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Can you do a part two to Liam you fight and break up please!! It's great!

Here it is

#asks #answered #anonymous #anon #liam payne #one direction fanfiction #onedirection

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Preference #28 You Fight and Break Up (Liam) Part 2

You couldn't believe that Liam had told you to get out of his house. True, you'd said some harsh things, spoken out of anger, but kicking you out of his home was something you hadn't imagined he'd do.

"Stupid," You muttered, kicking at the leaves on the sidewalk. You began the walk home, wanting to get there quickly, since the hour was rather late. When you reached your home, you went in and tossed your keys on the hallway table before quickly showering, putting on your comfiest pajamas and crawling into bed. You glanced at your phone to make sure Liam hadn't texted you, before placing it on the bedside table and drifting off to sleep.

When you awoke the next morning, it was to a pounding on your door. You stumbled out of bed and to the door, checking through the security hole to see who it was.

"Harry, what are you doing here?" You inquired, pulling open the door.

"We've been trying to get a hold of you," He explained. "Liam told us about the argument and him telling you to leave. We wanted to make sure you were home safely."

"Well, I am," You replied, crossing your arms. "And I'm not really in the mood to talk to anyone."

"You should talk to Liam. He feels really awful about what he said and did." Harry said.

"He should've thought about that before he said it, then. He told me, at eleven thirty at night, to leave his home. And yeah, I said some things I shouldn't of. But if our roles were reversed, I never would've told him to get out at that hour," You snapped. "Why are you even getting involved in this? I know Liam's your friend, but that doesn't mean you need to get involved in his relationship. Or former relationship, now."

"You're right. I'm sorry, (Y/N)," Harry muttered, looking ashamed. "I'll just....head out now."

You slammed the door behind Harry's retreating back, and went back to bed, picking up your phone. Notification after notification glared back at you, from Twitter, some magazine articles that questioned if your relationship with Liam was still on, as well as some texts from Louis, Harry and Niall. But nothing from Liam.

"Whatever," You muttered, swiping to close all the notifications and opening up YouTube. You scrolled mindlessly though it, clicking on a video and watching it until you fell back asleep.

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It had been a full year since Liam had told you to leave, and you hadn't spoken to him since. The seasons had changed, you'd made new friends, read new books and reread old ones. It was Autumn again, and the nights were growing chilly, perfect for curling up under a blanket with hot chocolate and your favorite show. You wrapped a scarf around your neck and pulled on your coat, before opening the door to your home and heading out in the blustery weather. The wind smelled of Autumn, dried leaves and smoke from fireplaces. You walked to your local coffee shop, pulling open the door and stepping inside, inhaling the smells of fresh baked pastries and coffee. You sat in one of the poofy armchairs that were scattered around the shop, placing your book on the table before getting up to order a drink. When it was ready, you wrapped your hands around the mug and leaned back in the chair, thinking about how the past year had been. Snapping yourself out of your thoughts, you set down your mug and picked up your book. You had hardly read a paragraph when a throat clearing made you glance up. Your hands began to shake, and you inhaled sharply.

"L-Liam," You stammered. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm back in town for a bit and decided to try a new coffee place," Liam responded. "Is it okay if I sit?"

"Sure." You said, not really sure about this.

"How have you been, (Y/N)?" Liam asked, fiddling with his headphone case.

"Fine. How about you?" You asked.

"A bit of a mess, on and off," Liam said. "Harry really gave it to me when I told the guys what happened."

"He shouldn't have done that." You murmured.

"Shouldn't he? Instead of listening to your concerns, I kicked you out of my home, late at night, no less," Liam replied. "I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry."

"Why didn't you try and contact me?" You asked.

"I wanted to. I should've. I convinced myself that you didn't want me to contact you. That you were better off without me." Liam said, looking down.

"I wasn't," You murmured. "I wasn't better off without you."

"There hasn't been anyone since you." Liam blurted out.

"There hasn't been anyone since you, either." You replied.

"Do you think.....we could try again?" Liam asked.

"I think we could." You replied, reaching across the table and taking his hand.

Written by Angel

#one direction fanfiction #niall horan #liam payne #one direction preferences #poemwriter98

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are you request still open?

Yes

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RHS Question of the Week 🫶🏼 When/why did you start writing? Do you remember your first fic?

I started writing at 13, but it was poetry, not fanfiction. I don't remember my first fic, but I am 100% sure it was really a rough read. -Angel

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PSA: Luke having a girlfriend isn’t drama and his girlfriend’s name isn’t a trigger. Same goes for the rest of the band. Band members are not just canvasses on which you can project your dream boyfriends- they’re fucking people. Real people, who you don’t actually know, and who shouldn’t have to hide their happiness because it interferes with your fantasy that they might fall in love with you one day.

#THIS #Luke Hemmings #Ashton Irwin #Michael Clifford #Calum Hood #Five Seconds of Summer #5 SOS

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I had no idea that married life, moving and working/finding a new job would be so time consuming. That being said, I really love being married (and my husband). Funny enough, but the wedding was supposed to happen in May. Instead, it’s happening this month.

I know it’s been a heck of a long time since I’ve been on here but I’m going to try and come back soon-I’ve just been super busy with work and wedding planning!

-Angel

#personal

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I know it’s been a heck of a long time since I’ve been on here but I’m going to try and come back soon-I’ve just been super busy with work and wedding planning!

-Angel

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Me, watching Kiwi for the first time:

#Harry Styles #Kiwi #seriously though #what the hell was that

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What is this.

#Michael Clifford #Five Seconds of Summer

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Honestly if I ever get a hand tattoo I hope it looks as good as Liam’s.

-Angel

(I have seven already but I heard hand tattoos hurt even more than inner wrist tattoos, and inner wrist tattoos are horribly painful).

#tattoos #Liam Payne #Liam’s tattoos

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Flicker comes out tomorrow!!

-Angel

I promise I’m still around, I just got a new job and it’s sucking up all my time. 

#Flicker #Niall Horan #I'm so excited!

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Does anyone else feel sad when they listen to Just Like You?

-Angel

#Louis Tomlinson #Just Like You

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#39-Another Boy Makes You Cry (Niall/Louis)

Warning: Anxiety, crying, mean Louis.

You took deep breaths, trying to quell the rising panic within you. The press of the crowd on either side made you feel trapped, and you hurried forward, trying to get to the car as quickly as possible. You walked past Louis, accidentally bumping into him, and all but yanked open the car door. You got in, shutting the door behind you and wrapping your arms around your ribs. Your breath came out of you in short bursts, and you tried to focus on calming down.

“I’m here, love,” Niall whispered, wrapping his arms around you. “Breathe with me.”

Niall held you until your breathing began to even out, and the interior of the car came into view. Harry and Liam were looking at you with concern, but Louis looked at you angrily. You took a deep breath, and looked over at Niall.

“Thank you,” You quietly said, leaning your head against his shoulder.

“Any time, love,” Niall replied. The five of you sat in silence, until you were a block away from the hotel.

“I’m sorry, guys,” You quietly said.

“It’s okay,” Harry, Liam and Louis said.

“Honestly, (Y/N),” Louis angrily said. “Why can’t you go one day without having a panic attack? You’re so pathetic,”

“Don’t talk to her like that, Louis,” Niall snapped. You leaned back against Niall, closing your eyes and turning towards him. You leaned your head on his shoulder, squeezing your eyes shut and trying not to cry. You arrived at the hotel soon afterwards, and you and Niall were out of the car first. You hurried away from him, up to the hotel room, opening the door and quickly shutting it behind you. You hurried towards the bathroom, stepping in and shutting the door behind you. You locked it, and took a seat on the edge of the tub. Hot tears welled up in your eyes, and you felt them fall down your cheeks.

“Love?” Niall said, knocking on the bathroom. “Can I come in?”

“I’m fine, Niall. I’ll be out in a moment,” You said. You heard Niall walk away, and took a deep breath. You sat there for a while, until you calmed down and the tears ceased to fall. You stood, splashed water on your face, drying your face off before stepping out of the bathroom.

“Love?” Niall quietly said.

“Niall,” You said.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Niall inquired.

“Talk about what?” You asked.

“I know that what Louis said upset you,” Niall said.

“It’s no big deal, Niall,” You murmured.

“How can you say that, (Y/N)? You’ve been in the bathroom, crying, for the past 40 minutes!” Niall said, frustration leaking into his tone.

“It hasn’t been forty minutes,” You quietly said, glancing over at the clock.

“Love, please,” Niall murmured. “Talk to me,”

“What should I talk to you about, Niall? How your friend is cruel? How he thought it was okay to say something horrid to me?” You snapped. “Thanks, but I don’t really feel like talking to you right now.”

You grabbed your pajamas, going back into the bathroom and getting changed. You stepped out a few minutes later, walking past Niall and getting into bed. You turned your back towards him, exhausted and angry.

“Please don’t go to bed angry,” Niall whispered, getting into bed next to you. “I’m sorry that Louis said that. I’ll talk to him, if you want,”

You turned to face Niall, looking up at him before hiding your face in his shirt. Hot tears rolled down your face, soaking Niall’s shirt. He held you until your breath steadied, and you relaxed.

“I love you,” Niall quietly said, pressing his lips to your forehead.

Written by Angel

#Niall Horan #Niall Horan fanfiction #Niall Horan imagines #Niall Horan fanfic #Niall Horan drabbles #Niall Horan preferences #One Direction #One Direction fanfiction #One Direction imagines #One Direction fanfic #One Direction drabbles #One Direction preferences #1D #1D fanfiction #1D imagines #1D fanfic #1D drabbles #1D preferences #Harry Styles #Liam Payne #Louis Tomlinson #betweenuspreferences

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Can you do one of them finding out their kids are doing drugs?

Are you talking soft drugs, like marijuana, or hard drugs, like heroin or cocaine?

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#39 Another Boy Makes You Cry

Harry Styles

Niall Horan

Louis Tomlinson

Liam Payne

#Harry Styles #Niall Horan #Louis Tomlinson #Liam Payne

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#39-Another Boy Makes You Cry (Harry/Liam)

You sat in the hotel room that you were sharing with Harry, waiting for him to come back from their pre concert practice. You heard a knock on the door, and glanced up from your spot on the bed, surprised. Making your way over to the door, you looked through the peephole, and saw Liam there.

“What’s up?” You inquired, opening the door.

“Harry asked me to see if you wanted to come to the stadium early,” Liam said.  

“Yeah, sure,” You replied. “Just let me get changed really quickly.”

You ducked into the bathroom, changing into the outfit that you were going to wear to the concert tonight.

“That’s what you’re going to wear?” Liam asked, his eyebrows raised.

“Yes. What’s wrong with it?” You inquired.

“Look….you look like a tart. People are starting to talk. You’re bad for the band's image, (Y/N),” Liam replied.

“What….how could you say that to me, Liam?” You quietly said, your brow furrowed.

“I’m only telling you what everyone is thinking. If you really care about Harry, you’ll start to dress better,” Liam replied.

“Get out,” You snapped.

“(Y/N)-” Liam started to say.

“Get out!” You angrily said. “And you can tell Harry I’m not going to the concert tonight, or another one, ever,”

You slammed the door, throwing the deadbolt for good measure. You stood there for a moment, chest heaving, before kicking off your shoes and going to lie on your bed. You wrapped your arms around a pillow, burying your face in it and bursting into tears. What Liam had said hurt, but it had also made you angry. You’d done nothing but support the band, done nothing but support Harry. You cried until it felt like there were no tears left, and then lay there, staying at the ceiling. The shadows in the room changed, until the sky darkened and the moon rose.

After a few hours, you stood, and changed into your pajamas. You removed the deadbolt from the door, and crawled under the covers.

“Love?” Harry quietly said, stepping into the room. You stayed quiet, and he sighed softly, before heading in the direction of the shower. You listened as the shower started, drifting off to sleep to the sound of the water hitting the tiles.

Written by Angel

#Harry Styles #Harry Styles fanfiction #Harry Styles fanfic #Harry Styles drabbles #Harry Styles imagines #Harry Styles preferences #One Direction #One Direction fanfiction #One Direction fanfic #One Direction drabbles #One Direction imagines #One Direction preferences #1D #1D fanfiction #1D fanfic #1D drabbles #1D imagines #1D preferences #Liam Payne #Louis Tomlinson #Niall Horan

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I AM LOVING YOUR IMAGINATIONS OMGGGG!!!!

Thank you! This seriously makes my day.

-Angel

#asks #anonymous #answered