One Direction Imagines and Preferences

Bet

Harry:

"Was I worth it?" You ask, surprising Harry as he placed his phone down on the kitchen counter. He turned slowly, looking at you, your body still wrapped in the sheet from his bed. "What?" he asked playing ignorant. "Was I fucking worth it? I heard you on the phone to Zayn, Harry!" furiously you wiped at a tear falling down you cheek. "Was that all this past month has been- trying to get me into bed for a few measly pounds?" More tears fell and you just let them go. He stared at you, mouth gaping for words, "y/n…" He started, reaching out to take your hands, you pulled back before he could come close, "y/n, I’m sorry! But I love you, I do!”. “You don’t do this to people you love Harry” you mumble, turning back to the bedroom to get dressed and get away from his as fast as possible.

Zayn:

You’re lying there, head on his chest, his arms tight around you. The silence is comfortable. “So when do I get my half?” you ask quietly, disrupting the silence. “Mm?” Zayn mumbles out, not understanding. “The bet, when do I get my fucking half” you spit, pulling away from him. His eyes widen, mouth gaping for words “y/n I-” “save it” you laugh, getting out of the bed, taking the sheet with you, leaving him exposed. “How long have you known” he asks, running a tentative hand through his hair. “Since the moment you made the fucking bet. So what… Two months ago?”, “wh..why?” He asks. “Why did I let it carry on? Why didn’t I call you out? Because I wanted to see if any of it was genuine Zayn! I wanted to see if you wouldn’t do it. I wanted to see if you loved me” he’s silent, staring down at the bed, “and now I’ve got my answer, and now you’re going to give me half of whatever I was worth”.

Louis: 

“I have to tell her” you stopped just outside the kitchen door. “Mate, that won’t go down well” Liam’s voice joined Louis’, “shh it’ll hit the wall” Niall added. You figured they must be talking about. “She’ll never want to talk to me, I’m such a fucking idiot! I should tell her!” “Tell me what?” You asked, walking into the kitchen, a little sheepishly with all the boys sitting around the table. Louis’ eyes widening at the realisation you had been listening. “Nothing” he mumbled hanging his head. “Not nothing” you countered “why will I never want to talk to you” you asked, feeling your heartbreak a little without even knowing. The boys were all silent. “Louis” you shouted. “I bet him he couldn’t sleep with you. I’m so sorry Y/N” Liam admitted, your heart breaking. 4 months of dating all a lie. “Oh..” You whispered, looking at Louis. “It was so fucking stupid! I’m sorry!” He cries. “Save it Louis. Save it” you rush out of the room.

Liam:

You stared at each other, the room getting smaller by the second. “was it worth hurting me or do you not give a fuck about that?” you spit at the man you thought you loved.

"Of corse I ca-"

"Then why did you fucking do it Liam? Tell me how much I was worth! Tell me…" you pleaded; sobs escaping your lips. "Louis and Zayn bet me the fucking mystery machine" he cried, "it was stupid. So fucking stupid and if I’d known you would find out I would’ve told them to forget it!"

"A car. I was worth a fucking car" you spoke, voice steady yet so, so broken. "Y/n I’m sorry! I didn’t think" he pleaded with you. "No Liam, you didn’t. Enjoy your fucking mystery machine,” you yelled, leaving him alone in the room

Niall:

"You realise he doesn’t love you?" Harry mumbled sadly. "What do you mean" you ask, harry had been you’re biggest person in getting together with Niall. "I’m so sorry Y/N, I didn’t… I didn’t know, I should’ve, but I didn’t. It was a bet between Niall and Louis, see if he could sleep with you" everything cracked at the words of your best friend. You say in silence, processing the heartbreak. The happy is rush boy walked in. "Hey Haz, Hey babe" he smiled, the smile suddenly disappearing when he saw your tears "what’s up love?" He asked. "Is it true?" You asked wiping furious tears "what the" "was I all a bet?!” you cried and the look on his face told you it was all true. "Yes! But that doesn’t take away from how I love you now!" He grabs your hands holding them tight in yours. "Then why didn’t you call it off Niall?" You ask, pulling away and storming off before he could get an explanation out.