Zayn: You laughed humorlessly, rolling your eyes. “2 months? 2 months and you expect me to believe you ‘didn’t mean it’?” The anger rising in you, you threw open the door, him following behind you. He grasped your arm again, in a last attempt to keep you with him. “I said DON’T TOUCH ME!” You screamed, fighting his grip. “(Y/N), just listen to me!” “We have nothing to talk about. Nothing you say can make up for this, Zayn, so I suggest you fucking let go of me.” You warned, pushing past him to your car, leaving him to kick the door, punch the wall, at this point, you couldn’t care less.
Liam: “(Y/N), no, you’re not an idiot. I am. I- I shouldn’t have done it, I know that, and I’m so- wait, you thought you were in love with me? As in, you aren’t?” His eyebrows drew together with concern. “How can I possibly love someone I can’t even trust? How can I love someone who lied to me, told me they loved me and then threw it all away for someone else?” You spat, walking to your closet to collect your things. “I’m sorry! (Y/N), I really am!” He was frantic, trying to convince you to stay, to trust him again. “When I said I loved you I didn’t lie. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me!” Tears raced down his cheeks as you threw your clothes into your suitcase in a jumble, completely ignoring him. “(Y/N), please!” You spun on your heel, glaring at him. “You should’ve thought about how much you love me, when you got into bed with whoever the hell that is!” You screamed pointing to his phone that had been thrown on the bed. Ignoring his incessant pleas, your zipped up your suitcase and ran out, wishing desperately to be anywhere but here.
Louis: Tears filled your eyes as Louis chased after you. “(Y/N), wait! I love you!” You froze. Your breathing shaky, but heavy, anger coursing through your veins. “You what?” “I love you.” He breathed, panting as he caught up. “How dare you.” You hissed. “I loved you. I trusted you. I stood by you even when the hate was becoming unbearable, even when your fans said you shouldn’t be with me. That you should be with her.” Your tears were spilling over, and you could see the guilt in his eyes. “You promised. You promised me you loved me more than you could ever love anyone. You promised I had nothing to worry about, that you would never leave me for her. Well, I guess that much was right wasn’t it?” You asked. He was silent, unable to speak, not knowing what to say. “Have a good life, Louis.” You slammed the car door, driving off, promising yourself you wouldn’t come back.
Niall: You had made it to your car, and were fumbling for your keys, your vision blurred by your tears. You felt two arms wrap around you, pulling you into a tight hug. You panicked at first, thinking it might be Niall, but you melted into his arms, crying into his shoulder, once you’d realized it was Zayn. “I’m so sorry, (Y/N).” He whispered. “D-did you t-tell Niall was here?” You asked through sobs. “No, but Louis was pissed and running over to him after you left.” You couldn’t help but laugh a bit at the thought of Louis standing up for you to a drunk Niall. “I love you guys.” You mumbled. “Do you want to stay with me and the other boys tonight? We’ll take Niall home, and then you can all stay at my place, okay? I promise he won’t hurt you again.”
Harry: “Just let me talk to her, Louis!” You hears Harry’s voice coming from the now open front door. “Harry, I think you should go.” Louis warned. “Louis. Let me talk to her. Please.” His voice cracking as he begged to just hear your voice. “It’s okay, Louis.” You said softly from behind him. He hesitated, before stepping away from the door, giving you and Harry some space. “(Y/N)…” He whispered, his lips curving into a smile. “I thought you never wanted to talk to me again, and I-” “I don’t.” You interrupted. “I don’t want to talk to you, that’s why you’re only going to tell me what the hell you’re doing here.” His face fell, and he cleared his throat. “Well, uhm- I- I really am sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I was wrong, but I really do love you. I just want another chance.” There was a piercing silence for a few moments, you could tell his heart was racing. “From what I can tell, Louis gave you several chances. He told you to come clean, to tell me what happened, and you didn’t.” “I was afraid I’d hurt you more!” “Bullshit, Harry. You and I both know that isn’t true. So, do the both of us a favor, and leave.” You watched as he hung his head, slowly turning around. “Oh, and have fun with Cara.”
