Harry:
It's been two weeks and this is your first waking up without thinking about Harry and having a mental breakdown. The part that hurt you the most is that he didn't he even fight. You felt like he was embarrassed of dating a black girl. Your pulled from your thoughts when you hear your bedroom door open.
"Y/N you have visitors." Your mother tells you.
"Tell them to leave I'm not really in the mood."
"Y/N I'm getting really worried about you." You roll your eyes. Here comes the lecture. "You haven't been out this room in days but only to eat. This is not healthy Y/N. I love you and I know that boy you talked about love you too." You immediately regret mentioning him to her.
"How do you know that, mom?" You question looking at her.
"Because he's here. And he wants to see you." She smiles and your face drops.
"Here?" You try to clarify and she nods.
You walk out to the living room and you see Harry looking at your baby pictures hanging on the wall. When he catches sight of you he rushes to your side but you hold out your arm keeping him at a safe distance. You look at his face and he looks exhausted like he hasn't slept in weeks.
"Y/N can we talk?" He asks.
"We already did. Remember?" You say remembering how much you cried.
"These two weeks have been pure hell." He sighs running his hand through his hair.
"I bet they have." You shrug.
"I'm so sorry, I'm just stupid."
"I agree with that." You say folding your arms across your chest.
"I shouldn't have let you walked out of the door. If you want me to tell everyone in the world about you I will. I was never embarrassed of you Y/N, and I never will be, you are beautiful. I'm the lucky one to have a person that loves and understands me like you. I was just scared about the hate you would get. I didn't want you worrying about going out the house and getting mobbed or anything because if you got hurt I wouldn't know to do with myself. Pleas-" you put your finger to his lips stopping his speech.
"Why didn't you just tell me?"
"I was scared that you would leave me?" He whispers and looks you in the eyes and you see he's crying. You slowly wipe his tears away and pull his face in for a passionate kiss.
"Never." You breath into the kiss. You stop when you remember something. And Harry looks at you quizzically.
"Didn't my mom say I have visitors?"You question putting emphasizes on the 's'. And Harry gives you a sly smile. You know he always have something up his sleeve.
"About that.." Harry starts and you see the front door open and the rest of One Direction walk in.
"So this is the famous Y/N Harry's been talking about." Zayn starts and you blush.
"You don't do her any justice, Harry." Niall smirks taking your hand and kissing it. Harry quickly pulls you into his arms in a defensive manner.
"Mines." He says and he sounds just like a little kid and you all laugh at his silly gesture.
Liam:
You got to your mothers house and you slowly drag yourself of the front steps and knock on the door. You wait a few seconds and you hear the door swing open.
"Y/N?" Your mothers voice is groggy. She gasps when you finally step into the light. She rushes you into the house and sits you on the couch.
"Was it Liam?" She asks and you nod. "Let me go get us a cup a hot cup of tea and I'll be right back. Okay?" You just nod. She leaves the room and you lay back on the couch.
