One Direction Preferences.

77-Hate To Love

Preference #77: Hate To Love.

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Harry:

"Why do you always do that?" He asked, taking a bite of his food. "Do what?" you asked, confused. "That!" he rolled his eyes, then pointed to your fingers, "I hate that and it's annoying! You need to stop!" you would always tap your fingers to the beat of a song that was playing in your head. Sometimes, you would do it without even noticing. You got quiet and stopped tapping your fingers. Your eyes shifted away from his gaze and to your food. You tried to stop, but you did it again. "Oh my god, (Y/N), stop!" Harry said again, louder and dropping his fork. "What am I doing?" you stared right at him, still unknowingly tapping your fingers. "Stop tapping your fingers! I said that it was annoying and that you should stop, so you should listen and stop!" his voice got a bit louder, and you flinched. "I didn't know that I was doing it! I'm sorry, Harry!" you really didn't know what was going on. You didn't think you were tapping your fingers, but you always were. "Yes you did, (Y/N)..." He rolled his eyes and went back to his food. You held your fist and got up from your seat. "I'll be back," you whispered. Harry noticed that you had your fists clenched together as you walked out of the room. Your fingers would always trace patterns on your skin, but they didn't this time. He secretly loved watching you move your fingers all around, but when he saw how tight your fists were, he felt so bad about going off. Harry stood up and met you in your room, "I'm sorry... When I saw you leave, I saw your fists a-and I don't like that. I love to see your fingers move and tap; I was just annoyed. I'm sorry," he sat next to you on your bed and opened your fists. He saw the indentations of your nails and sighed. He took your hand into his and kissed it, "I love it, I love you, and I'm sorry..."

Louis:

"Don't be such a prick, Louis, she was just trying to help!" you said, after the fan had left. Someone had accidentally bumped into Louis and got water all over his shirt. She tried to help him clean up, but Louis wasn't too happy about that. "She got water all over my shirt, (Y/N)!" Louis tried to defend himself. "I'm going to pour water on you again unless you don't go back to her and apologize!" you screamed at him. Even though you both were in public, you made a scene so Louis would go apologize. "No! This was her fault! she doesn't deserve an apology!" he screamed back, messing with the damp, see-through shirt. "You're being so selfish right now! She didn't see you, and it was an accident!" Before Louis could reply, you went to the corner where they were selling food and drinks. You got a water and went back to Louis. You opened the cap and poured the bottle over his head. "Go apologize!" you screamed. He huffed and ran in the other direction to catch up with her. He apologized for being so rude to the poor girl, and he had explained why he was so wet again. He followed her on twitter and got a picture with her. Louis walked back over to you and grinned, "She was nice... and you're right, I'm sorry for acting that way..." Louis had even apologized to you! "I love you and you always make sure to put me back into check," he whispered into your ear and kissed you.

Liam:

Whenever you hung out with the boys, Liam would barely even make a gesture. You tried to talk to him, but he would always answer with short 'okay' and 'whatever's'. "Liam, could I talk to you for a minute?" You asked. The boys shared a glance, and Liam's eyes widened. "O-okay," he answered, standing up. You walked over to the kitchen and shut the door when he was in. You leaned on the island counter and sighed, "Why won't you actually answer me when I talk to you?" you asked, you tried to be quiet, but you just couldn't. He didn't answer. "So you don't like me then?" you quickly snapped. His eyes went from his hands to your eyes. "N-no... I-," he started, but quickly finished. "I... I what? You don't like me? is that why you don't talk to me 'cause I'm really starting to hate it!" you said, standing up from the counter. Again, he didn't answer. "Alrighty then..." you sighed and ran a hand through your hair. You went towards the door until Liam started to talk. "I hate that you make me feel this way. I hate that whenever you talk to me, I go speechless. I hate that I always get butterflies around you. Guys aren't supposed to feel this way, (Y/N). I didn't know that they could! I hate how you treat me, but I love it. I love how you make me feel so much! I hate it but I love it, (Y/N). I don't know what to do or to say when I'm around you because I always feel like I'm going to mess it up. But you're always on my mi-" you quickly shut Liam up with a kiss. His hands went to your waist when you pulled back, "I love how you make me feel too..."

Zayn:

You were at the Harry's house because you promised to help him organize his closet--which took hours. He texted Zayn, asking him to come over, not 'knowing' that you and Zayn didn't necessarily like each other. You and Harry sang songs at the top of your lungs with the radio playing behind you. "Can we go back, this is the moment. Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over, so we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us. Like the ceiling can't hold us!" The music blasted through the room and bit your voices powered over it. You heard footsteps coming up the stairs. "Ah, Zayn must be here," Harry said, turning off the music. Your eyes went wide, "You do know he doesn't like me, right?" You whispered, making sure Zayn couldn't hear through the door. Zayn opened the door, "Please know that you both sounded horrible and that people next door have a life. They don't need to hear that..." Zayn laughed to Harry. He didn't even look at you. You scoffed and went back to the cleaning his closet. Harry soon ran out of the room and locked it from the outside. "I'm not going back in there until you guys be nice to each other!" Harry laughed through the door. "Why don't you like me?" you quickly snapped when you heard Harry's footsteps depart. "Because you're annoying, and if you didn't hear earlier, you're horrible," he quickly stated. "Well I wast trying to please anyone with that earlier! If you didn't hear, Harry sounded like that too!" you quickly defended. Zayn turned away, as did you. Not even a second went by until you were already in Zayn's arms and kissing him.

Niall:

"When you pee, Niall, put the seat back down! It's annoying" you huffed, walking out of the bathroom. Niall just laughed when you sat back down on the bed, "I'll try to remember that, (Y/N)." You rolled your eyes, "Along with that, remember to put the lid back on the toothpaste and close the cabinets when you're done," you added to the list. Niall laughed again, "Since when have I not put the lid back on the toothpaste? I always do that, that's your fault," he rolled his eyes and sat up from the bed. "Excuse me? It's not my fault because I don't do it, you do!" you snapped back. "No need to get so upset, (Y/N)... I'll try to remember." You could hear the slightest hint of sarcasm in his voice just by saying that. "I'm not upset, I'm annoyed. At you," you said. Niall looked over and saw that you were on your phone. "Well it's annoying when we're having a conversation and you're not paying attention," he said, gesturing to the phone. "It was my mom, and you do it all the time so don't even start, Niall." You shot him a glare then rolled your eyes looking back at your texts. "Whatever..." he mumbled. Niall laid back under the covers and pulled the covers over his head to block the light from your phone. He looked back to see that you had gotten a text from someone that you didn't know. Niall grabbed the phone and put it on the nightstand next to him, "Come'on. Let's have a real conversation with no creepy people texting you..." He laughed, pulling the covers over you. "Well, I'm sorry for going off on you earlier... it may be annoying, but I love it though. It's wouldn't be home without it." You laughed.

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QOTD: do you have something that you hate so badly, but love?

Freaking Oreos. I hate then because I love to eat them, and they'll make me fat.

Nooooo regrets whatsoever.

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