Harry:
''Harry, please.. I didn't mean that..'' I said as I saw his jaw drop. ''Then why would you say it?'' he asks while a tear slids down his face. ''I don't know. Do you think it's easy? Being your girlfriend? It really isn't. I mean.. I constantly wonder if I'm good enough for you. And I.. I just don't think I am..'' I confess and drop down on the couch. ''What..? But baby.. You are.'' Harry says as he comes closer. ''No, Harry I'm not. Kendall, that's your type, the one you should be with, see what the fans are saying? They like her better.'' I say and I feel a tear slid down my own face. Within a second Harry is by my side. ''Don't ever say that again, I love you. Only you. I don't want Kendall. I want you (y/n).'' he says as he takes my hand. ''Okay.. I like that.'' I whisper and kiss him. ''Good.'' he says and kisses me back.
Niall:
Hi babe, I'm not home, as you see. I'm at Anna's. She asked me over for dinner. See you later! xNialler. Again? What.. Niall was over at Anna's for the thirth time allready this week and it was only thursday. I sigh as I get my phone. I open twitter and walk over to the bathroom. 'Well, I think Niall is dating Anna, tbh.' ''I don't think (y/n) and Niall will be together much longer.' I sigh as I look trough the tweets. Fuck this. I switch my phone off and take my clothes off. I walk into the shower and let the hot water run over me. Suddenly I feel two hands wrap around me. ''Hi baby.'' I hear Niall say. I wiggle out of his grip and walk out of the shower. ''Something wrong?'' he asks as he comes after me. ''Nope. How was it at Anna's?'' I ask him. ''It was okay. You're okay? You look kinda down?'' he says worried. ''Don't worry. I will be out tomorrow.'' I say and walk over to the bedroom. ''(Y/N)? What do you mean?'' he says confused. ''I'm not good enough for you Niall. So I'll leave.'' I confess. I feel two strong hands grab my face. ''No, no, you're perfect. I love you. Don't leave me.'' he says with a trembling voice. ''Okay. But don't you ever leave me.'' I whisper. ''I won't, ever.''
Louis:
Louis and I were at a fashionshow. All of the girls looked so beautiful and I? I was just.. me. I sighed as the, what felt like, hundredth girl came on. ''What is it (y/n)?'' Louis whisperd and turned to me. ''Nothing.. Can we go?'' I said and Louis nodded. ''What is it baby? I know something is up.'' Louis says as he grabs my hand. ''Lou, it's nothing. I just didn't feel comfortable anymore.'' I whisperd. ''You don't think you're good enough.'' Louis says. ''What? That isn't it.'' I say. ''Oh it is. What else is it then?'' he tries. ''Okay fine. It's that.'' I confess. Louis begins to laugh really hard. ''It isn't funny Lou.'' I say, offended. ''But baby, it is.'' he says. ''Because, the funny thing is. You are better then all those girls out there. They are fake and you.. You are so real, so perfect.'' he says as he comes closer. ''Charming.'' I say. ''Hmm'' he rumbles. He leans in and kisses me. ''I love you.''
Zayn:
Being THE Zayn Malik's girlfriend is pretty hard. We were at his parents for the week. It was only monday and I allready wanted to go home. Not because I didn't like his family, just because I didn't feel comfortable here. His whole family was super pretty and he hung out with his friends who had super hot girlfriends. On tuesday Zayn went over to his friends and I stayed in the house. I was woken up by his sister, who told me his mum had made me breakfast. I walked downstairs, feeling even shittier then before. ''Are you allright, love?'' His mum asked me. ''Yeah, I'm fine, thanks.'' I said. After breakfast I went upstairs to take a shower, but instead I let myself fall on the bed and cried my eyes out. The door opened but I didn't even hear it. Half an hour later I felt someone grabbing me. ''Baby?! What's wrong?!'' Zayn panicked as he held me. ''Don't Zayn.. I..'' I said inbetween crying. ''What's wrong?'' he asked worried. ''I'm not good enough for you.. I just.. You're away all the time.'' I whisperd. It was quiet for a while. ''I'm so sorry baby. I will be here. I won't leave you alone anymore. I love you so much.'' he whisperd in my ear as he comforted me. ''I love you to Zayn.''
Liam:
A few months ago, everything was perfect. Liam and I were happy. But ever since I told him I was pregnant, he became distant. He was out way more often. I sighed as I let my pregnant body fell on the couch. The door slammed shut and at that exact moment the baby kicked. ''Auchh..'' I muttered. Liam came walking in. He walked over to me and hugged me. I could smell the parfum and alcohol on him. ''Hi babe.'' he said and I stayed quiet. ''Baby?'' he repeated. ''No. Don't 'baby' me. I can smell the parfum. Who was it Liam?'' I said, remaining calm. ''What are you talking about? There's no one else.'' he defended himself. ''Don't bullshit me. Liam, I can smell it. Who is it? I'm gonna fucking leave. I don't want to raise a kid with you if you're like this. You know, from the moment I told you I'm pregnant you have been acting like an ass. IF YOU DIDN'T WANT A KID THEN YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE FUCKED ME!'' I shouted and collapsed on the couch in pain. I grabbed my stomach. ''Fuck.'' I heard Liam mutter. ''I do want to have a kid. I mean.. I do want to have your kid. It was nothing (y/n). I love you please? Nobody is better then you!'' he cries as he grabs my stomach to. ''Fine. Don't leave me.'' I whisper. ''I won't.''