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Preference 104: Someone Tries to Break You up-Part 2

Someone Tries to Break You Up-Part 1

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Niall: Your actions scared him and made him open up the magazine to the article, after reading that the pictures were old, he ran after you. He knew that you would be in the study, the one place you went to be alone. He let out a sigh when he found you curled up on the big couch that was near the window. He took cautious steps towards you. “Go away,” you said, holding back your tears. You couldn’t believe that he had accused you of cheating, especially when he didn’t even take time to read the article. “I’m sorry, babe,” he said, sitting on the arm of the chair. “You should be,” you mumbled, continuing to look out of the window. You weren’t going to break down, you knew how to handle your emotions. “I should’ve read the article before jumping to conclusions. But when I saw the headline I just got so mad. I’m sorry.” You just nodded, not wanting to talk about it anymore. “Am I forgiven?” he asked, sliding between you and the back of the large arm chair. “Not really,” you said, sighing and letting him hold you. You knew that just being there with him for a while, you would forgive him and you would work it out.

Zayn: You were ready to run out of the doors when he caught your arm, you yanked it away and he pulled you back into the house. “Perrie get the fuck out and do as I asked, don’t come around again,” he yelled, still holding onto you so you wouldn’t leave. You were pissed beyond belief and you just wanted to leave. You saw the smirk that was on her face fall before she mumbled something and left. “Sit,” he said, letting go of you. “I’d rather not,” you commented, glaring at him. “I didn’t kiss her! She kissed me!” “I don’t give a fuck, you still kissed. What the fuck was she even doing here? In our home?” He sighed and motioned for you to sit. You decided to give in and let him talk, you knew it was the right thing to do. “I asked her to come over so that I could tell her to stop coming over. I could see it was pissing you off that I hadn’t told her yet and, honestly, I don’t know why I hadn’t. I told her to not come over again, but she wouldn’t listen. The she kissed me right before you walked in, that’s why you saw her so close to me. I would never kiss her intentionally because I love you, and only you.” You smiled at his words, watching as he let out a huge huff after speak. “Then I’m the one who owes you an apology. I’m sorry, but seeing her here and your history with her makes me really insecure. But I believe you and I hope you forgive me for overreacting.” He smiled and pulled you close to him, “Of course I do. I hope you forgive me for not making her leave us alone sooner.” You mumbled a yes before looking up and kissing him.

Louis: He sat down and you could tell that he was thinking about everything. He was thinking about what you had just said and the things that he noticed while you were in the same room as his sisters. He was internally scolding himself for not realizing sooner. He was internally scolding himself for believing that you would be rude to his sisters. He turned to you with a sad emotion pasted on his face. He placed his hand on your cheek and you leaned into it, closing your eyes in comfort. “I’ll talk to them. I should have realized this sooner. How long has this been going?” he asked, his voice semi-cracking. “Since we met. They acted they liked me when you were in the room, but whenever you were gone they would make snide comments or just completely ignore me.” He sighed and leaned his forehead against yours while you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling yourself closer to him. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” he asked. “I know how much your family means to you, so I didn’t want to be the reason for any sort of fall out.” “You should have told me, still. I’ll deal with them okay?” You nodded and he placed a swift kiss on your lips. “I’m sorry for getting mad at you, baby.” “I understand why you would. It’s fine.”

Harry: He followed you to the exit and as you both walked out, lights were flashing and paps were screaming his name. You stumbled backwards, but he caught you and held onto you. You wanted to get out of his grip, but you didn’t want to make a scene in front of the leeches. He led you to the car that he had hired for the night. You got in and so did he. He closed the door and immediately turned to you. He tried to grab your hand, but you gave him a look that made him retract his hand. “I thought she was you,” he said. You continued to ignore him all the way to your shared home. You walked in without him, going into your bedroom and getting ready for bed. He watched from the doorway with a concentrated look on his face. “You can sleep elsewhere unless you want to go sleep with her. And if that’s the case we might as well break up,” you said, throwing back the covers and climbing into bed. “It was an accident and I’m so sorry, I thought it was you. She sounded, looked, and smelled exactly like you. I didn’t see her face until you showed up. Baby, you know she’s been trying to break us up since the beginning.” You remained quiet and he sighed, kissing your forehead before laying in the bed. “I love you,” he said, holding onto your waist. “I love you too, idiot,” you mumbled before falling asleep.

Liam: it had been about an hour since he had stormed off and you were still upset over the pictures. The way he got mad had proved that he hadn’t cheated, but the pictures showed so much more. But you knew that you were wrong for not accusing instead of letting it go, so you got up and wondered around the house in search for him. “Hey,” you said, finding him lying on the bed and playing games on his phone. “Hi,” he said, setting his phone down and patting your side of the bed. You slightly smiled and walked over, sitting down. You turned to look at him, kissing his cheek quickly before pulling back. “I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. I’m sorry.” “Do you not trust me?” he asked, pulling you closer to him. This was definitely not how you were expecting the conversation to go, you thought he would be fuming. “I do, but sometimes it’s hard to see those kind of pictures and not assume that you could do better than me.” He chuckled and you glared at him because you didn’t think it was funny. “I’m laughing because you think that there’s someone better than you out there for me… There’s not. I love you and I only want to be with you, okay?” You nodded your head before nuzzling into his neck and mumbling an okay.