One Direction Preferences.

26-He Cheats On You. -Part Two.

Preference #26: He Cheats On You. -Part Two.

Harry:

(Still goes for last time... no hate to Taylor at all.) Harry finally came out of your room and saw that you weren't anywhere downstairs. He went back upstairs and checked in all the rooms until he came across the guest room. You were fast asleep facing away from the door. Harry stepped over to his side of the bed and gently shook you awake, "Why aren't you in our room asleep?" Harry asked. "Ask Taylor... Maybe it's because you two have been spending a lot of time together," You said still half asleep. "You actually think that me and her are going out? I don't want a song written about me," Harry chuckled. "You sure? You just spent like three whole hours talking to her over skype. I didn't want to fal asleep to that, Harry," you said. "But still... What makes you think that we're dating?" Harry laughed. "Have you seen all the media? All the pictures? The songs? Even GloZell is talking about it on Youtube. I mean seriously, you've been talking about her and talking to her for a while now... It's kinda my last resort to think that," You explained. "So you think I've been dating her?" Harry still laughs. "Shut-up. Don't question my motives. You haven't talked to me, so this is what I think. The pieces fit the puzzle unless you give me more to work with," You said with a snazzy accent. You weren't going to let this drama ruin you two. "I hope you know I'm not dating her. We've just agreed to promote by making this 'Haylor' up. It isn't true, (Y/N)" Harry said. "The things that I don't get is that you didn't tell me that, and also, why you need promoting. You're already the biggest boyband today," You laughed. "I know. It's stupid... But please, promise me that this 'Haylor' thing won't affect us." Harry said. He stook out his pinky finger and you grabbed it with yours, "Pinky promise," You said.

Louis:

(Eleanor is amazing. Same rules apply, no hate.) A month has passed and you decided to go and confrot Louis about what happened. Sites all over have spotted Louis at clubs and getting drunk a far bit too much. You knew that this was all about you leaving. When you two started dating, you didn't like him drinking... So, he was 119 days sober just for you. He ruined it by drinking. The boys thought it was a stupid decision for Louis to make, but he insisited that the boys should try it too. When you came over to Louis's house, you opened the door and locked it behind you. You walked in and saw the big mess Louis had made in a small time. You went upstairs, and you saw broken, empty alcohol bottles, and the wiskey stained the carpet. You went into the room you too shared, and you've never seen such a sadder sight. His ear phones were hanging off his ear, and he was pacing the room with sweat on his forehead. His eyes and face were red and bloodshot. He smelled of alcohol, which you always hated. He looked at you so confused. It was almost like all the life had been sucked out of him. He fell to the floor crying. "I'm sorry!" He screamed once. You took the liquor out of his hand, and into the trash.You took his earphones out of this ears and threw them on the floor. You picked him up and put him on the bed. You sat behind him, and wrapped your arms around his chest. His back was placed gently to your front, "I don't like Eleanor... I love you." Louis whispered. He soon fell asleep in your lap, while you rubbed his hair. I guess he proved that he can't live without you... You just didn't know why he made such a big deal about it.

Liam:

(Noooo hate to Danielleeeeeeee. Haha, mmmmhkay? :D) Niall took you home later that night, and Liam was still nowhere to be found. You thought that he would chase after you, but he didn't. The next day, Niall came home from work and you were just sitting on the guest bed doing nothing. You sat criss-cross applesauce with nothing to do. You stared into blank space and sat there. Niall came in, but you didn't move. "(Y/N), Liam told us everything... He'll be here in a couple of minutes," Niall said. You still didn't move. "(Y/N)? Come'on... At least talk to me." Niall said. "I don't want to see him," You huffed. "You can't run away from him. It's not going to make it any better if you do." Niall said. "Why not? Maybe I do want to leave the situation unsaid... He's not going to get his way out of this..." You said. "He told us everything. He said that Danielle came to him and asked him for advi-," Niall started. You cut him off by saying, "When danielle shows up at my house, half-naked him my bed, tangled with Liam watching a show, is I don't think a proper way of asking for advice!" you tried to keep your voice low. You knew that you shouldn't yell at Niall because this isn't really his fault. All of the sudden, the doorbell ringed. Niall stepped out of the room and came back with Liam behind him. Niall left and Liam shut the door behind him. "So... I can't really guess how made you're at me..." Liam whispered. "I'm not mad Liam, I'm furious," you snapped. "Can I explain?" Liam asked. "Yeah sure, 'Advice," you laughed sarcasticly. "Can we at least try again?" Liam asked. "But how can I know that it won't happen again?" You asked. "Because... I wasn't cheating on you. That was a one time thing. It was something we used to do. I wouldn't ever do it again! And plus, she's moving!" Liam defended himself. "I'll think about it." You said.