The boys had been working nonstop on their new album and with the move on top of that, Liam was feeling stressed and sleep deprived by the end of the day. “Y/N, you here babe?” You could tell by the sound of his voice that he was exhausted and tired. With the sound of the front door opening, your heart dropped into your stomach, the heat rising straight to your face. You continued to scrub the stain, it turning from a deep red to a light shade of pink, but still ever present on the fabric. You couldn’t believe how clumsy you had been, knowing better than to walk around with a filled glass of red wine among your newly furnished place. You didn’t expect it to happen the first day you moved in. You told him to get it even though he was wary that it would somehow get stained and ruined. Liam was due home in a few minutes and you knew you weren’t going to hear the end of it if he saw the stain on the rug. You had tripped slightly over the white rug causing the wine from your glass to spill all over the surface. Not even a day after moving into your new place with Liam, you were already ruining things. “Fucking hell.” You mumbled under your breath as you continued to scrub the red liquid out of the white carpet. Liam: “We haven’t even been here a day and things are already going wrong.” My preferences aren’t going to be frequent because I am in the middle of writing a new Harry Styles fanfiction on Wattpad that you all should check out here. Preference #9: You ruin something and he kicks you out (5/5)
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