One Direction Preferences

he cheats on you but you take him back

(T)

Liam:
You were sitting on your phone, parked outside your friend's house. You were waiting to go to the mall to buy some new clothes for the trip you and Liam planned to go on when he got back from his tour next week. You were going to a cottage you rented in Northern Ireland, so you wanted to pick out some warmer clothes to wear. As you sat, waiting for her to emerge, you got a direct message. You opened it, curious to see what it was. 'Hi Y/N, you may ignore this but my name is Tarren. i feel super guilty, so I wanted to tell you that i slept with Liam while he was in Dallas' she wrote. You rolled your eyes. If you had a dollar for every girl who said stuff like that. Then your phone went off again. You picked it up as you saw your friend coming out. 'i know you probably think im lying, but heres proof' she wrote and attached a picture. You scrolled to it and clicked it open. There was Liam, laying in bed, and the girl next to him. You could tell it was recent because Liam was wearing a sleep shirt that you two had bought at Disney World a couple months ago. You stared at the picture, feeling anger and betrayal. You heard the door open and your friend slid into the car. "We going?" she asked after sitting there for a few seconds. "Liam's cheating on me" you said, and she turned to stare at you. "How?" she asked, and you showed her the picture. "Oh my god" she said, and her seeing it made it hit you. You felt tears stream down your face. "Oh baby" you friend send, reaching over to pull you into a hug. "You have to confront him" she said, and you nodded. You picked up your phone and dialed Liam's number. "Hello beautiful" he answered, and you rolled your eyes. "I know about Tarren and what you did in Dallas" you said, and the silence was deafening. "I..." he started, but quickly stopped. You knew there was nothing he could really say. "Do you want to tell me what happened, Liam?" you asked. "Basically, I was out with the guys and I thought I would just have a drink or two. I never do, but I thought I could be a bit of fun. But then they kept buying me drinks and I got drunk. Tarren helped me home, from what I was told, and put me to bed. Then I woke up about two hours later, I was still drunk and she was laying there looking at me. We had sex, and when I woke up she was gone. I was going to tell you when I got home. I am so sorry Y/N" he said, and you nodded. "Liam, you cheated on me" you said, voice cracking. You were crying and you heard Liam sniffle too. "How am I supposed to trust you to go away on tour and to go out to things when you pull stuff like this Liam? How can I..." you trailed off. Your friend sat there, motionless except for rubbing your hand. "Y/N, I am telling you this was a mistake. I would never do this again. And I wasn't hiding it, I was going to tell you. I thought maybe when we were away" he said and your face scrunched. "So I couldn't leave?" you asked, heated. "No no, Y/N, I love you. I always have and I always will. I understand if you want to leave. But you have to understand that there won't be a day where I don't fight for you to come back to me. I can't just let you leave" he said, and your friend sighed. You looked at her, shrugging. You didn't know what to say. She smiled and nodded, and you took a deep breath. "Liam, I am not saying all is forgiven, but I will stay with you. We have a lot to work out next week" you said, shakily. "Y/N, I promise I will make this up to you. Baby, I promise. Thank you" he said, and you hung up. You went to the mall and picked out a few things quickly, trying to stay in a normal routine. Your friend came home with you, and when you walked in your and Liam's flat, you cried. She stayed the week with you, and when Liam came home you two talked about it. You two called Tarren, and thankfully she was very understanding. She was married, and just felt terrible that this had happened. She had told her husband, and they were working things out too, so she was more than willing to delete the photo. "Next time, you wont be so lucky" you said sternly to Liam. "There won't be a next time" he said, and you nodded. The trip to Ireland was actually a wonderful fix for you two. You reconnected there, and your trust began to rebuild.

Louis:
You were out to dinner with a friend. You hadn't seen her in a while, so you were really enjoying yourself. Suddenly, you felt really uneasy. You don't know what it was, but you felt like you needed to get home. You told your friend you weren't feeling well, promised to hang out again soon, and headed for home. Every kilometer you got closer, you felt queasier. You knew your body was telling you something, you just didn't know what. You parked outside your house and opened the door quietly. Louis had told you he was feeling sick, and all the lights were off so you figured he had gone to bed. You stepped inside and stumbled, catching yourself on the wall behind you. "What the" you whispered, looking down. You saw a pair of heels that were definitely not yours. You picked them up and reevaluated them. They were black and strappy and trashy. Suddenly, you heard laughing down the hall. Your stomach was in your throat as you walked down the hall. Part of you wanted to run back out to your car, but you knew you had to see. You walked up to the bedroom door and stood there, knowing you had to eventually open the door. "Desiree, come here" Louis whispered, and you felt the rage build up hearing her name. You threw the door open and there was Louis, in his boxers. A woman, who you could assume was Desiree, was straddling him with her top off. "You know what Desiree, maybe you should get the fuck out" you said, and she climbed off. She covered her chest and you looked to the floor and saw her dress. You threw it at her face and she pressed it against her chest. "Dress as you walk, you homewrecker" you said, and she wouldn't even make eye contact as she passed you. You knew it wasn't her fault, but she knew that you and Louis were together. Everyone did, you were on the cover of every magazine. She wasn't totally innocent either. "Oh, Des" you called out, and she turned to you. "If you tell a soul about being with him, I will deny it, he will deny it and we will sue you for defamation of character" you said and she turned back and walked to the front door. Then your head jerked back towards your half naked boyfriend. "Y/N, I..." Louis started and you put your hand up. "What the hell were you thinking?" you said, glaring at him. He wouldn't look you in the eye. "Louis, we're building a life together here. We have a home together, we were talking about getting married! Now all of a sudden you're sleeping with Desiree?" you asked. Louis got out of bed and you backed away from him. You could tell that gesture stung as he stopped dead in his tracks."Y/N, I wish I could explain this to you. I don't have an explanation. But I will say we have never had sex. I met her when I went out with Liam one night, through Danielle. She was really nice and kind to me, and we started talking. She flirted with me and I flirted back, and then tonight... Tonight was a mistake. It was all a mistake" he said, and you shook your head. "You were going to have sex with another girl in our bed. We make love in this bed. Do you know how disrespectful that is?" you asked, and he nodded ashamed of himself. "I hate you so much, but I can't give up on us" you said, and Louis looked shocked. "You're not going to leave?" he asked. "No. I won't leave, I can't leave. I love you. But Louis, I am so hurt right now. You can't even understand how hurt I am. You couldn't have done worse to me" you said, and you cupped your face in your hands as tears fell. Louis crept towards you, and pulled you into a hug. "I will make this up to you. I love you so much and being with was so wrong. I wanted it to be you. I am so sorry. This was such a mistake" he said, and you pulled back. Your mascara was running, you could tell by the stains on Louis's chest, and you were still bawling. "She even wore the trashiest heels Louis" you said, sobbing. He smirked lightly before pulling you in again. "You're on the couch. And you need to change the sheets. And burn them" you said. "Consider it done" Louis said, rubbing your back. You two didn't sleep in the same bed for the next week. You decided to go to Le Marche, Italy for a couples retreat, where you learned to trust him again. It was well worth it, and you felt like your relationship was brand new again