One Direction Preferences

Preference #35: Song Preference~Nothing by The Script

I'm swearing if I go there now

I can change her mind and turn it all around

Harry (Part 1): "(Y/N)!!!!!" I shouted through the streets. I just left the bar that Niall took me to, trying to find (Y/N). I saw her in the bar, I knew she was there. Niall said she wasn't there, but I knew she was. When she walked out the door, I had no choice but to follow her. It had only been a week since we split up, and it was complete hell. I missed her with all my being. Once I saw (Y/N) standing there I knew I had to chase after her, and tell her I was sorry. I was sorry for the fighting and the yelling that made her leave. "(Y/N)!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!" I screamed, stumbling into some persons car. At this point, tears were streaming down my face in loud obnoxious sobs. I needed her. Without her I was nothing. Harry Styles was nothing. "Mate, c'mon, get up, dude you're more drunk than I am, and I'm Irish!" I heard Niall say, trying to help me up, but I refused to. Maybe if I stayed here, she would find me. She's the only one that would try and find me. She was always so kind like that. Even after fights she always cared about me. Maybe she would find me. "No, I-I need to find (Y/N)!" I yelled at him and Niall backed up, then let out a sigh. "Harry...she's not coming back." He told me, and more tears ran down my cheeks. "No...no I can change her mind, I-I know it!" I cried getting up to the best of my ability and continues to walk down the street, shouting (Y/N)'s name.

And I know that I'm drunk but I’ll say the words

And she'll listen this time even though they’re slurred

So I, dialed her number and confessed to her

I'm still in love but all I heard

Was nothing (nothing, nothing)

Louis (Part 1): Sitting at the bar, I scrolled through the many names in my phone. At first I struggled, but I eventually found her name in my contacts. This was it. After two weeks of not even seeing her face, I was going to call (Y/N), and tell her that everything was my fault. Even though it wasn't, it didn't matter who was right, and who was wrong. What mattered was the fact that I was dying without her. I needed (Y/N) in my life almost as much as I needed the boys. She was my other half, and without her I was just...nothing. Finally, I tapped the call button and I put the phone up to my ear. I had a few drinks, but I could still talk and think straight...right? "Hello?" Her sweet voice answered. "(Y/N! (Y/N), hiiiiiii, uhhhhhhhh, I-I just wanted toooo...uhhh..." I tried to say but I couldn't find the words to say."Louis? Louis, where are you?" (Y/N) asked. "A-at a bar, down onnnnnn, uhhhhhhhh...look, (Y/N), I-I made a horrible mistake, and-" I started to slur, but she cut me off "Dear god Lou, I am coming to pick you up right now because one, I can't understand a word you're saying.Two, you are drunk as hell, and I need to pick you up." She said, hanging up the phone angrily. I took the phone away from my ear and stared at the picture of us that I set as her icon. We were so happy...I thought as a single tear ran down my cheek.

So I stumble there, along the railings and the fences

I know if we're face to face then she'll come to her senses

Every drunk step I take leads me to her door

If she sees how much I'm hurting, she'll take me back for sure

Liam (Part 1): I kept looking at each and every house number, looking for hers. 207, 209, 211... I thought, then I looked across the street, my vision blurred by tears and the many drinks I had with the lads down at the bar, and there it was. House 214, (Y/N)'s house. Why was this so hard? What was so special about (Y/N) that made me feel like I was going crazy? Maybe it was the way her hair fell upon her shoulders perfectly, or the way her smile made me smile too. Now I was in her neighborhood, looking for her house to try and make up. The fight we had was stupid, and I needed her back, and I needed her now. Slowly, I made my way to her door, every drunk step taking me closer to her. Then, the door opened, and (Y/N) was staring right at me. "Liam...what are you doing here?" She asked in shock. "(Y/N) I...I-I need you...you're my everything and...I miss you..." I told her, and she just stared at me in shock. "Liam..." Is all she could say. "Please...please (Y/N), say something." I begged, but she just shook her head, saying nothing.