One Direction Preferences... <3

You're A Secret Part 3

Liam: "But you're so much more than that (Y/N), you are the love of my life. I'm so scared of people hating on you, that it'll scare you away," he sniffs, "Thats why I've not gone public with it. I was scared you'd leave me like you are now, but because of the hate,". "Oh Liam Payne," you pull him close to you and let his arms envelope you, "Why couldn't you have said that before? I thought you didn't want to admit you were with me,". You pull apart, just enough so that you can look at eachother properly, eyes red and puffy but no longer crying. "You make me so happy (Y/N)," you both laugh at how ironic his confession sounds given your current states, "I want to scream to the world and let everyone know, I always have done,". You can't help but smile, because you can tell he's telling the truth. "But I was terrified that with all the attention it'd cause," he shakes his head, "That it'd be too much for you, that you'd leave me because of it. Guess I got it the wrong way round,". You laugh lightly, "I'm tougher than you give me credit for," you kiss his nose, "And i'd never leave you because of them,". He nods, then gestures to your bag which had dropped to the floor, "Are you still going?". "Not if you'll let me stay?" you whisper, and he picks you up and spins you around - take that as a yes then. "Time for a twitcam," he announces as he sets you back on your feet, moving away to go get his laptop. You stare after him incredulously, "What, now? Really Liam?". He just nods, "We have something important to tell the fans," he mumbles, concentrating on setting it all up. "No Liam, you don't have to," you feel instantly guilty, you didn't want to push him into anything. He smiles over at you though, "But I want to," he turns his attention back to the screen, "Hello everyone!" he waves, "I have something very special and important to tell you all. BUT, you've got to promise to be nice,". You bite back a chuckle at how adorable he is as he grabs your hand, pulling you into view of the webcam. "Everyone, this is (Y/N),". Harry: "Good, I'm glad it upset you," the sincerity in your voice clearly shocks him as his eyes widen. "Do you think it's easy for me to hear all these rumours about who you're 'seeing'? Never quite knowing whether there could be an ounce of truth in them? Do you think just supposedly knowing you do none of it willingly makes it hurt any less when I saw you with those girls tonight?" you have tears in your eyes, "I love you Harry, but I can't do this anymore. It hurts way too much,". You look over at him and notice the silent tears falling down his cheeks as he whispers. "You can't do what anymore? The parties? The pretending? Us?" his voice cracks, and it breaks your heart that bit more. "Us," you whisper, "All of it,". The two of you look at eachother for a long while before Harry speaks again, "I don't want it to be over," his tone sounds confused, as if he's still trying to grasp what's happening. "And you think I do?" you sob, holding onto his shirt, "I love you so much Harry, but I can't live like this anymore. I don't want to be a secret, it hurts way too much,". He wraps his arms tightly around your shaking form, and kisses your hair. "Then don't be a secret," he whispers, so quietly you thought you might have imagined it, and you look up at him stunned. "I love you (Y/N) and i'm not going to let you go," he closes his eyes, "You don't understand, I can't let you go... I think it'd kill me," he looks down at you and strokes away the tears on your cheeks. "But what about your bosses?" you start, and he laughs dryly, "There'll be pissed, but they know it's been a long time coming. You have no idea how many times i've argues with them over you," he smiles warmly down at you. "Is this really happening?" you ask, in a daze, "We're really going to tell everyone? Be a normal couple?". "You bet we are," he pushes a strand of hair away from your face, "Mind, you best be ready for the inevitable storm that comes along with dating a hunky popstar," he jokes, but you know he's being partly serious too. "I know. But I can deal with it all if at the end of the day I have you to go home to," you lean on his chest, all of a sudden feeling exhausted,". "I'm sorry for all this, not being able to be a normal boyfriend," he mumbles as you shut your eyes. You shake your head slightly, "That's because you're an even better ne... When you're not dancing with other girls that is," you both laugh lightly. Louis: "I can do it myself," you look over at him sternly, "If I have to walk a mile just to get here - a place thats meant to be my own home - I can certainly get myself to the bathroom,". The warm water from the shower helps rinse off all the bad emotions that had been channeling through your body the past hour. You'd been super harsh with Louis when he'd only tried to help, and now you felt really guilty. You decided you'd make it up to him - you'd make pancakes for tea - as you step out from under the water. But you step funny on your bad ankle and fall, head hitting the cold tile floor, and then there is blackness. You open your eyes to find Louis looking down at you, crying his eyes out - you couldn't have been out much more than a minute or two, but as you sat up, the world span. Louis helps you, dries you off and helps you into your favourite stripey pyjamas in silence, the only noise his occasional sniffs. Just as you go to pull back the bed covers, Louis pulls you towards him in a gentle hug, whispering in your ear, "Come on, i'm taking you to the hosptial,". You pull back and look at him wide-eyed, "I'm so sorry I was so nasty with you earlier, you just wanted to help and I was a cow. But you can't take me, all the paps outside -". He cuts you off by pressing a finger to your lips, "I don't care. You were right, I was stupid. This," he gestures towards your foot and the bump on your forehead, "is all my fault, it would never have happened if i'd just driven you. Besides," he helps you to walk out of the apartment and into the lift, "All I care about right now is making sure you're ok. That you haven't broken your ankle or got concussion or something,". They're there in the lobby, the paparazzi, and the second the two of you are in sight you're surrounded by yelling and flashing. It makes you feel dizzy and disorientated. "Hey!" Louis yells above all the noise, "Can you all shut the hell up and move out of the way. My girlfriend is hurt and I need to get her to the hospital. Thank you!". To your complete and utter surprise, they listen, the only sound the feverish clicking of their cameras. As you reach the door, one of them yells, "What's ya girlfriends name then eh?". You watch as Louis looks from you, then to them, smiling, "(Y/N), he name's (Y/N),". Zayn: "And I think I deserve more than that, I shouldn't settle as someone whose kept a secret. And you, you deserve to be with someone who you're not ashamed of. Your Zayn Malik after all," you try to laugh, but you just end up crying. "Hey, shh. It's ok, shh," Zayn comforts you, holding you tight to him. When you eventually calm down, he tilts your head up by your chin, his eyes filled with hurt, "How could you ever think i'm ashamed of you?". "Well I just assumed," you look down, not meeting his gaze, "I mean, you never wanted to go out, and, I just, you know, thought it was because you were embarassed of me or something,". He holds your face close to his, "You couldn't be more wrong," he smiles warmly, "You are the best part of my life, literally my better half. I can't believe I let you feel like this," he trails off. You shrug, "It's fine," and he shakes his head, "No, no. It's not fine at all. I love you (Y/N), and if you give me another chance, i'll change everything. It'll all be better, I promise,". You nod, leaning up for a kiss, "I love you Zayn Malik,". e grins, shaking his head, "I don't deserve you,". He takes your hand and swings them between you as he leads you both out of the park, "So how's about we go back up to the flat and get changed? Then i'll take you out for a meal and a film?". "You don't have to...". He only laughs, "I have a years worth of dates to catch up with! No time to start like the present,". "What if someone see's us together?" you ask tentatively. "Well," he smiles at you, and leans down to kiss your cheek, "Who cares?". Niall: "Why is it too late?". "Cousins," you repeat, "The most reliable sources of 1D news - you and management - have told the world that we are cousins. Family. We can never tell the truth about us now, we can't get married, we can't grow old together," you smile sadly, "We're cousins,". You watch his face as the realisation hits him, and you choose this moment to turn back round, picking your clothes off the floor to put back in your suitcase. This time though, Niall doesn't try to stop you. "SHIT!" he yells before running out of the room, out of the apartment. An hour had passed since Niall had ran out, and still you sat on the settee, suitcase by your feet. You couldn't bring yourself to leave without saying goodbye. Just then the door bursts open, and Niall's body freezes as his eyes fall on you. Then a huge smile spreads across his face, "You're still here?". You stand up and shrug, "I had to say bye didn't I?". All air escapes you as Niall collides into you, picking you up and spinning you around til you're dizzy. "You never ever ever ever have to say goodbye. I won't let you," he laughs, placing you back down on your feet. You stare at him blankly - what did he mean? "I stopped it," he explains, "I got there just in time too. They were just about to release the statement about us being cousins but I stopped it," he does a little victory dance. You watch him, amused, "Really?". "Yes! And, I changed it. now everyone knows we're together!". He hands you his phone which displayed the announcement on the official One Direction website. "We can confirm that Niall and (Y/N) have been together for over a year and are very happy. They ask that you respect their privacy..." you read aloud before screaming, leaping back into your boyfriends arms with a chorus of "I love you I love you I love you I love you!".