one direction preferences / imagines

you were a bet

Niall - "We're being truthful Niall!" You giggled, climbing up on top of him and straddling him so he would tell you some of his deep dark secrets. Niall shook his head, pressing his lips together tightly. "I have no secrets!" He protested, squirming his way out. You sighed, pulling away and leaning back onto the bed. "You never do," You huffed. Niall sat up, towering you as you lay on your back. "I told you all mine, even the embarrassing ones," You moaned. Niall sighed, letting his fingers linger though your hair gently. He looked down at you, staring at you wildly. You smiled up into his shining blue eyes. "Go on, I know your hiding something," You giggled. Niall stopped his trance, shaking his head a little. "Tell me!" You pushed. Niall groaned. You grinned, sliding yourself up and taking his hand into yours. "You can tell me anything," You whispered reassuringly. Niall turned to you, his eyes looked saddened and a disappointed and regretful look spread across his angel like face. "I'll level with you," He said directly, giving himself a moment to think up what to say, and how to say it without hurting you. You nodded, signaling him to go on. "You, You were a, a," Niall paused, he physically couldn't get the words out. Your mind wandered. "A what baby?" You questioned confusedly. Niall couldn't possibly look you into the eyes as he revealed what he'd been hiding for a whole year and a half. "A bet," He choked, shutting his eyes as the painful words left his lips. Your heart flipped and began to race. It felt like you had been stabbed. You released your hand from his, rubbing your head to let it sink into your mind, you were in complete awe. "But it doesn't matter!" Niall trembled. "Because I love you, and if I could go back, I would change the way it happened, I would make you feel so special, because you deserve it, from the bottom of my heart," He added, his voice became quieter. You felt numb, the words didn't seem to soothe you. Niall shuffled closer to you, taking your small body towards his and hugging you tightly. You could just feel how much he loved you, and how much you really meant to him, words didn't cure anything, but hugs did. You smiled weakly, leaning your head onto his shoulder. He stroked your hair on the back of your head, adding kisses to your forehead. "I'm so so sorry," He repeated, tears now tracing down his soft cheeks. You sniffed, taking your sleeve and wiping them away from him. "It's okay," You reassured him.

Zayn - You scrolled endlessly down your twitter mentions, the same thing kept popping up. "You were a bet" "Haha (Y/N), Zayn doesn't even love you, you were a drunken bet!" You gulped, reading down more and repeating the same things. After a while you started to believe them, your heart began to shatter piece by piece as more tweets came flooding through. You gripped your eyes shut, holding back the tears as you bit your lip tightly. You forcefully shut the laptop, pushing your head down onto it and letting tears dribble onto it. "Baby what's wrong?!" A suddenly alarmed Zayn gasped as he raced in through the door a few minuets later. "Please talk to me baby," He begged gently. Slowly you pulled your head up, feeling disorientated and sick. "Babe are you okay?" A worried Zayn steadily took your hands. You felt ill, your face grew whiter and whiter. "Is it true?" You suddenly asked blandly, ignoring everything you were feeling. Zayn's face grew a look of puzzle. "What?" He replied. You glanced down at the table for a moment, before looking back up into his eyes. "Was I, was I a bet?" You urged, squinting your eyes a little waiting for a reply. Zayn's face filled with shock, like it was so out of the ordinary for you to ask that and he was not expecting it at all. Zayn's eyes traced the room, finally meeting back at your worried ones. "That says it all." You said blandly, pushing your chair away and shutting yourself out of the room. You pushed your forehead against the wall forcefully, trying to push away the emotions as tears ran down your face quickly. You had so many emotions, you didn't even know how to channel them all. Zayn entered the room cautiously, loitering behind you suddenly. You turned your head quickly aware of his presence. He stood right in your face, cornering you so you couldn't move. He then took your hands into the both of his and he kissed your forehead lightly. You just accepted this and let him do it, you were too hurt and upset to fight. "I know, I was stupid," He began to whisper under his deep breath. As he spoke his eyes remained closed, he probably didn't want to see your reaction. His hands gripped yours tighter as he talked. "But I just want you to know, that you are my everything, I'm so lucky to be blessed with such a beautiful, kind, considerate and caring woman like you, and I truly love you from the bottom of my heart," He promised. He finally opened his eyes and stared deeply into your watery, weak ones. You could feel his warm breath brush against your face as he breathed. His lips trembled but he moved them to yours, waiting for you to accept his apologetic kiss. As you did, he pushed against you tightly, giving you the best kiss of your life.