#34 “Don’t go yet”
Louis:
“Don’t go yet.” He says through gritted teeth. “Don’t you fucking go anywhere.” His eyes are furious, almost pure red. “Don’t you tell me what to do, Louis!” You spat back, turning towards the door. “No.” He breathes harshly, strutting towards the door, standing in front of you. “You’re not leaving.” His eyes stare hard at yours, his look softens, eyes changing into a pleading look. “Please stay.” He whimpers. “I don’t want you to walk out of that door and not return. Please, don’t go.” You look at him, his walls weakening with every plea. “I’m not gonna leave you Lou.” You utter. “I will never leave you. I love you way too fucking much to leave you.” Louis smiles, pulling you into a tight hug.
Zayn:
“Please?” His eyes are pleading, lip jutting out. “Stay for five more minutes?” His hands are fumbling with yours, trying to pull you back down to the couch. “Zayn…” You sigh, running you palm across his cheek. “I have to go sweetie. I wish I could stay, honestly, but-” “But stay for five minutes? Don’t go yet.” A pout as big as the Grand Canyon leaves your heart sinking. “Okay.” You whisper. “Okay.” He smiles pulling you into his lap.
Liam:
The stiff airport air surrounded you, with the sound of suitcases and foreign words passing by. It was the day before he left for a long time and he was being called to travel through security. “I guess it’s time for me to go.” He starts, looking sadly at the ground. Your arms find their way around him, squeezing him as tight as possible like it would keep him stuck with you forever. “Don’t go yet.” You mumble into his neck. “Just stay with me for a few more moments.” He nods, hugging you just as tight before he’s pestered to let you go. “I’ll see you soon. I promise.” He says kissing you softly. “I’m gonna hold you to that Payne.” He smiles, kissing you once more before jutting off.
Niall:
There are crayons and glitter and all the things toddlers use straddled on the floor. Little giggles from the kids and Niall illuminate the room. “I hate to leave my precious little kiddos, but Daddy has to go to work.” Niall says disappointed. “No!” They both stammer. “Daddy don’t go yet! We’re not done playing with you.” And it’s shit for Niall because they’ve mastered the puppy dog face like you, and it always leaves his heart trembling when he sees it. “And I’m not done playing with you two either.” He stands up, wiping the glitter off his trousers. “But I promise when I get back, we’ll build a fort okay?” Their eyes go wide with the thought of a fort and they both nod their heads furiously. “Remember, Daddy loves you two.”
Harry:
The clock chimed 11 o’clock and the young 17 year old beauty wasn’t home. “I’m gonna go find her.” Harry says keys in his hands. “Harry. I’m sure she’s fine-“ He cuts you off. “How do you know she’s fine?” He quips, worried. “Because she’s our daughter. We’ve raised her right from wrong. So don’t go yet.” You reassure. “And she knows her father will take her keys if she’s late.” He plays with the keys in his hands, toying with the idea of going after her. “Don’t go yet.” You murmur once again, playing with the curls that are on his head. “She’ll be home soon.” His mouth is open, ready to say something, when she walks through the door. She waves, uttering good nights while hopping off to bed. “I told you so.” You smirk. “Oh shut up.” He groans rolling his eyes.
