One Direction Preferences

#11 make up from the big fight

Harry: As soon as you'd left your apartment you'd regretted it, but there was no way you'd be turning back now. You stayed with your sister for two weeks, refusing any of the contact that Harry was trying to have with you. When leaving for town one morning you opened your door, only to find Harry sitting outside, his knees crouched to his chest, waiting for you. You acted as though he wasn't there even as he stood, walking beside you down the street. "(Y/N) just let me talk to you please. I know that the picture looked like I was kissing her. I was, but it didn't mean anything." He said. You rolled your eyes, turning to face him again. "I don't want to hear it Harry. You kissed her and that makes you a cheated." You responded angrily. "But I was drunk and she sort of looked like you." He continued with his explanation. "So every time you get drunk you're going to kiss girls who look like me?" He looks guilty suddenly, realizing that winning you back wasn't going to be so easy after all. "No, I'm sorry. I meant what I said when she was no one. She nothing to me. You're everything (Y/N)." He said. He looked you directly in your eyes and kissed you once. In no way was he forgiven but you were taking him back.

Louis: You could hear Louis' voice echoing through the house and he asked Eleanor to leave. Within seconds he was at your bedroom door, pounding against the wood as he knew it was locked. "(Y/N), let me in!" He screamed. You didn't say a word in response, sitting on the bed with your arms crossed. You could hear his head bang against the door in defeat. "Please, just listen to me. I didn't invite her. She just showed up and asked if we could talk. She wanted to get back together but I told her that I was in love with someone else." He said, quieter now. You smiled to yourself, waiting a moment before you walked to the door, opening it slowly. "So you're in love huh?" You asked. He grinned at you, answering with a kiss that sent butterflies to your stomach, tingling your entire being.

Niall: Niall walked right in after you, watching for a moment as you grabbed your suitcase from the closet, throwing clothes in. "You're not leaving me." He said walking over to where you stood, pulling your clothes from the bag as you put them in, making you even more angry. "Niall, just leave me alone. I can't do this anymore. I'm sick of taking care of you." You yelled at him. He looked at you for a moment, his face twisting until he had to run to the bathroom, his head lowered over the toilet. You huffed but walked in after him, falling to your knees and rubbing his back. When he was done he wiped his mouth with a tissue. "I'm sorry. I won't do it anymore just please don't leave me." He said, tears falling from his face, the result of both sickness and fear. Of course you were staying. You loved him too much to leave him.

Liam: As soon as he'd left you'd regretted your words but you didn't know what to say. He was gone, walking out on you for the first time ever. You didn't do much for the rest of the day, hoping he would call or message you to let you know he was okay. After a while you fell asleep, curling into a ball on his side of the bed, inhaling the scent he left on his pillow. When you wake there is a heavy breathing in your ear, two arms wrapped around you. When you rolled over there he was, back with you, relieving every part of you.

Zayn: Guilt washes over you as soon as Zayn's gone. You promised him you'd never judge him about smoke. Yes, it bothered you a bit but you accepted him despite the matter. You didn't bother with him, knowing that he needed to cool down before he could talk about the matter. It was late when he came in so you pretended to be sleeping. You could hear him shuffling around the room and finally stood, only to find him packing an overnight bag. "Zayn, what are you doing?" You asked, walking over to where he stood, fumbling for his clothes in the dark. "I'm just going to leave for a little while." He said. You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, feeling him tense in front of you. "I'm sorry Zayn. I shouldn't have did that. I want you to forgive me. I didn't mean it. Just don't leave me." You said, nuzzling against his chest, finally feeling him relax under you. "I'm not leaving. It's okay baby. I'm not going anywhere." He whispered, his lips on your cheek and his arms encompassing all of you.

a/n: so i didn't update this book since last year because i realised that there weren't many people interested in it. but recently i saw few people enjoying this book so for you guys who are reading it i'll try and update frequently. hope you guys love it.