Liam:
It took a lot for you to be mad at Liam. But this time, he really did it. He managed to forget to order the cake for your friend's baby shower. Now you were without a cake, without a back up plan and Liam was not even trying to help. "Well could you run to the store and get one, Liam?" you asked, and he shrugged. "We have cake mix here, love" he suggested. Your eyes narrowed at him and he froze. "I can make it" he said, and you spun on your heels and walked away. "Y/N" he said as he chased you down the hall. You slammed the bedroom door in his face as you started preparing other little baby shower props. "Y/N" he whispered, but you ignored him. "Y/N" he said a little louder, and you ignored him again. "Y/N" he said one last time as he opened the door. You shot him a dirty look and he frowned. "Y/N I am sorry. I am going to go get your cake right now" he said, but you didn't reply. He shut the door and quietly went to the bakery. He returned just in time with a rattle shaped cake that said 'congratulations' on the bottom. It was bright pink, like the colours of your shower, and you couldn't resist smiling. "Did I do okay?" he asked, and you nodded. "I am really sorry" he said again. "I was just frustrated" you said. "You had every right" he replied, running his fingers through your hair. The doorbell rang and he gave you a quick kiss before locking himself in the bedroom.
Louis:
"Louis, where's my green tank top" you called through your flat. Louis didn't respond, so you went looking for him. You found him sitting on the couch, looking guilty. "Where's my shirt?" you asked, with your hands on your hip. Louis bent over and reached under the couch. He pulled out your shirt, covered in white spots. "I spilt bleach. I didn't want it to ruin all the clothes so I grabbed the closest thing and wiped it up. I was going to go out and get you a new tank top today, I thought I had a little time" he said, and you scowled. "You were trying to hide it from me" you growled, and turned to walk away. "I wasn't hiding it!" he said, hopping up. You decided to not speak to him as you kept walking towards your room. "Y/N! Talk to me please Y/N" he said, and you had to hide your smirk. The one way you could phase Louis was through the silence treatment. "Y/N" he said, grabbing your arm, and you finally turned to look at him. "I am sorry I should have just been honest. I can get you a new tank top and you can come with me I am so sorry" he said, his mouth running a mile a minute. "Fine" you whispered, and he smiled wide. "I seriously am sorry" he said, and you nodded, before giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking into your room.
Niall:
You sat on the couch, staring at a blank TV. Niall had missed out on dinner again, and you were getting fed up with making dinners for two when only one was eating.. You glanced over your shoulder and saw his plate, steam no longer coming off it, as it had been sitting there for two hours. You heard the doorknob turn, and whipped your head back to the front. "Hi babe!" Niall said, and you ignored him. "Y/N" he said, coming over. He leaned over the back of the couch to give you a kiss and pushed your head away. "Why?" he said, and you got up and went over to the table. You picked up his plate and slammed it on the counter. "Oh, Y/N. Princess I'm sorry" he said, and you shook your head. You weren't going to break. Niall wrapped his arms around you and you rolled your eyes as he shuffled to face you. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings" he said, using his best puppy dog eyes. You looked up and away, but you couldn't stay mad. "I will eat it" he suggested, and you shook your head. "It's okay, I just won't cook anymore" you said, and Niall jumped back. "Are you trying to kill me, woman? I'll be home on time tomorrow. Just don't stop cooking for me and don't stop talking to me" he said, kissing your cheek.
Harry:
After about a week of giving Harry the silent treatment, you knew tonight was not just going to slide by like the others. You walked in the door after being at a friend's, and Harry was sitting on the couch. You were furious because Harry had neglected to tell you that their upcoming tour was going to have him in Nepal on your birthday. You slipped off your shoes and Harry jumped up. "Listen Y/N. I know you're mad and I deserved the silent treatment, but this is getting to be too much. A full week of us not talking?! That's insane. You're mad you won't be spending time with me, and yet you have the opportunity to do so and you elect not too. I don't understand your logic Y/N but I just don't think it's fair. I miss talking to you and spending time with you and I do not want to leave on such a sour note" he eventually slowed down to a stop, needing to take a breath. "Alright, so what do you want to do?" you asked, and Harry looked like he'd seen a ghost. "We're talking?" he asked, and you shrugged and nodded. "Oh thank you Y/N" he said, running over and giving you a kiss. "I love you" he whispered. "Love you too" you smirked.
Zayn:
Zayn had promised to quit smoking, but while you were going through your suitcases for an upcoming trip, making sure everything was packed, you found a pack of cigarettes. Zayn was out of the house, but you decided to not even speak to him until he fessed up to what he did. Eventually he came home, and went straight to the fridge for a bottle of water. "Hey Y/N!" he called, and you started ignoring him. You walked right by him and went to the bathroom. "Y/N?" he asked, and you ignored him, looking in the mirror and playing with your hair. He went to try the doorknob, but you had already locked it. "Y/N, are you okay?" he said, and you rolled your eyes and shook your head. "Shit" you heard him say as he raced towards the bedroom. You emerged and stood in the doorway as he looked at his suitcase. "Boo, I..." he started, but you felt the tears sting your eyes and you knew he could see them too. "I am so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I just thought that maybe I could have had one or two while we were away. Take them" he said, thrusting them towards you. You took them and put them in your pocket. "I understand why you're mad" he said, and you nodded. "I will make it up to you" he said, and you nodded again and turned to throw the cigarettes out.
