One Direction Preferences

He gives you the silent treatment

Louis: I stare at Louis. Why is he doing this the world may never know. Ever some we for back from camping he hasn't spoken to me and that was a really awkward car ride. He didn't say a word or anything like that. He didn't even sing.

"Louis just tell me why you are not talking to me and then I will leave you alone." I say and he looks at me and rolls his eyes.

"Louis, babe please." I say and move over to the couch next to him and he looks at me and gets up and leaves the living room. I stand up and follow him into the kitchen where he is taking out a beet and poping the top. I stare at him, just looking at him with disapproval. He is drinking and not talking to me when we could be talking about this.

"Louis, please do not drink when I am standing right here and you can tell me what is going on and you do not have to drink." I say and he stares at me.

"I WILL DO WHATEVER I DAMN WELL PLEASE, YOU SEEM TO WITH HARRY!" he shouts and I look at him, not believing what he just said.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, I WENT TO HIS TENT TO GET A BLANKET BECAUSE YOU REFUSED TO SHARE AND IT STARTED TO RAIN SO I JUST DECIDED TO STAY THERE AND NOT GET WET AND SICK" I say to him and he looks at me and shakes his head.

"Do not lie on top about it. I do not understand why you are even still here. Go to Harry, I will even call him for you as you pack." he says and I look at him.

"Louis" I say and I feel something run down my cheek and I wipe it away. Do not cry you have to fight for the truth not show your weakness.

"Louis please just believe me, I thought you trusted me" I say and I let another tear fall he opens his mouth and gets ready to shout, I can tell, his vein in his neck is tight when he shouts. I plug my ears and sit down in corner, lcosing my eyes tightly.

"I am sorry, please stop yelling at me!" I shout before he can say anything and continue to shout at me. I hate hearing him yelling at me.

I open them and I see him standing there, looking at me, he gently places his beer on the counter before sitting down on the floor and sobbing. I unplug my ears and I hear it really well.

"Babe" I say and crawl over to him and hugged him.

"I am sorry. I know you hate it when i yell. I did not mean to" he says and cries harder and harder.

"Please stop crying." I say and he looks at me and nods, slowy steading his brething and crying.

Niall: He just shoke his head again and I nodded before smiling and watching the movie. He had to stay quiet for resting his voice for a the concerts coming up and he needed to sound his best since every critic watches the first show of every concert for every single artist and he needed to sound his best.

"Can we cuddle I am sick of sitting over here" I say and he shakes his head yes and opens his arm. I smile and stand up on my couch and jump onto his.

"OWWW, HOLY SHIT" I hear Niall shout and I look down and see I landed on his thigh, the one right above where he had his surgery.

"Niall, I am so so sorry" I say and he just shakes his head smiling a small smile before opening his arms again, staying quiet for the rest of the night and me not saying anything, feeling horrible.

" I am sorry" I say again and all Niall can do is shake his head yes.

"Sorry" I say again and he rolls his eyes, pulling out his phone and texting someone. I look away at the tv.

I feel my phone viberate against my back pocket. I pull it out.

It is fine babe, I am not mad and then pain was only a flash because of the way you landed on it and how close it was. There is no pain other than what was already there so please stop saying sorry. It is no big deal, Harry always hits this knee on accident, it only hurt cause I was not expecting you to miss the couch. I am sorry I shouted that and made it seem like you hurt me horribly.