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He calls you his ex girlfriends name

Harry: You were home cleaning and cooking just waiting for Harry to come home from his four month tour when you hear the door open and you rush into his arms and he spins you around laughing and kissing you. You both eat a good dinner and have a chance to catch up, banter, and just enjoy each others company. After a while he went to go take a shower and you sat on the couch reading your newest book. As he returned you put the book down, but he stayed at the top of the stairs and mumbled "I think I'm heading off to bed....I'm knackered." You nodded before saying "Maybe I'll head up too." You both went up stairs and entered the bedroom and got right into bed and you cuddle into him before he said "God Taylor why are you being so clingy?! I just got back I know, but no need to suffocate me." You quickly bit your lip an slowly removed your arms as he rolled over to face the opposite side and you did the same. Pulling the duvet as close as you could trying to muffle your tears and cries, because damn that hurt. Were you really that clingy? Are you turning into Taylor; a super star no one respects any more? Should you give him more space? These were just some of the thoughts swimming through your head, that night you both stayed like that, facing opposite sides and not touching at all. The next morning, you got up right out of bed, unlike usual were you'd both lie in bed until the other woke up and cuddle and kiss the morning away. Now you got right into the shower, did all your lady business and getting ready, had breakfast, and was out the door before he even woke up. If space was what he wanted, space was what you'd give him. That evening you got home at 9 pm-ish, and was greeted by a very angry looking Harry. "(Y/n) where were you I called and texted you about a million times." You shrugged off your coat and slipped off your shoes, before replying "I was out, visited some friends, went for a walk, and got some work done." You said a you got the items ready to make dinner. "Why didn't you answer your phone? Or leave me a message to tell me that?" He questioned "It was off and you said you wanted space." You answered back your heart dropping and eyes starting to burn, last nights words still fresh in your mind. "Oh kitten, I didn't mean it like that, why are you crying?" He questioned trying to come to wipe the tears away, but you moved back and watched the hurt expression unfold on his face. "Y-you called me Taylor..... I know it's stupid to be crying over and I'm sorry." You mumbled out, but he just pulled you in for a hug, before saying "Kitten no I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking and was just over tired and your nothing like Taylor. Your better. And your not clingy at all and you don't now how much I missed you today." "I missed you too Harry." "Well then why don't we skip dinner and go right to desert?" Before you could even object, he had you over his shoulder and up the stairs towards the bedroom.

Liam: "Look Danielle I don't get why your so worried about your weight, I've told you a million times your body's perfect." You stared at him shocked for a number of reason; the biggest one being that, you weren't Danielle. You had been sitting on the couch watching the tele with him, when you brought up for the first time since you two started dating about maybe starting to go to the gym. You never had an issue with your body, so Liam didn't really need to complement it, but lately you felt so unhealthy that you'd ask for Liam's opinion. You just sat there, your eyes wide and starting to burn from the on coming tears, mouth open trying to think of anything to say, and shaky hands that tried to rub away tears before they fell. After you didn't reply he turns to you and sees your state. "Sweetheart, is something wrong." He asked quietly cocking an eyebrow at you. "Li-Liam I'm-I'm not Danielle." You trailed off looking in his eyes, tears now freely falling. His eyes went wide and you could see him trying to process what he just told you, when it clicked he has a mortified expression on his face and quickly grabs you into a hug. "I'm so sorry (y/n), I'm so sorry, I guess I was used to saying it so many times with her that....ugh I don't know, I'm so sorry and no your so perfect, stunning, and beautiful and a hell of a lot better than Danielle. God I'm so sorry." He mumbled and again and again into your ear while wiping away tears. "Liam?" "Yes sweetheart?" "That's probably the worst run on sentence I have ever heard." You answered before letting out a few giggles, he just rolled his eyes and kissed all over your face before his lips landed on yours.

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