were right", he admits, a heavy touch of guilt recognizable in his voice as he speaks. "I was a complete dick. I should have listened to you", sighing,you manage to look up at him, his features now more relaxed, not comparable with those few moments before. "I understand why are you angry. I’m sorry", he kisses you lightly, "so sorry."

Harry:All of the anger is washed out of his face as soon as he sees your  hurt expression, guilt easily recognizable in his eyes as he looks down at you. He is mad at himself; he’s supposed to protect you from being hurt but only the moment before he told you everything that was on his mind from the very beginning of the fight. ”I didn’t mean all of that. I was just angry”, he whispers locking both of his arms around your body. ”You know that you’re perfect. I didn’t know what I was talking. I’m so, so sorry”, he holds you tighter as he plants a small kiss to your forehead.