One Direction Preferences

#19 You Give Him The Silent Treatment

Only Louis is a Brother-sister Moment

Harry: 

Right now, you weren't talking to him. Why? Because Harry had lost his temper, and started shouting things at you. So, instead of screaming back, you just sat there and took it. When he was done screaming at you, he walked off. Then, the tears came, and you couldn't stop them. 

What did I do wrong? Why did he scream at me? 

Then, Harry came back in, so you pretended to be doing something on your phone. 

"(Y/N)?" Harry whispered, but you don't answer. "(Y/N)?" Harry asked, a little bit louder, but you still don't answer. "Baby, I'm sorry I yelled at you. I don't know what's been wrong with me, today. Baby, please look at me?" he asked as he gently took your chin to get you to look at him. Once he saw your tear stained face, he was about to cry himself. "Baby girl, I'm so sorry. I have no idea what has gotten into me today. I'm sorry," he cried. 

"Oh, Harry," you sniffled, trowing your arms around his neck as he hugged you back. 

"I really am sorry," he sniffled. 

"It's alright, Harry. It's alright," you told him hugging him even tighter.

Liam: 

Right now, you were giving Liam the silent treatment. Why? Because he called you annoying so you won't annoy him anymore. 

"Babe, please talk to me. I'm sorry I called you annoying. You know I didn't mean anything by it," Liam begged, but you don't say anything. You just sit there with your arms and legs crossed. "Baby, please talk to me," Liam begged while putting his head in your lap. You look down, and you both smile at each other. Liam puts a hand on your cheek, caressing it softly. You lean down, and kiss him softly. 

"You're... forgiven," you said in between kisses.

Louis (BSM): 

You were always hungry when you woke up. You didn't feel like cooking. You go to Louis' room, open the door, and find him asleep. You slowly walk over to him, and poke his arm. He stirs, but doesn't wake up. 

"Louis," you whispered, and poked his arm again. He woke up.

"Yeah?" he asked. You bite your lip. 

"Can you um go get me something to eat, please?" He looked at you like you were crazy. 

"YOU WOKE ME UP JUST SO I COULD GO GET YOU SOMETHING TO EAT?!" he yelled. You just get up, run to your room, closing the door, and locking it. You laid on your bed, and started crying since it was that time of the month for you. You heard footsteps coming toward your door. The doorknob turned, but the person outside couldn't open the door. 

"Sweetie, please let me in," Louis begged. You just stayed on your bed. "Where's that key at?" Louis asked himself. "Aha! There you are!" Then, he unlocked your door. "Sweetie, I'm sorry," he said sitting on your bed while rubbing circle on your back, getting no response. "Periods?" You only nodded. "Silent treatment?" You nod again. You only gave him the silent treatment when you were on your period. "What do you want to eat?" he asked, trying to get you to talk. You pull your head up. 

"McDonald's?" He laughed, kissing your forehead. 

"I'll be back in a few."

Niall: 

"Princess, come on. Talk to me please?" Niall begged. You just simply ignore him, and go back to your book. Niall had got all flirty with the waitress at the restaurant you just came back from. He took the book out of your hand then, placed the bookmark in the book, and closed it. You sighed, and got up, going to your room. Niall followed you, of course, but you close the door, and lock it, before he could stop you. You walked over to your guys' bed, and laid under the covers, silently crying. "Princess, please. I'm sorry," Niall said from the other side of the door. You don't move a muscle. You hear him groan. "Where's that key at?" Niall asked himself. "Aha! There you are!" Then, unlocked the door. "I'm sorry, but what did I do?" he asked, but you didn't answer so he decides to tickle you, but sucks for him cause you weren't really ticklish except for one place, but he doesn't know where... Yet. "Where is that tickle spot?" he asked as he tried to tickle your feet. No response there. He tried to tickle your sides, and still no response. Under your arms? Nope. Stomach? Wrong again. Neck? No. Then, he moved his hands down to your thighs, but you hit his hand away, and moved away from him. "Aha!" Then, started tickling your thighs. You smile, but don't laugh. He keeps tickling them. 

"NIALL, QUIT!" you screamed laughing.

"Now that I got you talking, will you please tell me what I did?" he asked.

"Niall, you were totally flirting with that stupid waitress while we were on our date, our first date, Niall!" you yelled through tears. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry Princess," Niall said, hugging you. "How can I make it up to you?" Niall asked.

"Well, I could say don't ever look at another girl again, but that would be impossible for you," you teased. 

"Hey!" Niall pouted. "I can go a week without looking at another girl," Niall smiled. 

"No you can't, because we're going to your parents' next week, and you can't basically ignore your mum," you giggled. 

"You got me there, Princess." You shrugged. 

"I know," you said, grabbing Niall's tie to pull him closer to kiss him as Niall smirked, and kissed you.

Zayn: 

"Baby, please tell me what I did," Zayn begged. You just stayed silent. Zayn was drunk last night, and hit you, but in his drunken state he just laughed at you. Of course, you made him sleep on the couch. "I can't fix what happened if I don't know what I did." You just get up, and go to the bathroom. Of course, Zayn followed you, but you shut the door in his face, and lock it. "Baby, please let me in," Zayn begged. You just take a wet cloth, and wash your face off. You unlock the door, open it, and look up at Zayn. "OH MY GOD! WHO HIT?" Zayn started, but stopped. "Did I hit you last night?" he whispered as he lightly touched the bruise only having you flinch back. Zayn looked like he was about to cry himself. "Oh my god, Doll. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you," Zayn cried as he put his hands over his face. 

"Hey, I'm not hurt that bad, Zaynie. Look at me," you say, prying his hands away from him. He looks at you with tears coming out of his eyes, sniffling every now and then. "I'm OK, Zaynie," you promised. 

"I really am sorry," he sniffled. 

"Forgiven," you replied giving his lips a peck.