Niall- He was downstairs with the other 4 boys watching football and you were upstairs studying for your college finals. You could hear their muffled voices, getting louder and louder and making it so much harder for you to focus. You even put in your earphones and blasted your music as loud as possible but it still wasn’t drowning out the voices from downstairs. You tiptoed downstairs and threw your hair up into a messy bun.
“Hey boys!” You waved and smiled, they all greeted you warmly. “I hate to be this person, but could you guys be a little quiter, it’s just.. I have finals and I really need to study.”
“Go to the library then?” Niall said rudely under his breath.
“Niall it’s already 10 o’clock at night I’m not gonna go to the library..” You said quietly.
“Jesus christ Y/N, you’re so fucking annoying! Just go somewhere else and study if we’re really bothering you that much. This is the one day a week I get to come home and relax with the guys without you fucking nagging me and yet here you are..” His voice was harsher than it’s ever been. You started to breath heavily, trying to push back your tears.
“Fine Niall, if I’m so annoying I’ll just go to my mothers. At least someone there will appreciate me. Have fun with the boys, don’t expect me back for a while, fucking asshole.” You spat. Harry tried to convince you to stay but Louis told him to just let you go and that he understood why you were leaving. You threw your bag into the passenger’s seat and before you could get into the driver’s seat you felt arms wrap around you from behind.
“Get off me Niall. I’m leaving.”
“Please don’t leave Y/N, I didn’t mean it.”
“Then why’d you say it?”
“I… I just.. my team was losing and I had a rough say at the studio.. I really didn’t mean to take it out on you I’m so sorry baby. Please don’t leave me. Please. I love you.” He kissed you on the forehead. You simply nodded and walked back into the house, he made you a tea and made the boys go home so you could have some peace and quiet to study.
Louis- You were on your laptop in the kitchen and he was on the couch taking a nap. You scrolled through your twitter feed and replied/followed some fans, reading their nice messages and ignoring the hate as usual. You stopped scrolling on a particular article that caught your eye. The headline of the gossip article read “Tomlinson getting touchy with….not his girlfriend? Hmmm.” Your heart started to pound as you read through the article more and saw a few pictures of Louis with his hands all over a random blonde girl you’d never seen before, she was extremely gorgeous and you were furious.
“LOUIS, WAKE THE HELL UP NOW!” You screamed across the apartment, making him jump up from the couch. “So.. anything you want to tell me? Maybe who this extremely hot blonde is that you’ve been hanging out with?” You turned your laptop screen to show him the pictures. He didn’t say anything which made you even more pissed off. “Explain..right now Louis.”
“Ok ok.. she’s just a girl I met.. she works at the studio!” He said quietly.
“Are you fucking her?” Your cheeks were burning and fists balled up at your sides, standing in front of Louis who was sitting on the couch still.
“What? Of course not!”
“Then why were you groping her in public?”
“I was… I mean..”
“Spit it out.” You growled.
“I was.. using her to make you jealous..” He whispered.
