One Direction Preferences

How He Feels After the Breakup

(T)

Liam:
Guilty. If there was one way to describe the way he was feeling, it was guilty. He went out to parties and shows, he went on tours and trips and all the while you were slipping through his fingers. He felt so guilty for never stopping to think about you. He always put himself first and even though you tried to refuse the thought, you knew it was true, so did he. After you left him, he didn't call or text, even though that was all he wanted to do. He didn't want to put you through any more pain. Little did he know that you would constantly sit at home and wait for his call, or his tweet, letting you know that he still cares.

Zayn:
Angry. He wasn't angry at you. He could never bring himself to do that. He loved you to the end of the world, but we all know that alcohol can make us do stupid things. He had gone out for a celebratory night when they got back from tour. You had gotten in a fight before he went, he wanted to party, but you just wanted to stay home with him. He went and you stayed home. When you went to make up with him, you caught him lip locked with a blonde model with a skin-tight dress. You went home, too angry to cry, and packed a bag, leaving him a note of apology for wasting his time. When he finally got home at about four in the morning, he missed the note, too drunk to notice little things around the house. When he sobered up and realized that this wasn't a little fight that you could get over he broke some vases and punched some walls. He cried for days, weeks, months, all the while cradling the beautiful diamond engagement ring he had bought overseas, never thinking of anything but your beautiful face.

Louis:
Useless. Since you and Louis had started dating, you were really the only reason that made things worthwhile for him. Although all the fans were amazing, the hate had always overwhelmed him. You had always made him feel worthwhile again. He would go to sleep every night with a smile on his face and his arms wrapped around your body, knowing that whatever problem he might have tomorrow, you could fix it. Except for that one clueless night where the next day the problem just couldn't be fixed. Louis had been caught doing some things and even though he denied all of it and used the words "photoshop" and "edits" a lot, you just couldn't believe him. Recent pictures of him and his ex are a little hard to ignore. Especially if they were snogging.

Niall:
Full. Metaphorically and literally. He didn't want to eat, at all. After coming accustomed to your meals and dinners, he just didn't want to eat anything different. All he would eat was the leftover food from before you left, but that only lasted for a week, barely. He's always metaphorically full as in two things, as in he never wants more. He might hug a couple fans and sign some things, but after about two minutes, all he wants to do is go home and lie down and stare at the ceiling, feeling cold and alone, plotting how to get you back into his arms. But he also always has a huge stomach pain. That well-known heartbreak stomach pain that just makes you feel empty, and lost. Feeling like nothing but yourself, and that's exactly what Niall was, not cheery or hungry, he was just nothing like himself.

Harry:
Stupid. You could use a lot of words to describe Harry after it ended, but the one thing he felt was stupid. He was stupid for letting you run out like that, he was stupid for not realizing what he was doing and that it might hurt you, he was stupid for even going out with Taylor Swift in the first place. All he knew, and all he needed to know was that he pushed you too far. There had of course been some issues before but this one just blew you right over. When he came home one day and looked at the pictures in a magazine like they were just a normal date, you couldn't handle him any more. In that moment, you were so angry that he had gone out with another woman that you barely had any difficulty calling it off. After he looked at the magazine and plopped on the couch you just threw a stray pair of heels at him and stormed off. To this day, the heels are still in the same place they had been where you had thrown them, and Harry is still on the couch, wondering if you would come back if he made an effort