(A/N remember to leave requests so that I can know what you guys want me to post)
Niall- "Niall, slow down, you're eating way too much. You'll grow old and fat and I don't know if I want to stick around for that." You say with a laugh. He smiles back at you and says "At least I can eat whatever I want and never gain a pound!" You stop laughing and stare at him. He's still stuffing his face and laughing at his own joke. "Excuse me," you say, getting up from the table and running to your room. You're trying to choke back tears. Niall knows your biggest insecurity is your weight. Why would he go there? Surely he didn't mean it, but then again, why would he say it if he didn't mean it? You bury your face into your pillow and start balling. You hear Niall's footsteps and pull the covers over your head. He walks into the room. "Babe, I was just joking...babe?" He walks over to you and sits by your feet, rubbing your back. You turn to look at him, tear streaked face staring into his. "Oh god, Y/N I'm sorry, I was kidding I didn't know...I love you, I didn't mean it." He leans in to kiss all the tears off your face. You push him off. "Stay away from me, I might eat you." You look up to see how distressed he looks. He looks so pathetic and desperate. You let a giggle escape your lips and soon enough you start laughing uncontrollably. Niall just looks at you, dumbfounded. "Um, are you ok? I'm sorry did I say something again?" he asks. You just laugh harder and pull him close to you and kiss him.
Harry- You were clinging tight to Harry's arm, you were at a party and you hate big crowds. You were afraid of being lost or hurt. Harry knew that, but tonight he was a little tipsy and a little annoyed with you. "Honey, I'm going to go ask Zayn something. Go find Eleanor or something, I'll come find you in a minute or two." He says to you. Your stomach drops fifty feet. "Harry, no I can't. I can't be alone what if something happens?" he pushes you off of him. "Y/N, just go! Leave me alone for two seconds and get over your dumb fear of crowds." He almost yells this. You look at him blankly and you can feel the tears swell up your eyes. You turn from him and run out of the club. You hail a cab and ask to go home. Once home, you slip on your sweat pants and a t shirt and just stare at the wall. Your phone lights up "New text from Harry<3: I'm sorry, baby. Where are you?" At first you try to ignore it, but you respond "Home." Just as simple as that. He replies within seconds reassuring you that he'll be there in a minute but you don't know if you want to see him. The next thing you know his arms are around you, he's apologizing to you over and over while rocking you slowly. "Harry, that really hurt. Everyone saw, and now they think I'm some stalker girlfriend." You say between tears. "No, baby. I looked like a totally dick. I'm sorry." He kisses the top of your head. You accept his apology and wrap your arms around his waist and sit there listening to his heartbeat.
I'll post the rest of the boys tomorrow, remember to follow me on Instagram @_directionertherapy
~Morgan🍌
