Harry: "I'm taking you out to drink." Zayn says, pulling you by the arm from your bed. You've been crying all night, Harry having stormed out in the middle of your fight, ending it before it could escalate further. Zayn never really gives you a choice in the matter, insisting that you come out with him, if only to forget about Harry for a few hours. The next morning when you wake you think it's all a dream, hearing the steady breathing of someone next to you. Your head is pounding though and reality sets in, hoping that you haven't done what you think. Your thoughts are confirmed when you pull the cover back, Zayn lying next to you in the same position, naked and hungover from the night you had before, together.
Louis: You always find yourself in the comfort of Liam's arms after a fight with Liam. This time, you're in too deep. Your tears have dried against his chest and you're laid in bed with him, too caught in the moment to think about Louis and his raging temper. You lean up, kissing Liam softly, a completely different feeling than when Louis kisses you. His eyes widen, knowing how wrong this is. "We can't." He says. Still you push him on, removing your clothes so that he can't refuse you. For the first time every you're made love to. Liam takes care of your body just as he always takes care of your mind after a fight with Louis. He takes his time, pleasing you in ways you never felt. When all is done you're both panting, your chests rising and falling together and you know this has become more than just a friendship. "I'd never hurt you like he does." Liam whispers into your hair, becoming your safe haven.
Niall: "Do you mind if I spend the night here?" You ask Louis, standing in his doorway, only bringing with you your phone, storming out as soon as Niall began yelling again. "Of course. What's he on about this time?" Louis laughs, moving around his apartment as you sit on the couch, spilling every detail of your fight with Niall, over something as silly as a lunch date with your best guy friend. He brings you some of his clothes to wear to sleep, giving up his bed just for you. "You can just sleep with me if you'd like." You say, sipping on the glass of wine he's brought you. Mindless chatter over wine and snacks has found you both gazing at each other, leaning in for just one kiss. Just one glass of wine and just one kiss turns into just one time, one night with each other, filled with a million regrets.
Liam: It was a mistake. Harry was just there when Liam wasn't. You'd been fighting more since he'd been going out, partying way more than he ever had. Tonight was the last straw and you called Harry, looking for Liam as you'd managed to forget how to work your movie player. Harry came to your rescue when Liam wasn't there, ending up staying for a movie night with you and eventually ending up in your bed, both of you giving in to your attractions for each other. In one moment you'd probably ruined your entire relationship with Liam, probably over a simple phase he was going through, cheating with one of his best friends never meant to be the outcome of a simple fight.
Zayn: He's cheated. Your body shakes with anger, your mind in the darkest of places, seeking revenge more than anything. You want him to feel as pained as you do, you want him to cry over you as you have him, and you're willing to do anything to get him to that point. "Hey, is Zayn here?" Niall asks, stepping into your apartment. Before you can answer him your lips are on his, kissing him aggressively, ready to take one of Zayn's best friends just to get back to him. Niall objects at first but soon gives in to your charms, or rather, your mouth, allowing you to take control of his body. As amazing as it felt in the moment, the guilt and fear that washed over you at the thought that Zayn would be crushed, pained you even more.