One Direction Preferences

You have a scar

Okay im not sure that this is going to be like usual this was going to be one like you fell off your bike as a kid or got burnt on the stove not like self harm scars but I'm going to put the trigger warning anyway for you guys.

(Y/F/FA/N) = Your Favorite Fan Artist Name

(Y/LG/F/N) = Your Liam Girl Friend's Name

You have a scar...

Harry: You and Harry were in the kitchen together he was looking through his phone while you were cooking dinner for you both. He got up to show you a picture someone drew of the both of you when he discovers a small scar on your neck. Not noticeable from a distance or really even close up but he never noticed it before either. Even up close he never saw it,

"Hey babe" he runs his finger over it a few time. "What happened there" he runs his fingers over it once more.

"Oh my aunt had a cat that wasn't very friendly and they told me not to touch it but I did and it scratched me"

"How did it become a scar though?"

"After it stopped bleeding and it got like a scab it got itchy and I picked and scratched at it and after two weeks it finally turned into a scar."

"I never noticed it before"

"My hair always covers it." You smile

"Well all right then" he laughs "its nice to know a bit more about you" he smiles again "now back to what I wanted to show you" he lifts up the phone and you smile at the perfectly detailed picture of you both.

"You should acknowledge whoever made it."

"I don't know who did it" You look at the picture closely

"Its (Y/F/FA/N), just look them up on twitter babe im sure youll find them" you smile

"Thanks babe"

Liam: You were very ill, you had come down with the flu for the second time that year and Liam said that since you were very sick you btoh could stay ion bed all day. You were actually laying next to him with your arms beside each side of your head. He happens to look over at you noticing how soundly you were sleepiong, even with the loud snores pouring from your body.

He notices the scar right below your elbow, its just one or two shades darker than your normal skin tone so its noticeable but he never knew you had it. He ponders on what could have happened to you then you start to stir and whine as you wake up.

"Good afternoon"

"What time is it" you yawn

"Almost two in the afternoon"

"Oh" you flop back down on the pillow and bury your face in it. You sigh before lifting your head again

"Hey what's this scar from" he points and you turn your arm to the memorable scar.

"Oh I was making these things with my niece and you had to use the iron to melt the beads and I reached across the table and burnt my arm. It got really red and itchy all I did was scratch it then it became a scar."

"What were you doing was it like a school project."

"No they are called perler beads and you melt them to make like pictures and stuff and I burnt my arm on the iron."

"Oh wow the beads sound like fun but burning your arm doesn't."

"It hurt for about two days because like the iron was really hot but I but some medicine on it to help with the burn. But it still turned into a scar."

"Awe come here babe" he smiles, you climb into his lap and lay your head on his chest. He kisses your head. "Your story is so cute"

"I know im fabulous" you giggle.

Louis: You were both in the swimming pool having a day with everyone when he saw the huge scar on your leg. It went the whole way up your leg in a vertical line. He thought that he knew every nook and cranie of your body but to him it seemed like he missed one. He had no idea that you had a scar especially one so large as that one.

"Babe what happened to your leg"

"You mean the scar?" He nods his head at you and everyone else stops and starts to listen to you "What happened was when I was younger, I had gym for school and I had to shave so I was shaving my legs and my hand slipped and took the razor blade the whole way up my leg." You hear a few gasps and a couple wows from the boys and their girls. "I lost a lot of blood and almost had to go to the hospital with it because a cut like that could had could kill someone, I mean it was from my ankle the whole way up."

"Oh my gosh you poor girl" (Y/LG/F/N) tsks.

"Well im okay and thankfully my mom helped me with it so I was okay but it still hurt really bad." You shrug

"Well your okay now and you have me to protect even from stuff like that" Louis smiles "Because im a macho man" he starts to flex his arms and makes a few "manly" noises before everyone starts laughing "What im macho"

"Of course you are" you giggle at him.

Niall: He knew you had some scars on your arms from when you were little but he could never remember what they were for. He knew you had them because he was so amazed at how tiny they were and how they were there but so faded you had to really focus to see them.

"Okay I will try to remember this time but tell me again ho wyou got these little tiny scars babe."

"I was five years old and I went to school with my childhood boyfriend Jared and he gave me a kiss then since we were dating my om and his mom talked all the time. His mom called my mom and said that he had come down with the chicken pox. The next day I wake up and im covered in little red dots."

"That's right and you were told not to scratch but did it anyway." He giggles. "what a badass, you scratched your chicken pox" he laughs

"Well my boyfriend and his mom brought me soup, and we brought him soup too"

"Awe that's so cute" He laughs, to be honest you weren't actually sure if he kept forgetting or if he just liked hearing the story about how you scratched your chicken pox.

Zayn: Zayn was on the couch with you in between his legs in front of his as he tried to brain your hair for you. You har is way too long for you to braid it by yourself so he was taking a crack at it. He didn't really know what he was doing but he would try anything for you that's why he was sitting there trying to figure it out. Your knees were bent in front of you as you traced the scars on them.

Zayn looked around your body to see you tracing them and running your fingers over them.

"Where did they come from"

"I was in a running competition and to win someone tripped me. I was so close to winning but when they tripped me I fell and scraped both knees."

"Really?"

"Yeah I was in high school and I was in track and field, but the girl I hated most was in it too then she told me should would do anything to win the competition. During the last couple seconds she caught up with me and tripped me."

"That's low, I mean it's a high school track and field competition did she really need the trophy that bad."

"Apparently yes"

"Well think of it this way, you have me and she doesn't and wont ever have me"

"Awe I love you" You smile. He puts the ponytail in your hair and looks at the finished braid.

"I did it!" he cheers, you get up and look in the mirror.

"Yeha you did awesome." You go over and kiss him. "Thanks babe"

"Not a problem!"