One Direction Preferences

27. How He Apologizes After An Argument

Harry: The two of you hadn't spoken for a good two hours, as Harry had gone out for a drive. You were beginning to pack a few of the things you would need in your suitcase; Niall said that you could live with him for a while. When you finish zipping up your suitcase, you hear a car door close and you curse quietly to yourself. You pulled your suitcase out of the room and ran right into Harry's chest. His expression was a mix of shock and sadness. "I made you want to leave?" he asks barely above a whisper. You clear your throat before replying, "Well you told me to leave, didn't you?" Harry sighed and shook his head, "I didn't mean it... I mean, I do think that you should trust me more, but I was foolish to tell you to leave, and I'm sorry," he said. You nodded to yourself before Harry spoke up again. "Where are you going?" he asks, his gaze fixed on your suitcase. "Well, I was going to Niall's, but I think I'll stay here," you say with a small smile. Harry smiles back at you and kisses your cheek gently. The two of you spend the night talking everything through and you learn to trust him more. 

Liam: You're crying into your pillow after running upstairs. You had never seen Liam behave the way that he did a few minutes ago. You hear the bedroom door open, but keep your position on your bed as you try to cease your tears. You feel Liam's body sit onto the bed and you look up. His face looked apologetic and he wiped a tear off of your cheek. You sniffled before Liam said, "(Y/N), I apologize for yelling at you the way that I did... it wasn't right," he said, biting his lower lip. You give him a small smile, "I'm sorry that I yelled too." Liam smiled back at you and pulled you into his chest, kissing the top of your head. 

Louis: The two of you had already finished your argument, and were talking everything through. "I shouldn't have said that..." you trail off, looking at your fingers. Louis gives you a small smile and kisses your temple gently, "I know that you didn't mean it, so I'm not upset," he says. You sigh and look him in the eyes with a smile, "You're perfect, you know that?" you question. He gives you a small chuckle and shakes his head, "I'm not perfect, love, but I am sorry about everything that I said during our argument," he said. You shake your head, "Let's just not argue anymore," you say with a grin. Louis laughs, "Works for me, darling!" 

Niall: Niall goes into your room an hour after your argument to find out that you've cried yourself to sleep. He frowns to himself and lays on the bed next to you, "(Y/N)?" he asks quietly. You stir before opening your eyes, blinking a few times from the dryness. "Hey there," Niall says with a small smile. You just look at him a give him a weak smile. "Love, I'm sorry that I didn't believe you... it's just that I know you can do so much better than me and it worries me that--" you cut him off by putting your index finger against his moving lips. "Niall, I can't to better than you, and even if I could, I would still pick you over everyone," you say, causing him to smile. "And why is that?" he wonders. "Because I love you... and I'll never cheat on you; you don't need to worry about that," you assure him with a smile. Niall gives you a smile and leans in to kiss your lips softly. 

Zayn: You burst into tears after he had gotten so pissed off that he began to flip the kitchen chairs over. After you ran to your bedroom, you slammed the door shut and threw yourself onto your bed. Minutes later, there's a knock on the door. You don't say anything because you know it's Zayn. He just opens the door and you hear his footsteps near you, "(Y/N)?" he asks in a broken voice. You look up, tears still obviously on your cheeks. Zayn wipes them off with the pads of his thumbs and lays next to you on the bed. "We need to talk," he says, pulling a strand of hair behind your ear. You nod in agreement, "Let's keep it calm though," you reply. Zayn chuckles embarrassed, "Yeah, I'm sorry about that too," he says. The two of you talk for an hour about how much he loves you and how you have nothing to worry about when girls come up to him. "I'm sorry," you say. "I'm sorry too, (Y/N). You shouldn't have to feel nervous when a girl comes around me, I'm all yours," he says sweetly with a wink.