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you're in a relationship with him,but you fall inlove with another lad..

Niall & Liam: "I can't do this anymore, Niall," You push his hands away from your hips and shake your head. "Oh...okay...we don't have to...we can just watch TV or somethin'" he replies, a bit surprised. That Irish accent. That Irish accent you love. Loved. Past tense. "Niall, I don't mean..this," you put your face in your hands and sigh. "I mean...US." He looks confused and he puts his arm on your shoulders. "Don't say that! Everything's going so well...I thought, I thought...we were in love?" he stammers. You take his arm off of your shoulders and squeeze his hand. "I don't love you, Niall. I'm so sorry, I wanted this to work....I wanted you to be the boy I read about in magazines. I wanted my dreams and fairy tales to be real life with you, but you're not the boy I thought you were. You, in real life, is not you in interviews and TV clips..." you trail off and twirl the bracelet on your wrist. "You're an amazing lad...but you're not what I need. Who I need...I think I love someone else." He says nothing, his eyes just fill with tears and his face dons a hurt expression. "Someone else?" he chokes. "Niall, I'm just not...I'm not as carefree as you are, I'm not the girl you need. You're not the boy I need. We just don't...balance each other out quite right..." you explain, tears sliding down your cheeks. "Someone else?" he repeats. "Yes...I haven't...We haven't done anything, I just...I don't want to hurt you. He doesn't want to hurt you. We both care about you, I..." he cuts you off, angry tears sliding down his red cheeks. "Who?" You sigh and look down at your hands. "Liam. Liam Payne." Your words hit Niall like a slap in the face. One of his best friends. "I get that you and I aren't meant to be, but...how could you have fallen in love with him and not told me sooner?" he looks betrayed, hurt. "I just didn't know how. I just didn't want to break your heart, but I did. I'm so sorry, Niall. I love you, I'll always love you. Just not the way you want me to." Niall nods, wiping his eyes. "It's fine. I'll move on. It's just going to take some getting used to...you and Liam..." he shakes his head in disbelief, patting your knee with a friendliness, rather than a sign of affection. 

Zayn & Harry: "You've spent the last two days texting Harry, you constantly compare me to him, am I not enough?" Zayn sighs exasperatedly, perching on the edge of the table across from where you sit. "No! You're good enough. More than good enough. I just..." you decide it's finally time to confess how you've been feeling. "I love you, Zayn. But it's another kind of love. I thought you were what I needed. Who I needed. But you aren't." His face shows no emotion. Numb. "Every second we had together. Every moment. Every kiss. It was real. But it lacked passion, that spark. So, I just kept trying to fit you into a cookie cutter mold of the guy I need," you continue. "But I didn't fit, did I?" he sighs, running his hand through his hair. "Harry did." You nod slowly, blinking back tears. "We're just too different. Harry is just...I've fallen in love with him. I tried to mend you into the guy I wanted, when the guy I really wanted was right beside you all along." Zayn sniffs and nods in understanding. "I appreciate your honesty," he says, void of emotion. "I can't say I'm not hurt, I can't say I completely forgive you, but I can say I understand. I understand that love is a complicated thing. I just wish it would've worked out for us." He gets up and pats your arm softly. 

Louis & Josh: "You're in love with JOSH? How could you be? You barely know him?" Louis looks hurt at your confession and he steps back, almost as if you'd slapped him. "I do NOT barely know him. I've known him since we were little. I never meant to fall in love with him, Lou. What we had was real..." you trail off, eyes filling with tears. "Yeah, very real. Pretending to love me while you pine away for Josh, the God damn drummer," he rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. "What we had was not pretend! I did love you, Louis! But it got harder and harder to love you when you're so much like me! You've got so much attitude, sass..." you try to explain yourself. "You're the boy version of me! I can't handle that. I need someone different. Josh is just, what's best for me right now. I'm sorry I hadn't told you sooner. We just aren't cut out for each other." Louis tries to stay angry, but he can't be. When you'd both first met there'd been a connection, a spark. But as you both got closer, the spark faded and it felt as if you were both growing apart. "Whatever. It's fine. You can't help true love," he eyes Harry who's a few feet away tying his shoe and looks back at you. "If Josh is who you love, so be it. Just don't expect me to pretend everything's going to be good between us. It'll take time to forgive you," he sighs. "I know. I don't blame you," you says softly. You hug him awkwardly, but feel relief, finally being able to be with the one you truly love. Josh Devine.