One direction interracial preferences(Completed)

You both have a fight(Niall)

Sorry it sucked guys in having a headache, so sorry about this sucky chapter I promise I'll make it up to yall

The boys were doing a performance for the Victoria Secret fashion show, and you were one of the models. You were dressed in pink lingerie with a long pink skirt to cover your bottom. You were currently in your dressing room when you heard a knock at the door

"Come in" you said as you ran a hand softly through your flat ironed hair, Niall had came in your dressing room, he walked to you nervously while fiddling with his thumbs.

"What's wrong Nialler?" You asked as you made your way over to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, he sighed and said quietly

"I just don't like the way the guys are going to be looking at your body...especially Harry. So can you please not do this part of the show?"you looked at him like he was crazy and said

"I have to do it Niall it's my job it's my career, when you go to shows and I see girls throwing themselves at you and their underwear I don't say a thing about it. I support you...so why can't you support me?!" You moved away from him and went back to fixing your outfit for the show, he was quiet for a while and then he spoke up; annoyance clear in his voice

"But at least I'm not half naked on stage!" You turned around and your face twisted into a mean scowl

"Are you trying to call me a hoe?! I motherfucking know this nigga ain't finna call me a hoe!" You said as you threw your hands up in the air, Niall's face was red with anger and he was breathing rapidly

"Maybe I am calling you a hoe! Because it seems that you just want everyone to stare at your boobs and ass everywhere you go! So yea I am calling you a slut!"He screamed as he started to run his hands wildly through his hair, you shook your head and said

"Get the fuck out!"

"No!"

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" You screamed loudly as you opened the door and shoved him forcefully out, you them slammed your door shut and locked it. Your back was to the door and you slowly slid down it while sobbing loudly, you fell to the ground and put your head in your hands. Not caring that your makeup was getting messed up, you say there and cried your broken heart out.