One Direction Preferences! (Book 1)✔

#56. He Likes Someone Else (Part 2)

 He Likes Someone Else (Part 2)

Harry: A few days passed before you saw Harry again. You were at a party when he dropped down to sit on the ground beside you. “So I asked her if she’d go out on a date with me.” He fiddled with the label on his beer bottle. “She said no.” Before you could think up some words to say that wouldn’t sound remotely happy at the turn of events, Harry started speaking again. “Something about ‘I could never do that to Y/N.” Your heart stopped as you realized what was happening, so you tried to play it off. “Why would she say that?” Suddenly he looked up, blue-green eyes burning into yours. “You like me?” Now it was your turn to look at the ground. Harry’s fingers slipped over, fitting between your fingers, giving them a squeeze.

Liam: It sort of sucked to have to watch Liam fall deeper and deeper in love with that girl from the party. Soon every single time that you saw him, he was hanging onto her hand, kissing her cheek, wrapping an arm around her. But he was happy, his eyes were constantly crinkles with joy and you would never do something to challenge that happiness. Until he stopped it. He showed up at your door, sadness evident in every part of his face, and he fell into your arms. “We broke up.” He mumbled into your neck. “She was cheating on me and I don’t know what to do.” He sniffled and pulled you tighter against him. It probably wasn’t right, but you sort of took advantage of his vulnerability, combing your fingers through his hair before pulling his mouth to yours.

Louis: That same stupid party continued for a few hours and it didn’t matter how many times you turned away from wherever Louis and her were wrapped around each other, they were always there in front of you. Finally, a guy bumped into you, saw you were staring at the kissing couple, and he decided to help you out. “You want to make him jealous?” He nodded towards Louis who had surfaced for just a brief moment of air. “I don’t think it’ll really work; he’s a bit busy.” The guy, whose name you never did learn, shook his head, his hand curved around your neck and he was suddenly kissed you. He wasn’t bad; you felt yourself melting against him. “What do you think you’re doing?” Louis was beside you all of a sudden, pulling you away from the guy. “Y/N, what were you thinking?” It was as if the other girl had left his mind entirely; he pulled you with him out the door and you left the party together.

Niall: Star Couple Niall Horan and Demi Lovato Announce Split! The same title decorated every tabloid page at the stand. It was the happiest Monday morning you’d had in a long while. You grabbed your coffee just as your phone vibrated in your pocket. “Hello? Niall, what’s up?” Obviously, you knew what was up with him, but you wanted to hear it from his mouth. “Come over. I wanna talk to you.” Your heart pounded uncomfortably in your chest. Everything was normal at first when you arrived. He hugged you and got you something to drink even though you still had a half full coffee cup. Then he got weird. “So you’ve heard about the breakup, yeah?” You nodded, “What made you guys do it?” He sipped at his glass of water, ran his hands through his hair, and then looked up at you. “You.” What? 

Zayn: Of course at some point, your lie would be revealed. “Y/N, why don’t we have a double date. Me with Perrie, you with your guy. What’s his name again?” Zayn was relaxing on your sofa, his hair all soft and fluffy which made your heart pitter-patter. “Um, George. His name’s George. What time do you want to go. And where?” Zayn sat up, eyeing you curiously and soon enough the plans were made and Zayn was leaving, telling you that he’d see you and your boyfriend later. You spent the next three hours asking all of your other friends if they knew any single guys names George. Of course, none of them did, leaving you to either awkwardly show up at the date alone and admit to the truth, or think of some excuse to cancel on it. In the end, you settled on the first option. Zayn was sitting at the table when you showed up; this Perrie girl was no where in sight. “She, uh, she’s not coming. She doesn’t want to see me anymore. Says I talked about you too much.” His fluffy hair fell into his face and you grinned, reaching over to push it away.