Silent Treatment (Louis)

a/n: thank yall for being so patient. 

You sat staring at your phone for the better part of twenty minutes. You willed the screen to light up, for the familiar name to span the display, but it remained blank.

You knew you were being childish, but you refused to be the first to make contact. Your feelings had been hurt and your ego was bruised. There was no way you were making the first move. But, damn if you didn’t miss his usual texts or the sound of his voice.

Your phone droned loudly against the table in the otherwise silent room and you leapt towards it in anticipation. The name on the screen dashed all your hopes, but you managed to sound as unaffected as possible in your greeting.

“What’s up Ni?”

“We decided to have a party for Liam’s birthday tonight after the show. I know its last minute, but please say you’ll come,” he sounded rushed, but you expected nothing else.

Their show was set to start in a couple hours after all.

The possibility of a highly awkward run in with Louis crossed your mind, but you pushed it to the side, “Of course. I’ll be there,” you confirmed.

“Great. I’ll…” he trailed off as he dealt with something on his end before returning, “Sorry about that. I’ll send a car for you around ten, yeah?”

“Thanks Ni. Have a great show tonight,” you wished before the call ended.

You wondered if the boys knew of the current state of your relationship with Louis.  You hadn’t spoken to each other in a little over a week. What began as a tiny argument had snowballed into a fight and now the two of you weren’t on speaking terms.

By the way Niall had spoken to you on the phone you figured he was none the wiser of what had happened. You wished to keep it that way.

There was no doubt in your mind that Louis would also be at Liam’s party, but you weren’t going to let that stop you from having a good time.


“Happy birthday, Payno!” you hugged the birthday boy who was all smiles.

“Thanks love,” he replied, handing you a drink and leading you towards the rest of the group.

They’d rented out one of the VIP sections of the club, but you figured the space was just as crowded as the rest of the club. Familiar and strange faces alike were milling around, all gathered in celebration of Liam’s 22nd.

“Y/N, you made it!” Niall strolled towards you with a huge grin on his face.

You figured he was already a few drinks into the celebration and could only laugh when he slung an arm over your shoulder and left a sloppy kiss on your cheek.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world, it’s not every day Liam turns twenty two,” you winked at the man in question.

“Y/N, you came just in time! Let’s get you a drink, yeah?” Harry popped up, offering you one of the flutes in his hand.

You lifted the one Liam had given you upon arriving and took a sip, “Already ahead of you Styles.”

Their excitement was infectious. You could tell a lot of it was because they were still pumped from their show. You couldn’t help the adrenaline rush that their exhilaration caused you. You tipped back the flute and downed the contents of the glass.

“That’s the spirit!” Liam shouted and he, Niall and Harry proceeded to follow your actions.

“Where’s Louis?” Niall asked when he noticed the fourth member missing.

“Right here lads,” his voice appeared from your left. You didn’t turn to acknowledge him though everything in you wanted to.

Before anything else could happen the music was interrupted by the DJ; his voice reverberated around the club in a requested for Liam to join him in his booth to help run the music.

The entire VIP section erupted then in cheers of excitement. The look on Liam’s face said it all. He would love nothing better.

It didn’t take long for the circle to naturally disperse after Liam’s departure. Harry left for the bar and a pretty brunette managed to steal Niall’s attention, leaving just you and Louis.

This was the awkward moment you were dreading and wanting to make it any weirder than it needed to be you walked away with all intentions of losing yourself in the crowd of carefree club goers.

The celebration was a lot more enjoyable than you expected it would be. You danced with Niall and Harry for most of the night, both of whom were excellent company.  Time flew without you even noticing and sure enough it was time to call it a night.

The perfect buzz you had going was dissipating by the second as you stood in the car park. You’d managed to avoid facing Louis for the entire night and now you had no choice.

Upon exiting the club you had separated from the group with the intention of getting a taxi, but then Liam called after you, bringing everyone’s attention on you.

“Y/N, where are you going? Louis’s parked over here, love.”

You turned around to address four pairs of expectant eyes. Begrudgingly, you went towards them, “Right.”

Your smile was forced, but you couldn’t explain to the boys why you were going to get a cab without them asking questions. The last thing you wanted was them being all up in your business.

The car ride was painfully silent. The tension in the small space was suffocating. Not a word was said and when he finally pulled up to your apartment you couldn’t exit fast enough.

You nearly tripped over your heels in your haste to get to your door. You hated the state your relationship was in. More than anything you wanted it to go back to the way it was, but just didn’t know how to bridge the gap.

You froze just as you were pushing the key into the lock. You hadn’t even heard him exit the car or walk up behind you.

You inhaled deeply before turning to look at him. Your eyes met his and you saw all the things you both wanted to say.

“I don’t like this,” he began.

You opened your mouth to reply, but he beat you to it.

“And I know you want nothing to do with me right now, but I can’t stand not talking to you and being around you…and I just…I hate this, okay. So, I’m sorry. I want you to talk to me again, Y/N. Please.”

His eyes searched yours as you remained silent.

“I miss you,” he added when you didn’t respond.

“I miss you too. And I’m sorry. I never should have said-”

“It’s okay. We both said a lot of things we probably shouldn’t have, yeah? The fight was stupid, babe. How about we just-”

“Forget it ever happened?” you finished for him.

The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled made your heart flutter just like it always did. His arms slid around your waist, pulling your body flush against his. His gaze moved from your eyes down to your mouth and you wanted nothing more than for him to lean down and kiss you.

“I really, really missed you,” he whispered over your lips right before he did.

Preference #20: Butts

request: Pref idea where he like taps your butt?

Harry: “Sweet pea, I’m home!” Harry hollers from the front door. You come bounding down the stairs just in one of Harry’s big sweaters and a pair of panties. You jump up into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist, arms around his neck. “I missed you,” you whisper kissing at his neck. “Sweet pea, I was only gone for a few hours. But I missed you too,” Harry laughs, planting you a long kiss on your lips. As the kiss deepens, Harry’s hands move from your thighs to your butt, underneath the sweater, squeezing. One of Harry’s hands disappears but comes back with a loud smacking sound and a stinging feeling. You pull back from Harry’s kiss, cheeks reddened to match your swollen lips. “Where’d you get the idea to do that? You’ve never done that before.” “Dunno, it’s just so soft, and I wanted to slap it a little bit. Did you like it?“ "Yeah… I think so.”

Louis: “Louis do you know where that one black skirt of mine is?” You holler down the stairs dressed in just your bra and panties. “Yeah it’s on the top shelf of the closet, above all of your dresses,” Louis yells back, his voice coming closer as he comes up the stairs. You begin reaching up to the top shelf, not quite reaching it. “Oh… Actually I take that back, I don’t know where that skirt is. Looks like you’ll just have to wear those cute little panties, with your little bum on display for me,” Louis mumbles, followed by a smack to your backside. You jump letting out a shrill yelp. “Louis that hurt, why’d you do that?” “Couldn’t help myself, lovey, jus’ so sexy for me.”

Liam: “Baby, wake up,” you whine for what seems like the 100th time. Liam just wouldn’t get up. You let out a huff and swing one leg over Liam’s hips, sitting astride him. Running your hands up and down Liam’s chest, you began cooing to him again, “Liam, baby, please wake up. I miss you.” You leaned down to press kisses all along his neck, stopping when you felt a sharp slap on your butt. You sat up straight with a pout on your face, “You were awake the whole time, huh? And that hurt, you know.” “Bunny, can you really blame me, though? Your pretty little self, sitting on top of me, your bum pressing in all the right spots. I can’t just pass up the opportunity to give it a little smack.”

Zayn: “What movie do you wanna watch tonight?” you question Zayn. You continue looking through all of the movie titles in the lowest drawer under to TV, awaiting Zayn’s answer. After you don’t get one, you look over your shoulder to see what the hold up was. The look on Zayn’s face told you all you needed to know. He was biting his lip staring right at you bum, eyes hooded with this arms folded behind his head. “Hey you! What movie do you want to watch?” You ask again, looking back to the drawer. Once again you don’t get an answer, but you get a stinging slap to your bum through your sweatpants. You immediately straighten up, and turn around to see that now Zayn is standing behind you with a smug smile on his face. “Princess, what was I supposed to do? It was just right there, it’s not like I can’t touch it a bit.”

Niall: "Petal, I really like that one,” Niall murmurs, the tight grey dress you were showing him grabbing his attention. “Yeah? I think I do too,” you agree. “Your ass looks so good, petal. I’m not letting you leave without buying that dress,” Niall stands up the from chair in the dressing room coming to stand behind you in front of the mirror. You turn around to look at him and begin speak to him but he doesn’t hear a word you’re saying. He looks behind you into the mirror, looking at your bum in the. His hands move from your hips, sliding to your ass, rearing his hand back and coming down with a quick smack. You jump and hit his shoulder, making him look down at you. “Why’d you do that? My butt hurts now.” “Sorry, petal, just looks so good I couldn’t help it. I just wanna touch you all the time, especially in this dress.”

so this sucks. To the anon that requested this I hope you like this and this is what you wanted if not please let me know and I’ll try to fix it as best I can. Anyway thanks for reading and please request

I Love You More

“I love you so much.” Niall said as he holds your hand. You looked up to him and smiled.

“I love you so much more.” He laughs.

“I doubt that, (Y/N).”

“I do.” you argued back.

“I love you more and I’ll prove it to you.” Niall grabs your hand and pulls you into the center of the resturant. By the time you got there, everyone was staring. Niall started to scream out, “Everybody, this is my girlfriend (Y/N). She refuses to believe that I love her more, so today. I’m asking you to witness something.”

Murmers went around the resturant. You started to tug on Niall’s sleeves. “Ni, stop causing a scene.”

He turned to you and smiled, “I love you to no end, baby. I want to be with you. Without you is like without oxygen. Without you is like death, but I’m not dying. I cannot live without you.” he kneels down and pulls out a red velvet box and opened it. Your hands flew to your mouth as you gasp.

He continues his speech, “I cannot imagine what my life would be without you. I don’t know what I was thinking when I left you before. I regret so many things that I have done to hurt you. Let me make up for that. Let me stand by your side forever. (Y/N), will you, make me, Niall James Horan, the most happiest man alive and marry me?”

You nodded screaming out a yes. Niall puts the ring on your finger and gets up. The whole resturant were filled with wolf cries and laughing as Niall and you kiss.

“So do I love you more?” he asks.

You laughed, “Yeah, you win this round.”

“I love you.” he said as he went in for another kiss.

“I love you.” you said back.