One Direction Preferences

Another member starts liking you

Liam: "I'm so excited for (Y/N) to get here, I haven't seen her in ages," Liam smiles happily, straightening up the apartment. Niall looks up from the television and the color drains from his face. "Aw! I can't wait to see her, you two are too cute together," Zayn muses, typing away on his phone. "I think I have to go, actually,' Niall blurts out suddenly, jumping off the couch. "What? Why?" Liam asks, slightly insulted. Him and the other boys know very well Niall had no other plans. "I just, I have somewhere to be..." Niall mumbles vaguely, walking towards the door. "Niall-" Harry starts. All of a sudden the doorbell rings and Liam lets you inside, greeting you with a kiss and picking you up in his arms. Niall winces and looks away. He wants to to be the one kissing you. But you're his best friend's girlfriend. He doesn't want to hurt Liam. He figures the only way to get past these feelings is to keep burying them and avoiding you as much as possible. "Harry! Zayn! Lou!" you exclaim, waving to each of the boys. "Niall!" you exclaim, wrapping him in a hug, seeing as he's the nearest one. Niall stiffens under your grip and quickly pulls away. "Hey (Y/N), I was just, uh, leaving..." he mumbles, running his hand through his blonde hair and heading to the doorway. Liam quickly blocks the door and crosses his arms. "Niall, what's up with you? You've been acting so strange lately--especially whenever I mention (Y/N)," he says softly, genuinely concerned for his friend. "Liam, I'm fine," Niall lies, but Liam sees right through it. "Hey, are you okay?" you turn around, noticing the hushed conversation and raise an eyebrow with concern. "He says he is, but he's clearly not," Liam sighs, shaking his head. "Please tell me what's wrong, I'm your BEST FRIEND, Niall." "That's the problem," Niall replies softly. "I've had a massive crush on (Y/N) lately and I want these feelings to go away, but they're not and I don't want to have a crush on my best friend's girlfriend especially because you two are perfect together and I'm trying to bury these feelings but...." Niall lets out a frustrated squeak and shakes his head. "I'm so sorry, Liam," he breathes. Liam doesn't know what to say for a moment, and neither do you. Liam's glad Niall told him and that he hasn't made a move on you, but he's also upset that his best friend has eyes for his girl. "It's okay, Niall," Liam says finally, wrapping the blonde in a hug. "Just promise you won't make any moves." Niall nods, swearing he won't. He hopes he can lose his feelings for you, but looking into Liam's honest and genuine eyes he knows he'd never want to hurt his best friend. So he'll do his very best to bury all feelings he has for you.

Zayn: "I need to talk to you, Zayn," Louis leans on the door frame of the younger boy's room and sighs. His usual smiling expression is replaced with a frown and his blue eyes are edged with worry. "Okay, come on in," Zayn replies, patting a space next to him on his bed. "What's wrong with you, bro? You look...not yourself." Louis reluctantly makes his way to the edge of Zayn's bed, but doesn't sit down. "Promise me you won't get mad?" Louis begins, looking down at his bare feet. "Lou, what's going on?" Louis shakes his head and stares Zayn right in the eye. "Promise you won't be mad and you won't like, punch me or anything," Louis repeats, completely serious. "Lou--" "Zayn, promise me," Louis cuts him off. "Fine. I promise. Now what the hell's going on with you?" Zayn sighs, looking genuinely concerned. "I've been really...distraught lately," Louis begins, not meeting Zayn's gaze. "Ever since last weekend at the beach, when all of us and...(Y/N) and Danielle were there, I've been really frustrated and angry at myself." Zayn listens closely, hanging on to each word. What is he talking about? "Lou, you're not, like...talking about self-harm or anything, are you?" Zayn says softly, looking at Louis' wrists for any evidence. "No! No, I'm not doing that, I'd never, what I'm trying to say..." the blue-eyed boy breathes deeply and shuts his eyes, bracing himself for Zayn's reaction. "I've been crushing on (Y/N) so bad." Silence. "My (Y/N)?" Zayn asks gently, looking at Louis with a slightly hurt expression. Louis' taken aback by the boy's reaction--he'd expected an angry one, maybe even a punch in the face. "Yeah," Louis sighs, sitting down next to Zayn and shaking his head. "I'm obviously not going to do anything about it--she's yours. I'd never do that to a friend, you know? I just wanted to tell you, because I feel awful hiding things..." the elder boy explains. Zayn just stares at a loose string on his sleeve and nods. "Okay," he says simply, void of emotion. "Okay?" Louis asks suspiciously. "Look, I'm glad you told me, but I don't know what you want me to say," the hazel-eyed boy replies. "I'm obviously not happy about it, but I can't change the way you feel. I'll just have to hope you don't act on your feelings." Louis nods and meets the other boy's gaze. "I won't." Zayn nods. "Good."