One Direction Preferences

You Hear Him Talk About You to the Other Boys (Part 2)

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Liam:
"Y/N...can we talk please?" "Why don't you just talk to Niall, you seem to know just how to do that." The last part you said under your breath, but he still heard it. Without your consent, Liam opened the door slightly standing between the door frame and door itself. "Can we please just talk about this? The whole reason were even discussing this is because you won't talk to me!" He seemed exhausted of fighting, like you had been at it for hours. "Look, Niall left. It's just us two," Liam moved swiftly, shutting the door behind him and sitting on the edge of the bed. You had been standing with your arms crossed, giving him an evil glare. He patted the space next to him. "I don't know what you want me to say." You shrugged, looking down at the ground. "Tell me what's been bothering you lately, please?" This time you couldn't help but to cry again and Liam shot up from the bed. "Hey hey, don't do that." He soothed you, pulling you close. "It's just so much sometimes Li. Work then coming home and making sure the place is clean and I-I just feel like everything has to be perfect, but nothing is. I feel like nothing's going right." You sobbed into his chest. "Y/N you don't need to feel like this, stop letting the small things that go wrong get to you, because you know what?" He asked, pulling away and looking deep into your eyes, instead of waiting for your response he kept going, "Because at the end of it all I have you and you have me. That's all we'll ever need."

Zayn:
The room went dead silent as you stood in front of the mirror, slightly turned to the side with a hand placed over your stomach. To think that you were actually going to have a child with the man of your dreams. The more you thought about it the more you thought about the future and even more children. Although you weren't married, you knew you wanted to spend the rest of your life with Zayn, it was just a matter of time before you found out that he felt the same. You were nervous that you just told him, but also because he hadn't said anything yet, he was still silent, making the room feel awkward and airy. Twisting on your heels to face him with your arms now crossed over your chest, "Well..." You hoped he'd say something or else you might freak out. "I-I don't know what to say." He said breathless. He ran a hand through his hair and pacing back and forth. "I know it's a lot to take in so I'll just let you-" You turned, ready to exit the room when a hand tightly grabbed your arm. "No, Y/N don't think that I'm not completely ecstatic. Dammit from the moment I saw you I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you." You were speechless, in a good way. "So you're ok with this?" You questioned, practically biting the skin off your lip. He nodded like mad, a smile growing on his face. "I know it's gonna be hard, but I love you so much and I know this baby will love you even more. Zayn, you're gonna be such a great dad!" You both let out a breathy laugh, holding each other tight.

Louis:
"What did you just say Y/N?" Louis furrowed his eyebrows, tilting his head as he looked at you. You sarcastic tone lit the room, "Well if you're still talking to her why don't you have her just make dinner for you? I'm sure she'd love to." You crossed your arms over your chest switching your hip to the other side. Louis was speechless to say the least, he never intended for you to hear any of that, but you did so now he had to deal with it. "Uh...I'll just go..." Liam gathered his things, "No Liam, you stay." He was looking all over the room, trying to avoid any sort of eye contact with either of you. "I'll be the one going." You walked out of the room, going upstairs. In your head you were already packing your things and driving away. "Y/N please." Louis was hot on your trail, you would have slammed the door in his face if you could, but he was so close to you that his hand caught it half way. "It's not what it seems!" "Please Louis. What do you expect me to believe? How long have you been talking to her?" He was silent as your voice rose, "Dammit Louis answer me!" You were on the bridge of crying, however you didn't want to do so in front of him. "She's the one calling me. She texts me first, it's not the other way around." With a "pfft" you walked over to the closet, grabbing a bag and some clothes. As you began to stuff some inside Louis was right next to you taking them out. "Y/N I don't love her, I'm with you. I love you." You huffed, plopping on the bed, you had to at least hear him out, right?

Niall:
Your heart was beating so fast you could have sworn it was like a cartoon, beating out of your chest. If you stood there for much longer they would wonder where the chips were. "Y/N? Haha, what are you doing?" You didn't know Niall had gotten up, walking around the other entrance to the kitchen. "Uh, uh...I was-" Struggling to find the right words, you looked down forgetting all about the bowl in your hands, "I was bringing the chips!" You grinned, holding the bowl out in front of you. "Thank god. I was getting' hungry!" He took it from you, joining everyone in the living room. "Why are you still standing there?" Niall laughed from the couch, noticing how you didn't follow him. Keep cool, you told yourself, that might not even be a ring in that box... Finding your seat next to him, he snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. The conversation in the room made you want to scream. "Where do you see yourself in 10 years?" The question made its way around the room and finally to you and Niall. You looked at him, both of you blushing. "In ten years I hope we have a family." As the words flowed out of his mouth you could feel your heartbeat getting faster again, your hands were shaking and sweaty so you tucked them together, "Right Y/N?" Your eyes locked with his and you nodded. His smile calmed you, made your heart slower. You wiped your hands on your pants and as you looked around the room the smirk on everyone else's face confirmed your wildest thoughts.

Harry:
"So! What are you boys talking about?" You played coy, taking a sip of your drink. "Nothing." Harry gulped, copying your motions. "Listen to what I said mate.." Zayn warned him, walking away from you both. "What was that?" You asked him, tilting your head to see his face. "You sure about that?" As a light chuckle left your lips you heard him sigh. You placed a hand on his knee, "Are you alright?" Harry pushed your hand off of him, "Not here Y/N, people are around." You were offended by what just happened, "There's always people around Harry." You told him shaking your head. Standing from the couch, you cursed under your breath, leaving him sitting alone. As you made your way to the exit, someone's hand grabbed your arm and you tried to shake it off, thinking it was Harry. "Leave me alone H-" "I don't know who that is but I do know that you are fine." When you turned your head, you were met with a total creep, his grip on your arm tightening. "Let me go!" You yelled at him, but he laughed deeply. "Awe why? I don't see a boyfriend following you around here darling." The creep pulled you closer, feeling his breath hit the skin of your cheek and you shuttered. "Let her go." A deep voice interrupted the man and as your eyes looked over, a sign of relief fell over your body. "Oh! And who are you?" "I'm her boyfriend that's who." Harry pulled you into him, the man's hold released. "Did you really mean that?" He nodded, "I didn't mean to make you upset, or anything. I just wanted to protect you. Now I know I can only do that if everyone knows that your mine, and only mine."