BSM: He likes your sibling/twin better (Requested)

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~After the plane ride. In the hotel~

"Harry" Your sister scream, running full speed into his open arms. Your eyes roll when he spins her around, placing a kiss on her cheek. He puts her down and introduces her to the rest of the band, and they pull her into hugs. "Oh and that's my other sister. [y/n]" He says bordly, lazily pointing to where you were standing. "Don't touch me" You warn when they come to you with open arms. "Watch how you talk to them [y/n]" He warns, giving you a glare "And what if I don't? What are you going to do about it?" You test, smirking at his pissed off face "Why are you so difficult" "Why are you such a prick" "Better than being a spoiled brat who doesn't know where she isn't wanted" He smirks and your sister giggles. "Well I would rather be a spoiled brat than a jackass who has his head shoved up his ass" You snarl. "The fuck did you say" He says darkly "I don't repeat myself" You smirk. "Why are you here?" He asks "Nobody wanted or asked you to be here. Your just a third wheel. I originally asked mom to let only [y/s/n] come, but she forced me to bring you. I don't like you [y/n], hell I don't love you. I wish you would go away" He rants. It's deathly silent as you push the burning tears back. "Fine. I'll leave. You don't have to worry about me ever again" You promise turning and walk out with your head held high, determined to make good on your promise.

Zayn: You and your brother hated each other, plain and simple. He makes it clear that he favors your sister. He always takes her out shopping, dinner, movies, and concerts. Leaving you at home alone. Your parents tried to everything to get you both to talk or make up, but nothing worked. Every plan ended in him punching a wall and you in tears. They finally stopped when you threw your shoe at his head, deciding you will both work it out when your ready. Your sitting on the couch watching your favorite TV show when Zayn and your sister walk in, laughing about some random shit which you don't care about. "Can you guys shut the fuck up" You say politely, giving them an chilly smile. "Why don't you go upstairs then" Zayn replies just as chilly, glaring daggers at you. "How about no. I was here first. You go upstairs" You say, turning your attention back to the TV screen. "Stop being so immature [y/n]" Zayn sighs, catching your attention again. "Me?!" You say disbelieving. "Says the asshole who takes my sister out all the time and leaves me at home. Says the guy who makes snide comments all the time, or who insults me constantly. Go fuck yourself Zayn" You yell, hopping off the couch, begging to storm to your room. "This is why I don't love you" He shouts out after you. "That's fabulous Zayn, because I don't love you either. I hope both of you rot in hell" You yell back, slamming your bedroom door.

Liam: You knew they never meant to make you feel unwanted, you're older brother and sister. They just connected better. They both liked the same things, sports, books, movies, everything. You never said anything as you watched them go out for movies, or basketball games, just wishing they would invite you also. Your parents reassured you that he loves you also, though you are finding it extremely hard to believe. You begin to slowly start to resent your brother and sister. When they ask you something you reply with short answers or flat out ignore them, just giving a blank look then walking away. After a while they both went to your parents, confused as to why you were acting that way. When your parents told them why you were being rude they were overcome with guilt, never knowing you felt that way. They went you, intent on apologizing. Only to get shot down with your snide comments, telling them to "Take your apology and shove it up both of your asses". After that they tried their hardest to include you in their activities, only to get the cold shoulder every time. They went back to your parents, not knowing what to do. They called a family meeting, finally forcing you to have a slightly civil conversation with each other. It didn't last long though. You instantly shooting down their apologizes, giving them mean looks, and cutting them off at every explanation. It finally ended with you blowing up, screaming at both of them with an "I don't love either of you. I hate you"

Louis: You were the complete opposite of your sister. She was loud, you were quiet, she was outgoing, you were shy, she was popular, you were less popular; sticking to your main group of friends. She was just like your brother, and that's why they get along along so well. You knew he favors her, and even though you pretend not to care you do. You finally after much time confronted him, shyly slinking to where he is lounging on the couch, watching a stupid soccer game. "Um, can I talk to you?" You ask him. He gives a loud sigh like your bothering him but nods, muting the tv and swiveling towards you. "Hurry up, I want to watch this" He says grouchily. "Well...Do you love me?" You start bluntly. "Yes. Are we through" He say hurriedly, rolling his eyes. "No honestly Louis. Do you love me?" You ask again "I said ye-" "Don't fucking lie" You accuse, narrowing your eyes at him "I know you don't so don't even try to say you do. I know you love [y/s/n] more. So why not admit it" You say lowly. A smirk slowly spreads across his face. "Your right. I do love [y/s/n] more. Your boring [y/n], you don't do anything. Your a bore to have around. I wish you were never born. I would rather have [y/s/n], as my only sister" He sneers, laughing at your shocked face. "Your dismissed" He says, waving you off as he turns the TV volume back up.

~I got tired with the last three. Sorry there short~

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