Harry:
I was pissed at Harry. It was the third time this week I saw an article of him kissing another girl. I normally trusted him but this time I decided to confront him. I heard the door slam. Shit, he wasn't in a fun mood. To bad, it's time. ''Hi'' he said shortly. ''Hi Harry.'' I said without any emotion in my voice. ''What is it?'' he sighed. ''Yeahh I wanted to ask you the same thing.'' I said to him. ''What the hell are you talking about?'' he snapped. I threw the magazine to him. ''The third time this week, Harry.'' I snapped back. His eyes went to the magazine and than to me. There was a shade of anger over his face. ''I DIDN'T DO IT.'' he yelled at me. ''Yeahh.. Like always, she kissed you, didn't she?'' I said sarcasticly. ''Yes she did.'' Harry said softer. ''Well, Harry, If I were you, I would have had a better argument.'' I said as I walked away from him. ''(Y/N) COME BACK.'' he screamed. I didn't listen to him. He pissed me off. He grabbed my wrist roughly. ''Let me go, Harry.'' I said calmly. ''No, believe me.'' he said. I turned around and began to scream at him. ''WHY THE HELL SHOULD I BELIEVE YOU? IT'S THE THIRD TIME THIS FUCKING WEEK HARRY. LEAVE ME THE FUCK-'' I felt my cheek tintle. ''What the hell..'' I looked at him. Without thinking I slapped him back. He looked at me shocked. ''WHAT THE HELL (Y/N)!'' he shouted grabbing his face. ''Yeah, I won't let you hit me Harry.'' I snapped at him and walked away. He came running towards me. ''Leave me alone.'' I said. ''I'm so sorry (y/n). I really didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't kiss her! I promise!'' I saw his eyes tearing up. A tear runned down his cheek. I pulled him in for a kiss. When I pulled away I said: ''Fine, I'll believe you. It's your last chance Styles.'' He smiled and kissed me again. He never hit me ever again. And he never cheated again.
Zayn:
I was at mine and Zayn's appartment. I wasn't happy because I just found a pack of cigarettes. He promised me had stopped. I believed him but not any more. He came in and looked at me and than at the pack of cigarettes. ''Do you mind to explain?'' I said calmly. ''Nope.'' he said. It made me pissed. I decided I would ignore him. He had gone upstairs and came downstairs after an hour. ''Babe what's for dinner?'' he asked. I didn't look up from my phone. ''Babe?'' he asked. I ignored him the whole time. He became angry and screamed: ''WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU (Y/N). FUCKING TALK TO ME.'' I still ignored him. He came over to me and just looked at me. I was still looking at my phone. He grabbed the phone out of my hands and threw it on the table. I looked up at him annoyed. His expresion became angrier (if even possible). ''Talk to me.'' he demanded. I didn't, I just looked at him. His hand flew up and came to my face. I looked at him with tears in my eyes. He looked at me and realised what he had done. ''Oh my god. I'm so sorry (y/n)!.'' he said wanting to hugg me. I walked away from him, to my bedroom. I locked the door and cried. I heard knocking and than Zayn: ''Boo open the door. Please. I won't hurt you. I promise.'' his voice broke. I stood up and opened the door to see Zayn sitting with a tear stained face. He pulled me in for a hug. ''I'm so sorry boo.'' he whisperd. ''I just want you to stop smoking.'' I whisperd back. ''I will and I will never hit you again. I promise.'' he said. I nodded. He kept his promises.
Niall:
I came home to see Niall sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. I walked over to him and said: ''Nialler, everything okay?'' ''No.'' he said. I looked at him and saw he was holding my phone, which I forgot this morning. ''Who is Jake?'' he asked. ''A friend of mine, why?'' I asked confused. ''He texted you: hey beautiful I love you. When will you dump your stupid boyfriend? Niall snapped. ''What the hell?'' I muttered. ''Yeahh what the hell.'' Niall said louder. ''It means nothing Niall. He is my ex and he thinks I have feelings for him.'' I said to him. Niall didn't believe me, I saw the pain, anger and disbelieve in his eyes. He just looked at me. ''You don't believe me.'' I whisperd with pain in my voice. ''No.'' he said. He walked over to me, threatning. ''Niall what are you doing? You're scaring me.'' I squeaked. He grabbed my arm roughly. ''Oww. Niall you're hurting me.'' I said quietly. Niall let go of my arm and I looked at it, there was already a bruise. Niall was so angry, he puched the wall right beside my head. ''NIALL CALM THE HELL DOWN.'' I screamed at him. He looked at me with dark eyes and then he hit me in the stomach. I collapsed on the floor. He walked out of the room, frustrated. I layed there crying my eyes out. After a few hours Niall came downstairs. He walked over to me and wanted to grab my hand. I pulled away and backed up. ''You're afraid of me?'' he asked with a hurt voice. I shook my head. He tried to grab my arm again. I pulled away again. ''You are.'' he said while a tear slipped over his cheek. Suddenly I hugged him. ''Don't ever do it again Niall.'' I whisperd. ''I won't. I promise. I'm so sorry baby. I love you so much.'' he whisperd back. ''I love you to.'' I said as I cuddled up to his chest. We stayed like that for the rest of the night.
Louis:
''Stupid fucking management.'' Louis shouted. ''Babe calm down.'' I said to him. Louis had asked the management if I could come on tour, but they said no. Louis was beyond angry. He turned around to me, only anger in his eyes. ''I HATE THEM.'' he screamed. He scared me. ''I know, baby. But I just can't come. You'll have to understand them to.'' I tried. He wouldn't listen. ''I WANT YOU TO COME WITH ME.''he yelled. ''Bab-'' My cheek tintled. ''Did you just-'' I cut myself off. Louis's face immediatly softened. ''Baby? I'm so sorry!'' he said while he tried to hugg me. I pushed him off. ''Stay away from me.'' I whisperd. I walked to the door and said: ''I don't even want to come now.'' He looked so hurt but I didn't care. He hit me. He promised me he would never do that. I walked upstairs and locked our bedroom door. I threw all of the photo's on the ground. I would regret it but I just didn't care. I grabbed a suitcase and began packing my stuff. The door flew open and there stood Louis. I ignored him and continued packing. ''What are you doing?'' he asked. I could hear the guilt in his voice. ''Packing, what the hell does it look like I'm doing.'' I snapped at him. He turned me around. ''Let me go.'' I whisperd. He looked at me. ''Baby please don't go. I love you with whole my heart. I just.. I hate them for not letting you come with me. I just.. I'm so fucking sorry.'' he cried. I felt guilt come over me. I looked at him and a tear rolled down my cheek. He whiped it away with his thumb. He slowly leaned forward and kissed my lips. I dropped what I was holding and folded my arms around his neck. ''Okay. I'll stay. But if you ever hit me again, I'm gone.'' I whisperd. ''I won't hit you ever again.'' He kissed me again and we had a movie night.
Liam:
Everybody thought Liam was such a sweet guy. Which he was, most of the time. When he was angry, he was really scary. Today was such a day. He was angry because he had a fight with the boys. He took it off at me. I sat on the couch when he came downstairs. He walked into the kitchen and I heard a glas falling. I rushed over and saw Liam standing in the middle of broken glas. ''Babe what happened?'' I asked. ''What the hell do you think happened.'' he snapped. He walked away and so I was left to clean it up. When I was done I walked to the living room and saw Liam laying on the couch. ''Babe, are you alright?'' I asked him. He looked at me with anger in his eyes. ''Does it look like I'm fucking alright?'' he snapped again. ''Well you don't have to take it out on me.'' I snapped back. He flew up and stood infront of me. He grabbed my arm and shove me up to the wall. ''I'll do what I want.'' he said. I looked at him with hate in my eyes. He let me go and I walked away from him. Later that night I layed in bed and he came laying next to me. ''Baby, do you hate me?'' he asked quietly. I didn't answer. ''(Y/N) I know you're awake. Please answer me.'' he whisperd. I turned around and looked him in the eyes. ''I don't hate you. I hate the version of you I saw this afternoon.'' I turned back and layed down. Liam sighed and pulled me closer. ''I'm so sorry baby. I don't want you to hate me.'' he sighed again. ''I don't hate you.'' I said softer this time. He kissed my forehead and I smiled. He pulled me closer and we fell asleep. He never hurt me again.
