( Louis Tomlinson with A Gambling Addiction
Zayn Malik with A Drug Addiction
Liam Payne with An Alcohol Addiction
Harry Styles with An Exercise Addiction
Niall Horan with A Porn Addiction )
Louis: The third time that he randomly vanished, but turned out to be in Las Vegas, you decided that it was time that you talk to him. As soon as he returned, his bank account a tiny bit lighter, you sat him down. “Lou, I think you have a problem.” He scoffed, “No, I don’t.” You rolled your eyes. “You want to bet on that?” His eyes lit up at your words, “Oh my God, Louis! Look at you. Ecstatic because of the very word ‘bet.’ You need help. I think you’ve got a gambling addiction.” He shook his head. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m fine. Really, I’m not that bad.”
Zayn: Back when you were younger, they told you that marijuana was a gateway drug. It started out innocently enough with Zayn just smoking cigarettes and then that quickly became weed. You were fine with that, but suddenly you had the sense that he was hiding something more from you. A quick search of his things when he left to go get the two of you some dinner, revealed that he had a tiny packet of cocaine stuffed into the toes of his shoes. “Zayn,” You whispered when he walked into the house, “We need to talk.” He thought that you were going to break up with him, but instead you held up the packet of cocaine and his heart dropped even more than a breakup would’ve.
Liam: Another night out at Funky Buddha led Liam home at five in the morning, reeking of vodka mixed with several other alcohols, and he was barely coherent. It’s not like it was the first time that week, probably the fifth night in a row actually. It wasn’t the first week where he’d been drunk for most of it. At first, you’d blamed yourself, thinking that it was your fault that he constantly wanted to be inebriated. After you talked to Andy about him, his best friend reassured you that it wasn’t you, it’s just the good alcohol. That was when you figured that maybe it was more of an addiction. Therefore when he stumbled in at 5 am, you didn’t wait to discuss it, sparking an argument that he wouldn’t even remember when he woke up.
Harry: Your fingers slid through his as he collapsed onto the mattress. He’d started throwing up the contents of his stomach as soon as he woke up and he’d just now got back in the bed. “I think you might need to stay here today, Harry. You can cancel on Mark, he’ll understand.” You ran your fingers through his hair, feeling the heat of his fever. He shook his head. “No, I’ll be fine. I need to go to the gym. Tour starts in a couple weeks, have to look my fittest.” Harry tried to push up off the mattress, but his arms gave out. “I love you, Harry. You look fit, beyond fit. I think you’re over-exerting yourself, though, that might be why you’re so ill right now. You’ve spent every day at the gym, more time there than with me. I’m worried about you. I think Mark’s getting tired of you.” You smoothed a hand over his forehead. “I’m fine, Y/N.” He swallowed hard and sat up, pulling on some shoes and walking out the door.
Niall: His laptop was slapped shut as soon as you walked in the room and you automatically knew what he was doing. “Niall,” you frowned. “It’s nine o’clock in the morning. We just had sex two hours ago. Do you really have to watch porn?” His cheeks heated up and he moved the laptop off his lap, scooting around under the sheets to adjust himself. “I’m - I’m just getting ideas.” The shifty look of his eyes told you otherwise. “No, you’re getting off on it. I’m you girlfriend! I’m not saying that you should use me as a sex toy, but you shouldn’t be turning to the internet to please you! You are barely even interested in me anymore, Niall!” You stormed out of the room, and if you weren’t too mistaken, you heard the sound of his laptop starting up once again, soon followed by the sounds of whatever video he’d chosen.
