One Direction Imagines

Just Random Imagines For All One Direction Fans c:


39. You Fight (GIF Version)


"Why are you being such a bitch right now?" Liam screamed at me. All because I didn’t want to go out.

"Please, stop." I sobbed.

"Why should I?"

"There’s so much going on in my head right now. I- I can’t do this." I said, getting up.

"Like what?" He said calming down.

"The fact that I’m pregnant." I said, letting the anger get to me.

Liam’s face flushed of color.

"Are you serious?" He asked, sounding happy. I nodded my head, he picked me up in his arms and spun me around.

"I’m going to be a dad!"


"I’m going out with the boys!" Niall said walking by me as I watch T.V.

He leaned in to kiss me but I leaned away.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You leave for tour tomorrow, I thought you’d like to to spend some time with your girlfriend." I explained.

"Why would I? I don’t want to sit here doing nothing on my last free day." He sassed back.

"Well you will see the boys on tour. You won’t see me." I said, tears threatening to fall.

"I have been with you my whole break!" He yelled.

"YOUR BREAK WAS 6 WEEKS LONG! YOUR TOUR IS ALMOST A YEAR!" I screamed, tears now freely falling down my face.

"So?!" He screamed back.

"You don’t understand," I said, barely above a whisper. He opened his mouth to speak but I continued.

"The stress of sitting in this lonely house. All by myself for months at a time. Having to keep up with the bills. Crying. I feel like giving up."

Niall began crying.

"Please don’t leave me princess. I won’t leave. I will stay with you all night. I love you."

"I love you too Ni." I said as I kissed the life out of him.


"I gave up everything for you!" I screamed at Harry.

"If anyone gave up anything it was me!" He screamed back. By now I had forgotten how this fight even started.

"What did you give up? I’m the one who gets hate. And then I come home and get screamed at by you!" I yelled.

"You are so worthless! You never do anything!"

That hit me. Hard. I began sobbing.

"They keep saying the hate gets better, that it stops,  but when? It’s not changing anything for me. Their right. I’m worthless. I am." I sobbed.

Harry’s face softened once he realized what he said.

"Baby… I am so sorry. I love you so much. You are not worthless. Oh God. I’m sorry." He said, tears now streaming down his face.

"It’s okay Haz. I love you too."


I was so excited.

Zayn was finally coming home.

I was thinking about all the stuff we were going to do but was interrupted by my phone.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey babe." I automatically recognized the voice as Zayn.

"Hey! I didn’t know it was you. I can’t wait to see you!"

"Uh yeah. About that, I’m not coming home today."

"W-What do you mean?" I felt myself almost begin to cry.

"The tour is going another six months. Isn’t that great?" He said.

"No. Don’t you miss me? I was so excited to see you." I said, tears now silently falling.

"Can’t you just be happy for me for once?!" He snapped.

"I’m always happy for you!"

"Apparently not!" He yelled back.

"I’m sorry." I took a breath. By now you can hear me cry. "I just miss you." I hung up.

I then curled up in Zayn and I’s bed before bawling.

Not even twenty minutes later, I heard someone coming into the front door.

I was crying so hard that I didn’t even care.

When I felt arms wrap around my waist is when I began panicking. But I was quickly reassured by Zayn whispering in my ear.

"I’m sorry."

I whipped around.

"What about your tour?" I spit the word out with venom.

"I spoke with management. They understood. The whole band gets a six month break." He answered.

"I love you so much." I said.

"I love you too."


I woke up at about ten in the morning with the biggest smile on my face.

I don’t know why. I was just so happy. That was until I decided it would be a good idea to go on twitter.

'Ugh your a skank.'


'Go kill youself.'

'You don't deserve Louis you cow.'

It went on and on and on.

My good mood was ruined. The tears were freely streaming down my face. I knew Louis was at the studio so I went ahead and got it out. But I didn’t know Louis was coming home early.

So he came in as I was crying. And he obviously wasn’t in a good mood.

"What’s wrong with you?" He spat at me.

"N-Nothing." I said, trying to ignore his tone as I wiped my eyes.

"It’s the hate isn’t it?" His voice sounded nicer, but boy was I wrong.

I slowly nodded my head.

"Ugh. Are you really stupid enough to still read that shit?" He spat.

That shocked me to the point that I began bawling. I was a strong person but everyone hurts.

"I-I might seem strong Lou but I break. Everybody breaks at some point. Sorry I’m not as perfect as you." I spat the last part.

Louis’ face dawned in realization.

"I-I’m sorry. I just had a really bad day. I didn’t mean to take it out on you."

"It’s okay."

He came over to me and pulled me into his chest and let me cry.

"I love you Lou."

"I love you too (Y/N)."


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