One Direction Preferences! (Book 1)✔

#102. You have a fight. (Part Two)

You have a fight. (Part Two)

Harry: You made your way to the front door mere seconds from the handle when he grabbed a hold of your elbow. “Seriously…you’re leaving because I won’t hold your hand when we’re out.” He grumbled as you watched his jaw clench a bit. “What’s the big deal with holding my hand anyway [Y/N]?” He asked dropping his hand from your elbow and bringing it up to his hair tossing it around a little. Staring up at him you shook your head, not wanting to speak to him really after he’d yelled at you. “When…when we hold hands I just feel safe…you know around all the people and the paparazzi…but I won’t ask to hold your hand any more Haz…” You said your gaze dropping from his and onto the ground underneath your feet. “You just make me feel safe…” You whispered turning away from him and grabbing for the door handle once more only to be stopped again. His arms encircled around your waist, settling on your stomach and pulling your back into him. “I just didn’t want you to get all the hate from the people and fans…” He said softly as he rested his chin on your shoulder. He let one of his hands travel down to yours, cupping it in his own gently, “I was just trying to protect you baby…but if I would have known that by just holding your hands I was doing that then I would have sooner…” He whispered pressing his lips gently to your cheek.

Liam: He quietly made it back into the house, drained from the small altercation the two of you had earlier. Making his way toward your room he slipped inside, staring down at your sleeping figure and stalking over to where you laid. He kicked his shoes off before lying beside you, his arm draping around your waist. “I love you.” He whispered into your ear as he pulled  your body closer to his. You stirred in your sleep, soon becoming aware of his presence and waking up slowly. “I didn’t mean to lash out on you Li…” You muttered sadly and he shrugged his shoulders even though you couldn’t’ see. “I really love you…” You said quietly shuffling in the bed a bit until you were facing toward him. “I…I was just angry and you always just let me take it out on you…and you never say anything back…so I’m sorry.” You breathed, taking your lower lip between your teeth and he nodded against the pillow. “It’s fine…lets just not fight anymore okay.”

Louis: He followed after your pregnant self into the room, “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to yell at you.” He repeated as he watched you slide into the bed slowly with a sad expression playing on your lips. “You don’t have to stay Lou…if you feel trapped go…leave me and I’ll be all this baby ever needs.” You muttered letting your head fall back on your pillow gently and a sigh slipped through his lips and he shook his head. “I’m not going anywhere [Y/N]…I would never leave you…I’m just…I’m just really nervous for when the baby comes…it’s why I go out so much now…because I know everything’s changing.” He said quietly his hand running swiftly through his hair. “Louis what do you expect…for things to be the same, we’re having a baby and I’d like it if you were here with me some nights.” You said under your breath sadly and he nodded his frown still apparent. “I’ll be here…I’ll always be here for you, love…”

Niall: “I thought you were going to be with someone who had time for you.” You mumbled as you glanced beside you on the bed at him and he nodded. “I did…you princess. You always have time for me…just not for me to be drunk all the time and I get it.” He muttered bringing his hand up to his eyes and wiping the sleep away. “I’m sorry for being a prick last night.” He said a frown falling upon his lips and you shrugged. “It’s okay Niall just stop being so difficult all the time.” You said smiling a small smile at him and he nodded slowly. “But…but you love me regardless of that right?” He asked with a raised brow causing you to roll your eyes playfully. “I don’t think I can ever stop loving you Ni…” You breathed and a grin broke out on his lips. “Well that’s good to know princess because I’ll never stop loving you…you’re the only one I’ll ever love.” He said softly as he inched closer to you before his lips brushed against yours.

Zayn: You stayed up, lying across the couch just waiting for his return. As 3am rolled around, he strolled into the flat looking calmer from when he left. “I’m sorry.” You both spoke at the same time as you quickly sat up from the couch meeting him halfway. “If…if you want to keep smoking it’s fine.” You said shrugging your shoulders tugging at the hem of your shirt. “No…I promised to you that I’d stop…so I will. I won’t smoke anymore…I was just a bit stressed over something.” He muttered rubbing the back of his neck as a sigh slipped through his lips with his eyes staring down at you. “I…I was stressing over asking you something…and I couldn’t just talk to you about it.” He mumbled his hands finding your waist and pulling you into him. “So I’m sorry for being angry…I didn’t mean to take it out on you…” He said nuzzling his face into your neck. “It’s okay…I…I love you.” You muttered, wrapping your arms around his back tightly. A smile made it’s way to his lips and he whispered it back into your skin, “I love you too [Y/N].”