You're Ignoring Him:
Niall: His eyes scan over you as you turn your head away hastily causing a smile to fall across his lips. “What’s the matter now?” He asks with a laugh and you turn to face him with a scowl. “Babe!” He tries again, but you continue with your silent treatment.His smile turns to a frown as he crosses his arms over his chest. "Fine then." He says trying to give you his serious face for as long as possible. After 30 seconds his grin returns as he bursts out laughing unable to control himself any longer. "I'm sorry, please forgive me Princess?"
Louis: "Y/N?" Louis' voice calls out from the kitchen and you pretend you don't hear him all together. "I know you can hear me" He says standing at the door and leaning against it. The previous argument comes to the front of your mind, and you shake your head to try and forget. "I'll call Harry then, if you won't talk to me." You shrug your shoulders as he walks from the door to get a phone. A couple minutes pass before he comes back into the room and sits down next to you on the couch. "Harry wasn't there." He states even though he knows you don't want to know. "Look, Y/N, our fight was stupid. please talk to me! I miss your beautiful voice." His blue eyes stare down at yours and you crack. "It was not stupid!" You state before hugging him and offering your forgiveness.
Liam: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Liam says as you walk through the door with Brit on her leash. Your eyes narrow at him as you bend over to un-clip her leash from her collar. "Look, I'll take her out from now on, I promise!" He tells you while taking the leather rope from your hands and hangs it up. Your hands find you hips and you let out a laugh. "You think that's why I'm not talking to you Liam?" You blurt out as Liam nods. "Well it's not." You state before he wraps you in his arms and repeatedly whispers sorry till you actually forgive him.
Harry: "Hello Gorgeous!" Harry slurs as he walks through the front door and you look up at him with a glare and then glance at the clock that says 2:07 am. You've been snuggled up on the couch since he left earlier in the evening and you begged him not to. "What's the matter?" He pauses and earns no response from you. Your eyes flicker back to the TV as he shuffles closer to you. "Babeee!" he whines and drops to his knees so he's squatting right in front of your face blocking the TV from your view. His curls hit your face as he kisses your forehead. "Harry stop." You mutter as his lips trail to the tip of your nose and he kisses you yet again. His green eyes flutter close and his fingers slide over you cheek to your hair as his lips hit yours softly.
Zayn: "I'm trying to ignore you here!" You shout at him as he stops babbling away about his day. "You're still mad at me?" He grumbles and shakes his head. "OF COURSE I'M STILL MAD! YOU RAN OUT RIGHT AFTER OUR FIGHT! Now look what you've done, I'm not supposed to be talking to you." You accuse turning away from him with a pout. "How about we do something else then?" He asks cheekily as you roll your eyes. "No." You stuttered as his lips attach to your neck and you fight to push him away. "Zayn..." you mumble as he reaches your jaw, bringing his hands up to tilt your head towards him. "I'm sorry angel, please forgive me." He whispers before kissing you again. "Fine" You let out in defeat between his kisses.














