One Direction Preferences

#30: You Guys Break Up

Harry: 

It's completely silent in the cab of Harry's Land Rover. You keep your temple pressed against the window, staring out at the black night as blurred images pass by. Your knee is bouncing and while Harry would normally cover it with his hand, he keeps his fingers around the steering wheel in a mock choke hold. Tears are falling down your cheeks silently, mascara and eyeliner already ruined and eyes turning red. Breaking up while on a date probably wasn't the best of choices but that couldn't be changed now. "This... wasn't what I wanted" Harry choked out, words caught on his own tears as he stared ahead at the building he had parked in front of. "It's what you got" you respond, wiping your tears from your cheeks and slid from the car. You force yourself not to turn around, not to look at Harry but with each step away from it feels like your heart is only breaking further. Once you reach the door to your building, you aren't strong enough to stop yourself from turning. He's still parked outside, head against the steering wheel and you desperately want to go to him. "If I'm not a choice, at all, then this isn't going to work," replays in your mind, your own words haunting you. "It's not that you aren't a choice, work just comes first right now" he had told you. You turn before he has the chance to look up, entering your building and staggering up the stairs towards your apartment. You collapse on the other side of you locked door, legs curled up under your chin and you sob for your lost love.

Liam: 

"You can't have both Liam, that's not how this works" you shout, chucking his phone at his head that he barely ducks. "I don't know what you think is going on, but that's not what happened" he argues, locking his hands around your wrists to stop your flinging fists. "You can't have her some nights and then come home to me, that's what I think is going on" you say and he's silent. "I'm not stupid Liam, she texted you asking if you were coming over" you sigh sadly, watching as he avoids eye contact and your heart breaks further. "I'm no one's second choice Liam and I've let myself be yours for a long time... I'm done, I'm done being your second choice" you tell him quietly, tears slipping down your cheeks and he nods. "You deserve so much more than me, more than a man that can't make up his mind" Liam admits with watery eyes but you can't feel sorry for him and you don't. "You're not a man Liam, men don't do this to women... you're just a little boy, a little boy who can't make up his mind" you sigh through your tears, words soft and not angry. You spare him one last glance, look around the apartment you could have called home before you leave. You don't cry because you know, you were never a first or second choice to Liam.

Niall: 

"Get out" you say calmly, pointing to the door of the apartment you share with Niall but he doesn't budge. "We can talk about this" he begs but you shake your head, flinching away from him when he tries to reach for you. "Get. Out" you repeat slowly, clenching your fists and he chuckles. "You can't kick me out of my own house" he tells you and your jaw tenses. "Fine, I'll leave" you say, heading for the door but he reaches for you. "I don't even know if the baby's mine... she could be lying" Niall tries to reason and your heart sinks. "You cheated, you possibly got another girl pregnant... that's cheating" you tell him, spinning in his arms to smack him. "Why wasn't I enough for you? I get that you're Niall Horan, I get that girls throw themselves at you; I don't get how you could do this?" you question and Niall shrugs. "I drink, I can't help that and sometimes things happen that I don't remember. That doesn't mean I don't love you" he tells you and you shake your head. "And I love you Niall but... that was supposed to be me. I was supposed to have your first child, not some random girl from a night you don't remember. And I can't help that I deserve better" you tell him, slipping the infinity band he had given to you for your anniversary off and hand it to him. "No... it's, yours" he tells you but you shake your head. You don't want anything from him. Setting it on the coffee table you head for the door, turning in the doorway to spare him one last glance. "Be a good father Niall" you say and leave, your heart on the coffee table with his ring.

Louis: 

"So you broke up. Why didn't you tell me?" You friend asks from across the table. "What?" you say in confusion as you take her phone from her hands to read what she had pulled up. "How many times have I told you not to believe that stupid crap," you say handing the phone back to her. She rolls her eyes and grabs the menu to find something to eat. Moments later your phone rings and it's Lou. "Answer it," your friend says with wide eyes. "Hey babe," you answer normally. "Y/N we need to talk," you hear him choke out. "Are you alright?" You ask fearful of what was actually causing his tears. "What are you doing?" He asks ignoring your question. "I'm at lunch with Y/F/N, Lou what is it?" You ask again raising your voice a bit. "I'm not saying anymore over the phone, meet me at the house when you're finished," he explains. It's then you know what is happening. "Is this going to be one of those 'it's not you it's me moments' Lou? Because if it is I can just get my things while you're on set tomorrow," you say as calmly as possible trying to hold back your emotions. "Y/N you have to understand," he starts but you interrupt. "Oh I understand Lou, you weren't ever in love with me, I get it. It's not easy having to follow up who I had to follow up Lou, but whatever. I'll get my things from the house while you're out tomorrow." You hang up in utter disbelief of what had just happened. Your friend gets out of her seat and comes to sit beside of you. She wraps her arms around you and you put your head on her shoulder. "He never really loved me, it was always her, I was so stupid to think that would change," you try and explain to yourself as tears fall from your eyes and onto her shirt.

Zayn: 

You sit across from him at the kitchen table as he stares at you in complete shock. You could tell he wasn't expecting you to tell him it was over. But how could it be that much of a shock? He had cheated while over in the States, and the video that was sent to you over and over again only fueled the fire. You were never one to forgive a cheater, and since this had gone so public, you knew what you had to do. So here you are staring into his sorrowful eyes as his face begins to blur as your eyes glaze over with tears. You look up to the ceiling and bat your eyes to try and clear your vision but when your sight clears, your heart breaks. His chin is resting on his chest and you can see his tears falling into his lap. "I love you," you say to him. He looks up confused. "I will always love you, I just can't be with you," you explain. He slams his eyes shut as if your words caused him pain. "It won't happen again," he chokes out. "You've said that already, and I'm sorry but I don't believe you," you tell him. He hangs his head, knowing now that he has been defeated and there's no point in trying to convince you to change your mind. He had messed up, significantly, and was now going to have to deal with the consequences.