One Direction Preferences

Preference 10- First Argument.

First Argument:

Louis: "See you later!" Your boyfriend, Louis, calls out from the doorway, you shoot down the stairs after being in the shower and your hair combed but still wet. "Where are you going?" you ask a little bit out of breath from running down the stairs."Im going out with the boys." He says coming over and kissing you on the cheek."Louis! I thought we were having a movie night?" You huff sounding disappointed.He rolls his eyes, "let me live for god sake." He mumbles opening the door."Wait!" you shout, "why wont you spend any time with me? Is there something you want to get off your chest or should I just leave? You've just come back off a three month tour and you're going out all ready!" you complain."for gods sake (Y/N) I just want to spend some time with them!" he yells."you've spend three months with them and you're going out with them again?!" he slams his keys down on the cabinet which frightens you and causes you to step back. "they're my bandmates! I'm expected to spend some time with them!" "yes and IM your girlfriend!" You say tears forming around the corners of your eyes. "you know, just go, im going to bed." You say running back upstairs and going into the bedroom and slamming the door shut and climbing onto the bed. A few minutes later you hear the front door slam shut then Louis' car pull away from the flat. Leaving you to cry yourself to sleep.

Zayn: "(Y/N) where are my car keys?" Zayn calls from up the stairs. You run up the stairs and see him searching frantically through all your drawers.
"well they're certainly not in there." You scoff.
"Alright, sorry. Well where are they?" He comes over and asks you.
You pull away, "Zayn you cant just keep coming to me whenever you loose something. They're your car keys, if you don't want to loose them put them in the pot as you come through the door. That way, you wont loose them!" You say sweetly, but to him you sounded extremely stroppy.
He pulls a face at you then pushes past you out of the door and down the stairs, "I put them RIGHT next to the pot so you must of moved them!"
"Jesus Zayn honestly, im sick of this. I always get the blame for something you loose! Your sunglasses, I get the blame for putting them away when they were just left in your shoes, and why were they even in there?"
he rolls his eyes and looks in the kitchen, "got them." You hear him say with glee.
With that you take your car keys and drive to your sisters house to stay there and let Zayn figure things out for himself.

Liam: You walk into your room to see Liam looking around his box of shoes, picking ones out and then flinging them to one side. "What're you doing?" You ask him, very curious as to what he's doing. He stares at the sea of shoes he's in, "I think I'm going to buy a new pair of shoes, I have hardly any." Liam pouts. "Hardly any? Liam... take a look..." You tilt his head so he can see the shoes surrounding him but he shrugs you off. "I'm going to buy a new pair..." he mumbles and stands up, walking out of the bedroom and down the stairs. You listen and wait for the door to shut, soon enough a little rattle echos through the house. You sigh and start putting all of his shoes back in the box.

An hour later Liam comes back with three new pairs of shoes. One Converse, one Nike and another Adidas trainers. "Did you get enough?" You laugh, Liam just looks confused. "What's up?" you ask him. He stands there for a minuet then digs in his pockets, handing you your credit card, "Wait..." You snatch the credit card off of him and stare at him, "Liam... why did you need to do that?!" You shout at him, "okay first, tell me how much they cost all together," you stare at him, already knowing that the shoes were very expensive.. "Three hundred.." he scratches the back of his neck. You stare at him, looking at him and wanting to slap him. "Three hund- LIAM?! Do you know what I was saving up for?!" You shout at him, all the anger exploding out of you, "No?! Why didnt you just tell me and I wouldn't of used your card." You chuckle. What is he thinking?! Is he thick? He didnt even ask you to borrow your card, "Liam, you didn't even ask ME to borrow MY card." You spit at him. He looks dismissivly at you, "I'm sorry." He says, "I'm taking them back, just please, don't shout at me anymore. I'm sorry." He comes over and kisses you cheek, hurrying out of the door, taking the shoes back. So.. that trip to see your family you were saving up for might just finally happen.

Niall: there you are, sat on the settee reading a magazine with a cup of coffee, when Niall comes crashing down the stairs and sits right next to you.
You look at him and he's sweetly looking up at you with his big blue eyes, "(Y/N)? can I have a sandwich?"
"Niall, get it yourself." You groan, it'll be the fourth sandwich you've made him today.
He huffs and doesn't move, "That's what you're for!" he laughs.
Your head turns towards him and your eyes narrow and glare at him. You throw your magazine down on the floor and walk upstairs.
"Wait I didn't mean it! It was just a joke!" Niall shouts running after you.
You ignore him and start packing a bag with stuff you'll need to go to your friends house.
"well Niall sometimes things can go a little too far." You say zipping shut your bag.
"nono, (Y/N) don't leave please! I didn't mean it!" he said starting to cry.
You just ignore him again and run down the stairs and out the door to your car leaving Niall broken on the floor. (TORN LYRICS BRUH)

Harry: You're flipping through a magazine nothing interesting, just the usual crap in magazines, when something catches your eye. what? you think to yourself when you read the title, 'STYLES GETS FLIRTY WITH ABBEY'
"HARRY!" you scream when he comes rushing through the kitchen doors with his phone in his hands.
"what? What's going on?" He asks frantically while looking at you then the magazine in your hands. "that's not what it looks like." He says straight away.
You put the magazine down on the table and run upstairs tears already streaming down your face and a few down his too.
"Then what does it look like then?" You say slamming your bedroom door and sliding down the hard wood.
You sit with your head in your hands, "(Y/N) I don't want to loose the best thing in my life."
You scoff, "what 'Abbey'?" you sniffle and run your hands through your hair as you stand up.
"im serious let me in, I was very drunk and I didn't know what I was doing."
You swing open the door and he's stood there with his big green eyes watering with tears. He tries to hug you but you swerve out the way.
"Harry im going." You hiccup.
You walk past him and go and stay at your mums house for a while.