One Direction Preferences

#42: Fight

Niall: "Why am I even dating you then!?" he screamed, his whole face bright red,  muscles flexed and visible under the fabric of white shirt. His words hurt - heavy and sharp like that, reminding you of knives going through your already broken heart. A single tear fell from the each eye meeting at the same spot on your chin, your back pressed the wall following it all the way down until you finally met the floor, teary eyes never leaving him. Suddenly, all of his rage was washed out of his face making it brighter, like nothing had happened, sorrow soon filling his blue eyes. "I didn’t mean that! I’m sorry", he instantly threw his body next to yours wrapping both of his hands tightly around you. "So, so, sorry."

Zayn: "Will you shut the fuck up?!" he screamed, eyes squeezed and filled with rage, a single vein occupying a pot on his neck, fists tightened. You had nothing more to say - you couldn’t; you were too scared because it was your first time seeing him mad like that, and to be honest, he was frightening. A single tear rolled down your face, his once dark face softening, once cold eyes now filled with love and guilt at the same time, two arms instantly spreading and locking around you letting you sob in his chest. "I didn’t meant it. I swear."

Louis: With him standing in front of you, you couldn’t take it anymore, not like that,a ll you wanted to do was scream and break, like the whole room tightened around you not allowing you to breathe. And he seemed mad too; his eyes squeezed, vein visible on his forehead, two arms crossed on his chest. The same arms released themselves from his chest finding their way and wrapping around your body pulling you closer in a big hug, his eyes lightly smiled just the way his lips did, your face turning confused look. He kissed you washing away anger left on your face. ”I like you better when you smile.”

Liam: Insecure footsteps echoed through empty house as Liam found his way to a girl sitting on the couch, her head resting in her hands, soft sobs leaving her mouth. He grabbed his chest trying to stop heartache creating in it, his legs froze, upper lip trembled a bit not allowing him to say anything when he finally saw what he caused. After few more seconds he finally found some strength to approach you wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight like that would make you forget all he said in that fight. ”Baby I’m so sorry. So, so sorry.”

Harry: "I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad", he amenably whispered insecurely wrapping both of his hands around you, but your eyes still watching the ground. He was sad too, it hurt him to see trails of something that used to be tears on your cheeks, but something that hurt him even more was the fact that he was the one who caused them. He has always considered himself as one who needs to protect you from things like he caused right now. An arm forces its way around your waist, but still not strong enough to make you accept his presence. ”It’s not always easy to love someone”, he sighs unsure in the words leaving his lips “Love always has it’s ups and downs and it’s not always everything easy in love. But this is the real love and I love you. Forgive me?”