One Direction Imagines and Preferences

You Catch Him Cheating

Harry: Four months since Harry had left for tour and since you’d seen him. When the plane landed in LA, you couldn’t hide your excitement. You and the boys had been organizing this for ages. You were going to surprise Harry and spend the next four weeks on tour with them. You and Harry spoke on Skype most nights when he had time, but it had no comparison to actually getting to see him, Be with him. You caught a cab to the hotel they were saying and felt yourself get even more excited as you neared Room 290. Getting the key from the hotel staff that Liam had organized you caught the lift up to the hotel room, doing your hair in the mirrored panels on the elevator. Stopping on floor 5 you got out and made your way to room 290. The inside of the room was big, expensively furnished and dark, Harry would be asleep, Louis had assured you he was in his hotel room, recovering from there show the night before. Guessing which was the bedroom you pushed the door open, smiling and ready to see the boy you loved asleep. That wasn’t the case. The two naked body’s were moving wildly, the male on top gripping the headboard of the bed. You recognized that man.”Harry” his name slipped out. The movement in the bed stopped as the curls turned toward you. “Y/N” he breathed, his face full of surprise. You turned quickly, not able to look at the scene any longer. Tears blurred your vision. “Y/N!” Harry Shouted chasing after you. You couldn’t do it. You couldn’t face him.

Liam: ‘Soph?’ Liam’s voice rang out through your apartment. You’d come home early from work, feeling crappy from pregnancy hormones, you rubbed your four month pregnant belly. Why was Liam calling you Soph? ‘It’s me’ you reply walking into the living room. Liam’s face was one of shock and surprise. ‘Y/N what’re you doing here?!’ he asked, standing from the couch. ’Peanuts not making me feel very well’ you smile thinking about your and Liam’s baby growing inside you, forgetting about Liam’s name mix up. You walk into the kitchen and get yourself a glass of water. The heard the front door open, perhaps Liam was going to his car, going back to the lounge room you froze. The water glass slipping from your hand and crashing to the ground. Sophia stood frozen in the doorway mirroring you “What is she doing here?” she turned to Liam, pushing him slightly “You said she works tuesdays!”. You looked at Liam, the red on his cheeks, the concern. “wh..what?” you asked, he stepped towards you, reaching for your hands.  ”baby.. I.. I’m sorry! With the pregnancy.. We don’t really.. So Sophia offered… I’m so stupid” thats when it clicked. You clutched your stomach instinctively, hoping to protect your baby from the heart break you were feeling. you backed away from the man you loved, your limps felt heavy. He couldn’t have, it was Liam! Your sweet, loving, caring boyfriend. “so that’s all it is then.” Sophia spat at him regardless that all of his attention was on you. “I’m so sorry Y/N, You and this baby are my entire world!” he cried. “this baby and I aren’t in your world anymore.” you hastily wipe the tears and push past Liam, following Sophia’s path, away from him. Away from the man you loved.

Zayn: You didn’t really like going out. People were loud, rude and normally end up drunk. That included your boyfriend Zayn, but he had been so keen on going out tonight you couldn’t deny it to him. You’d been dancing with for a while but decided you’d had enough when your head began to spin. “babe, I might head home, I have work tomorrow” you yelled into his ear so he could hear above the noise. “I’ll come darling” he told you. “no you stay and have fun baby” You told him, he loved his partying. He smiled and gave you a big vodka tasting kiss before he was swallowed by the dancing crowd. You weren’t worried about Zayn and the other girls. He was a one women guy, regardless that they were always all over him. He was a good boyfriend and you trusted him. You caught a cab back to your shared apartment and went to bed, not waiting up for zayn. The next morning you expected to have zayn next to you, the bed was empty. Worried you called his phone, after multiple tries there was still no response. You tried to keep your mind off of the possiblities, telling yourself he had stayed at one of the guys houses. it was around 11 when the door opened and a very hungover zayn walked in. his puffy, red eyes gave you the idea that something else was wrong however. ” Zayn” you sighed, wrapping your arms around him in relief  ”i was worried!” you scorned him. Something was definitely wrong, he looked down at you, tears in his eyes. ” i.. i slept with someone else” he admitted. you thought he was joking, he had to be joking. You tried laughing it off, but you knew, deep down, it was true. “I’m so sorry! i don’t know what happened! i just woke up and… ugh!” he cried, hitting himself in the head. You took his hands to stop him from hurting himself. ” don’t” you told him. he hung his head and sobbed, you pulled him into a hug. His remorse gave you hope that you coul get through this. After all you loved him.

Louis: “Hey Guys” you smiled at Liam, Harry, Niall and Zayn. The smile and greeting they usually gave you wasn’t there. you visited the studio at least once a week to see your boyfriend louis and drop him off coffee or something you’d baked. “Whats wrong?” You asked them all, instantly worried, the boys definitely weren’t this quiet usually. You crossed your arms, by the looks of it Louis was in the booth, you had plenty of time to get it out of them before he would be done. You took a seat at the end of the table. “Talk” you spoke to Harry, He looked away. ” Tell her!” Zayn hissed to Liam. “Why me!” Liam rebutted. ” Becuase… Just do it!” He yelled. You were confused as to what they were talking about. ” Just tell me!” You yelled at them all. Liam jumping in his chair. ” Louis isn’t in the booth Y/N..” Liam drifted off. ” Where is he then?” You asked confused, worried something was wrong with him. ” Well he is in the booth… not singing. He..he’s with a girl” Liam hung his head. the words escaped you. Another girl. Another Girl. “I’m sorry Y/N!!” He said sadly, you got up from the table and pushed your way into the booth. Audibly gasping at the sight you saw. A woman sitting on louis lap. Naked, while they moved in sync. “Fuck” Louis pushed the girl off, seeing you in the doorway. “Y/N Listen…” He got up, wrapping his shirt around his manly parts.  You took a deep breath, you were strong enough not to cry here. ” No Louis Fucking Tomlinson. No” Was all you could manage without losing your temper and  breaking something, most likely his nose. you turned and left, ignoring the boys on your way out. Outside you let it all out. the tears the anger. as far as you were concerned. Louis Tomlinson was your past.

Niall: Niall always slept in on his days off, and you hated it. you were an early riser and you wanted to get up and do things, Niall was the opposite, but you were a good enough girlfriend to appreciate that and let him sleep. It was nearly 10 in the morning and it wasn’t often you slept over at Niall’s, normally he slept at yours, his place had such higher security and it was easier for the press to get photos of the two of you going into his place, when at yours is was much more subtle. You heard a vibrating from his bedside table, looking over his phone had recieved a message. You ignored it at first, but eventually the curiosity burned, you picked it up and looked at it. The message exactly not what you expected. ’Babes, did i leave my knickers in your room. Love A x‘  the message didn’t look like the sort of message your boyfriend was receiving, but you trusted Niall and knew that it would be something completely… not that. you replaced his phone and tried to push the message from your mind, looking around his room you noted something bunched up in the corner, getting off the bed quietly not to wake Niall you checked it out. Lace. lace thong to be correct. something that definitely wasn’t your conventional underwear. You felt a little stab of betrayal in your heart but pushed it from your mind, you were sure Niall would have a good reason. You got back on the bed, dangling the underwear from your fingers. Nialls phone buzzed again, you picked it up. it was the same unsaved number ‘call me x A’. “Hey, what are you doing?” Niall’s sleepy voice asked from next to you, snatching the phone away. ” You can’t just read other peoples texts” He was angry. You held the underwear up, his face turned from anger to red, his eyes shifting between you and the underwear. ” i can explain” He said quickly. “You better be able to Horan” You threw the underwear at him and got off the bed. ”Better call that girl first though”. “Y/N.. baby” He grabbed your hand and pulled you back onto the bed “it was a one time thing” He held you, you pushed him off. ” Just one time thing, That’s one time to many for me Niall” You slammed the door as you walked through it.