*warning: mature language*
i honestly don’t know why i’m putting that warning up there but i don’t want any more whiny bitches in my ask telling me to put a warning up there
Harry: You groaned loudly as you shut your front door and pulled of your shoes. You stumbled into the living room, exhausted from your busy day at work. You didn’t notice Harry coming from the kitchen so you jumped a little when he spoke so suddenly. “Hi baby, how was work?” He said as he set a warm cup of tea in front of you on the coffeetable. “Shitty” you mumbled. “She made me do extra work because she said I was getting lousy at my job when I do nothing but work hard every single day” you ranted. You were surprised when Harry moved you from your seating position and made you lie and your stomach, but it all quickly made sense when he began to rub over your tense back. You felt yourself physically and mentally relax as he massaged your whole back and shoulders and whispered sweet nothings into your ear. “Shh, baby” he whispered. “Just relax.”
Louis: “Can you seriously just relax?” You yelled at Louis as he stood at the kitchen counter with his head down. “It was nothing, he was trying to be nice!” You continued. His head suddenly snapped up and he looked you dead angry in the eyes. If looks could kill, you thought. “Oh, sure he was trying to be nice!” He said sarcastically. “Because that’s all it takes for you, huh? Just be nice, be a drink and I’m ready for you to fuck m-” I didn’t dare let him finish that sentence before I slapped him across the face, hard. He stood with his face in his hand for a good 5 minutes as I tried to calm myself down. His hand rubbed his cheek where a red print of my hand was clearly visible and it’d probably still be there tomorrow. But honestly I didn’t feel sorry for him at all. “You can sleep in the guest room tonight” I started. I had calmed down myself enough to not freak out on him again. “You can get your pillow when I’m in the bathroom because I really don’t want to you see your face right now” you finished before you walked upstairs.
Niall: The moment you walked through the door, the lump you had been feeling in your throat on your ride home from a day out with your best friends, finally seemed to come loose and all the emotion you were trying so hard to hide until you were alone in the comfort of your own home came out. You slipped off your shoes and you jacket, threw them somewhere and slumped to the living room. Niall looked at you ad you walked in and plopped down on the couch. “What’s wrong princess?” You sighed loudly, your fingers rubbed your eyes. “I saw my mom at the mall today” you sniffled. You never had a good connection to your mom and yet you were surprised and really hurt when she threw your out the house when you started dating Niall. And it still hurts to this day. “She didn’t say anything, she just gave me that judgy, deadly glare she always gave me. See? She doesn’t even fucking care about me!” you screamed, mostly at yourself. You felt Niall pull you on his lap and you let your head rest against his shoulder. He rubbed your hair and slowly rocked you back and forth while whispering “Shh, baby girl, it’s going to be fine, just relax, baby” as you cried your eyes out.
Liam: The moment you two walked out of the hotel it was chaos. And you knew this and you were prepared. You knew there would be a lot of screams and there would also be some gnarly things being thrown your way, from both fans and paps. You were kind of used to it now, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt your feelings a bit. Like every other day, they were shouting all the same things; “You’re such a whore!” “Liam why don’t you leave that slut for me?!” “You’re so ugly!” “What does Liam even see in you?!”. But when suddenly a fan got through the fence and security and launched towards you, you were completely surprised. The fan started to hit you and pushed you. She pushed you so hard one time that you fell to the ground and hit your head on the pavement. You heard Liam yell and scream at everyone, but mostly the fan. “Just fucking stop!” He yelled. “Please leave he alone and stay the fuck away from us! If you touch her one more time, I swear to God–” “Liam!” You said after you had stood up from the ground again. Liam looked at you and you motioned him to come with you to the car which was waiting for you. You sat down in the back of the car and the driver quickly drove away from the hotel and all the madness. “Dammit, why can’t they just ever leave us alone?” Liam growled and slammed his hand down on his seat. “Liam, please calm down” You tried to caress his face, but he turned away. “Please look at me” He finally turned to look at you. “Please relax. I’m fine, that’s all that matters right? It’s okay, just relax” He nodded and leaned in to lean his head on your shoulder.