He Asks For Your Hand In Marrige

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by The_Inbetweeners

by The_Inbetweeners

okay, so I have no idea what happened to the last chapter. It just disappeared. So, here's the new chapter. Terribly sorry about that.

Love you fellow Directioners

~Hanna :)

Zayn: He fidgets nervously with his fingers. "I know that you weren't impressed with me when we met the first time sir, but..." Zayn brings his eyes to meet your father's with every ounce of courage he has in him, "I would like to do things right, and ask for (Y/N)'s hand in marriage." A bead of sweat forms on his brow. "I didn't like you because of the tattoos and the fame, but I've realized over the pat year that you are a true gentleman. You will take care of my daughter, and love her with all of you have. I give you my blessing." Zayn looks up astonished at his answer. "Thank you so much sir." He stretches out his hand for a firm handshake.

Liam: "You know that I've been waiting for this conversation for years now Liam." Your father nudges Liam's shoulder. The Payne family has been your neighbors for as long as you can remember, but Liam and you didn't start dating until three years ago. Everyone in town supported your relationship. "I know what you're going to ask, and my answer is yes." Liam twists the golf club in his hand. "You'll let me marry her?" He looks up into your father's eyes. "Let you? Son, your parents and I have had this planned since you were both in kindergarten!" Liam laughed and hugged your dad. "Thank you Mr. (Y/L/N)."

Harry: "Sir, I promise to treat her right, sir. And sir, I love her to pieces, sir. And sir, I can't picture my life without her sir. You know how it is sir?" Harry nervously puts his hands into his pockets. "Sir, I would like to ask for permission to marry your daughter." Your dad chuckles. "Harry, she's lucky to have you. You're great, and you will be able to support a family, but I swear if you call me sir one more time, I won't let you marry her." Your dad playfully winks, and Harry blushes, "Please call me dad now." Harry nods, "Yes si...I mean Dad."

Louis: "Mrs. (Y/L/N), I know that this is unorthodox, but I think that Mr. (Y/L/N) would want his daughter's husband to have had permission. Mrs. (Y/L/N), I would like to marry your daughter. Will you give me your blessing?" Tears form in your mother's eyes. "I know that (Y/N)'s father would have loved you Louis, and I wish more than anything that he was still alive to know you and witness our daughter marry the man that she loves." Louis wraps your mother's small figure in his arms. "I have your blessing?" She nods, "You have every blessing I have to give."

Niall: "Niall baby, what's wrong?" Niall's face is red, and a cold sweat clings to his forehead. "Are you feeling alright?" He nods, but your father butts in, "Run and find your mother, I need to have a man to man talk with Mr. Horan here." You glance between Niall and you father, and do as your told. "I was the same way when I asked (Y/M/N)'s dad. I thought I would never make it to the wedding." Niall gulps hard. "I have a whole speech planned out, but I think I'll pass out before I can finish it." Your dad lets out a hearty laugh. "I like you Niall. You have my blessing, just know that the day of the wedding is about ten times worse than this, but I have a special potion to help you through it." He opens his suit jacket and pulls out a silver flask. With a smirk on his face, he pats Niall's back. "You'll be fine son."