A/N: I finally got this finished. To make it extra special for being almost a month late - I made it more intense, and plot twisting. Yeah, most people would use ex girlfriends, or old flames, but I’m using plot twists - that are common too - to help make it more creative and longer, because I an truly sorry for being late. I promise, I’ll make sure to get all 5 done at once. But for now, enjoy the drama filled preference.
“Zayn?” You questionably yelled as you stepped into the airport. “Y/N?” That was not your boyfriend. “Huh, Liam? What are you doing here? Wasn’t Zayn supposed to pick me up?” You questioned Liam. Zayn promised he would pick you up when you arrived for your small visit during their North American lag of the world tour. “He, um, he was busy?” Liam stuttered out questionably. “Liam, what the fuck is going on?” You questioned, a little too harsh. “He’s, uh, I can’t explain it, I’ll explain it on the way to the hotel.” Liam muttered. *At the hotel* “So, Liam, what is it that you had to-“ You were cut short. “Ah, fuck! Fuck! Oh my. Mmm!” You heard moans when you reached the boys floor. “Please tell me that is Niall or Harry getting laid. Or that El is here. If that is-“ You were cut off again. “Zayn, uh, ah, Zayyyn!” You heard the girl moan. “You little fu-“ Liam cut you off. “Y/N, shh, Zayn is just, I don’t know, he’s been quiet lately.” Liam looked at his feet, shifting every word. “He is dead meat Payne. I don’t care if you need that 5th member, I will kill him, personally.” You glared at the door in front of you, where the moans were coming from. “Shh, keep it down, my band mates-“ You heard Zayn say before you barged in. “Lock the fucking door will you Malik!” You growled. “Some of us are trying to sleep here.” You glared at the girl beneath your, soon to be ex-boyfriend. “Uh, hey Y/N?” Zayn stuttered, obviously still on top of the girl. “Hey Y/N.” The girl mumbled. You knew that voice, obviously Zayn was not cheating you with his ex, it was worse, one of your, old, best friends. “You bitch!” You roared at your ex best friend. “You knew I loved him, yes Zayn loved, hence, you decided to fuck my ex best friend!” You yelled, not loud, but loud enough to get the point across. “But, Y.N-“ Zayn began talking, but you told him to stop talking. “No Zayn, you’re in One Direction, I understand that, but that doesn’t mean that you can just go off and fuck anyone because your girlfriend doesn’t fulfil your ‘needs’ you ass.” You glared at Zayn, obviously, he would be dead if looks could kills. “I know, I’m an asshole-“ Zayn started, but this time, it wasn’t you that cut him off. “Zayn, I’m your best mate, and you and Y/N have been together 6 months, and this is what you do? Zayn, you are most definitely an asshole now. Honestly, you were faithful to Perrie, she was lovely, yes, but what did Y/N do to deserve this?” Liam questioned. “Be-because my best mate is in love with her, okay?!” Zayn sighed after his little shout. “Wait, what?” You asked. “Are you fucking kidding me?! You fucked another girl because one of your band mates is ‘in love’ with me? Really Malik?” You raised an eyebrow at your idiot ex. “Oh, and a final note to that rant, you’re an idiot, and I’m glad to say this – we’re over.” You blew out a huff. “I’m an idiot, yes, and I loved you, but, I, I fell out of love. I know it’s stupid to say, but, my mate can treat you better than I can.” Zayn sighed. “If he’s so in love with me, why isn’t he saying it now, huh, Zayn?” You questioned. “It’s me.” You turned, to a stuttered voice, and no – it was not Liam. “I’m, uh, fuck. Okay, I’m sorry you’re finding out because Zayn is an ass – no offence mate – but I am, I just, I love you, okay?” One of your best mates, Niall Horan, hmm, did not see that coming. “Niall, I love you Niall, but for now, I just, I can’t be in a relationship.” You backed out of the hotel room, quickly kissing Niall on the cheek. “I’m sorry guys, I’ll just fly back.” You muttered. “Whoa- Y/N?” You heard Louis and Harry in unison. “Hi guys, bye guys.” You waved the two off. “What are you doing? Didn’t you just get here?” Harry asked. “Yeah, and I’m going, nice seeing you guys, I’ll see you, well, I don’t know, you can keep in contact.” You waved again, and walked away.
“Hey Harry, I haven’t heard from Louis, I really need to talk to him.” You rambled over phone to Harry. You were grinning, hoping to tell Louis the news. They just got back from their break of the tour, and you had news to tell Louis, but he has not answered his phone. “He lost his phone somewhere Y/N.” Harry said quickly. “Oh, well, is he there?” You asked. “Yeah, I’ll get him.” Harry said. You heard a mattress move, and feet shuffle across floors. You could hear Harry asking Louis if he was busy or not. Louis took the phone. “Hello?” You heard your boyfriend’s confused, and morning, voice speak. “Hey Lou, I’ve been trying to contact you, I’ve got news and I really need to tell you.” You said into the phone. “Oh, well, is it okay over phone, or is in person better?” Louis asked. “I’d prefer person, but over phone is okay.” You shrugged to yourself. “Oh, well, you can tell me love.” Louis said. “Well, Lou I’m-“ You were saying until Louis quickly cut you off. “Oh love, someone’s at the door, I’m just going to answer it, okay?” Louis said. “Okay.” You replied, and just nodded your head to yourself. “Hey Harry’s not- Jessica?!” Louis shouted. “What are you doing here?” You could hear Louis’ voice hiss. “I’m here to bring your phone back baby, some bitch named Y/N was calling you like 500 times.” This ‘Jessica’ girl said. Hey, you thought, I did not call him 500 times; it was about five until you stopped. “Hey that ‘bitch’ happens to be my girlfriend.” Louis hissed. “Well, I seem to remember, a week ago, you were single. So, are you a cheater, or were you two on a break?” Jessica asked. “We, we, we were together.” Louis hesitantly said. “Well, you could tell her – she’s missing a lot if you’re always that good in bed.” You could hear the smirk in that voice. “Well, actually-“ Louis started. “I’m on the phone you asshole.” You hissed at both of them. “And I want to know what happened.” You shouted into the phone. “Well, I, I’m sorry, I cheated, I’m a cheater, I didn’t intend to, I just, I don’t know, my mind wandered, and it took be to a bad place.” Louis rambled sadly. “Well, you ruined my fucking surprise. Okay. You know what, I’ll come out with it, but after the surprise, I’ll make sure you are not my boyfriend. Deal Tommo?” You said darkly. “Deal.” Louis said, and you could hear the gulp in his throat. “Well, Louis William Tomlinson, you better prepare to be a dad, because your ex is currently pregnant. Asshole.” You said and hung up on Louis. You sighed to yourself, about 3 months ago, it was March, and well, obviously you and Louis had sex, but Louis being an idiot – forgot the condom. Now, you are stuck with a baby and a cheating ex. *One week later*
“Y/N, I’m sorry that I was an idiot – no, am an idiot. I love you, but I guess I should say – not as much as I used to. We were falling apart, we both saw that. I did not intend to cheat, but, my mental side was messed up at the thought of us drifting apart, it thought we were drifted apart. Now, I am single, and I do not care if we are not dating, I will help you with this child. I will make sure you guys have a nice house, money, toys, clothes, everything. I am truly sorry, and I know it’s not true in the way I’d love to think, but, I love you Y/N.”
You smiled at the letter, and flowers, Louis sent you. The boys Skyped you, without Louis – for now.
Harry, Niall + Liam's part.