You fight...
Harry: You wanted him to cut his hair. Only because it was starting to be as long as yours was and it wasn't good. It didn't look right on him. You liked his hair sort of long but not almost half a foot long!
"Harry your hair needs cut"
"No it doesn't why do you keep pressuring me to get it cut"
"Because you're starting to look like a girl"
"Oh so now I'm feminine"
"I didn't saythat"
"But you implied it"
"No I didn't. All is aid was you're hair is getting too long just trim it,"
"Why I don't I just shave it all off would that make you happy"
"That not what I said!" I shout at him
"It's what you implied!" He screams back at you.
"No I just want you to have a nice hair cut you haven't cut it since you were seventeen. You need o do something with it"
"I like my hair"
"Well can't you just trim it down a bit" You walk over to him putting your arms around his neck, kissing the exposed skin that his shirt isn't covering. "For me"
"I don't know"
"There's a reward in it, if you do" You kiss his lips once before looking in his eyes.
"I guess a small trim won't hurt"
Liam: Over him coming home drunk all the time. Every time he came home e was wasted, you are worried about his health. You understand that his kidney is working and everything is okay again but what if it decides to stop again.
"Liam why don't we just stay in tonight" you almost beg him when Niall and Louis offer to take you guys out to the club.
"Oh c'mon (Y/N) lets go out tonight, we've been inside all week" Which isn't a complete lie, you were in all this week but he wasn't. You didnt like drinking. You vowed to never make that mistake because of the one time you went home with a random guy.
"No Li please"
"(Y/N) what has gotten into you"
"I just think you should stay in for once you're always out"
"What's that suppose to mean" Liam never raised his voice at you but this time his voice is a little louder than usual.
"Maybe we should go" Louis says and pats Niall on the back. They dismiss themselves and leave to go anywhere but your house.
"What do you mean I should stay in for once"
"I mean I have been helping you walk every night this week"
"So what are you saying"
"I mean you're always drunk. I'm tired of helping your through the door every time you come home now"
"What is your deal?"
"My deal is I don't want a drunk for a boyfriend"
"Then maybe you don't want a boyfriend at all" He spits and you just stand there.
"Maybe you're right" You grab your coat and storm out of your house.
Louis: About his mouth. He was always getting himself in trouble with management. He was always saying something that would make management scream at him and you.
"And another thing-"
"Lou please just stop" you groan at him. This guy was looking at you in a weird way at the restaurant you guys are at and he just told him off. The media will do anything for bad publicity and you're absolutely tired of seeing your face in magazines. You love Louis and his sassiness but for once you would like to stay out of the Lyme light.
"What do you mean"
"I mean you don't have to go off on everyone. It was a look, he didn't touch me or hurt me or anything so you dot have to go off"
"(Y/N) I thought you liked my sassiness"
"I do but Lou, it's just one one I would love it if we could just lay low. You are always in the tabloids and paparazzi papers saying about how you yelled at someone"
"I can't believe you are telling me this"
"I'm sorry Lou I am it's just don't want to be in the Lyme light anymore."
"Well me and the Lyme light are a packaged deal if you can't accept that then you can't accept me" He sighs
Niall: How he never spends time with you anymore. He was always off with the boys, going out having drinks, or playing golf. You know he has needs, that he needs some space sometimes but it's been almost a month since you have really spent time with each other.
"Niall do you really have to go out"
"I've been planing this for a while babe it's a big opportunity" He says. He has wanted to a career in golf he loved playing and if he tried to play this tournament and he wins he could make it something of a regular career besides singing.
"But I really want you to stay home"
"Come on I was home all day yesterday"
"But I wasn't" you sigh quietly turning around to sit on the couch by yourself figuring it was a lost cause.
"(Y/N) I spend time with you all the time."
"It's been a month Ni"
"Because I've been busy"
"But you never make time for me anymore" you you sound selfish but you don't feel like you even have a boyfriend anymore. In fact when they guys at your work asked you out you almost said yes! That's how bad it was getting!
"Look I'm gonna be late I have to go"
"Fine" you huff "I'll just sit alone"
"Why don't you call one of your girlfriends and hangout"
"Because I'd rather hangout with you but obviously you don't feel the same way" you whimper and in down the hall to your shared room. Just when he gets there you slam the door and lock it soon crying yourself to sleep.
Zayn: Fighting about his cheating accusations. It was everywhere. On tv, in magazines, social media, he'll it was even on the side of a bus this morning.
Well he was out late, and you decided to wait up for him. After two hours you grew tore but stuck it out until he showed up at five in the morning.
"Zayn" You say as he tries to sneak past the living room to go to your shared room.
"Shit" he mutters hoping you wouldn't hear. "you waited up" He says. He comes over and leans down to kiss your lips but you move and he catches your cheek instead.
"Yeah I waited up" you roll your eyes "we need to talk"
"About"
"What you're doing out at five in the morning"
"I was with the boys"
"Funny I got a text from Niall earlier asking why you didn't answer your phone when he called."
"I was trying to . . ."
"Kiss her" You say bravely.
"What do you mean"
"Don't play this game Zayn."
"What are you talking about"
"Who is she"
"She who?" He shouts
"The woman that's on your arm behind my back!" You scream "the one who's face is in every magazine at every new stand in the world with you right beside her"
"That is all fake"
"That picture leaked from your phone is Buzz magazine of you an her doesn't look that fake" You scream. You go in your room and change into your daytime clothes you wear to go for a jog in and get ready to go out.
"Where are you going"
"Anywhere but here" you seethe walking out the door.
(This has absolutely nothing to do with what has wen happening with Zayn I ran out of ideas. I got my wisdom teeth cut out and my brain isn't working from the medication they have me taking, :-/ sorry)