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Louis: His fingers lingered on your skin, though you had flinched back from his touch. The hurt in his eyes was evident, a quiet exhale left his lips as his eyes pleaded with yours. The word he spoke was breathy, and hardly audible, "stay" You jaw opened, ready to say something back before you caught yourself, processing your thoughts. "why?" you inquire, eyes searching his for something other than desperation. "B-because this...whatever this is, it's new, it's refreshing and I've never had this feeling before with anyone, I don't wanna lose it. I don't wanna lose you. Please, don't let me go"
Harry: Your hands cradled your face, tears stinging at your eyes. The dark room and quiet atmosphere intensified the sound of your frustrated sobs. Harry's lips parted to speak but you cut him off. "God, I don't know what it is, but I can't let you go" His eyes meet yours as a melancholy smiles tugs at his lips, "so don't" is all he says, eyes bright and alive, arms wide open, waiting for you to walk right into them. And when you do, he won't let you go.
Niall: You sighed into the phone after he asked you what was wrong, "I don't know, it seems like these days I watch you from afar" you mumble. An exhale escapes his lips, as if he knew this was coming. "I know," he'll say softly, soothingly, "It's hard but we can get through it right? We're strong darlin' and I can't live without you in my life. Please, don't let me go"
Zayn: He'd always taken you for granted. Sometimes it was hard to even distinguish what you two were, friends or more? Kisses had been shared, but labels were never established. Fed up and frustrated, you stop answering his calls, his texts, his pleas. Until he showed up at your door. "Love, I'm sorry. It took me so damn long, but I had this idea of what I needed, and you were standing there, right in front of me. I'm still holding on, please tell me you will too. Don't let me go now...."
Liam: The room was just as you left it, his clothes and things sprawled along the floor, your drawers and closets emptied out and cleaned. Snapping out of the trance he'd been stuck in for, god knows how long, his eyes drift to the picture frame in the far corner. His heart dropped again, he had no doubt it was a picture of you. His thoughts drifted to you, desperately wondering why you'd let go so soon, but he didn't know that your thoughts were in the same place. Your mind drifting to where he was.