One Direction Preferences

Being Short

Being Short

Harry: Being shorter than Harry meant he towered over you like a giant. Not that you minded that in any way, though — it made him seem like your protector. All he needed was a sword. In the beginning of your relationship, the media used to joke about you being his shadow. One, because of your size, and two, because you were always by Harry's side. All traces of this disappeared after they knew you were staying for good, though. Being shorter than Harry also meant that he gave up his position as little spoon. You fit so perfectly into his arms, and now one of his favourite things was feeling your back against his chest. Even though you always felt insecure, since Harry was always seen out with tall, long-legged models before you, He never failed to remind you about how he'd never trade you for the world and all its' worth.

Liam: Liam was always looking for mischief and trouble to cause. And so when the two of you decided to live together under the same roof, he made sure to choose the house with cabinets that were too high for your reach. He even bought a nice wooden step stool that fit nicely under the sink for you when you had to grab things from the kitchen. Since the two of you were always messing about in the kitchen, he made sure to keep all the essentials in those cabinets, and you'd always have to ask for his help or bring out the step stool. It was such a chore for you, but Liam loved teasing you about your height, all in good fun. The two of you were like the ultimate domestic husband-and-wife team, and later on in your relationship, you were on Celebrity Masterchef, more for the laughs than for the actual prize.

Louis: Louis was the butt of all jokes amongst fans, since he had such a small frame. So, inevitably, when you were by his side, he loved it. You were just a little bit shorter than him, but it made him feel so much more confident about himself. He loved wrapping his arms around your torso from behind, leaving kisses in your hair. Whenever the two of you went for a night out, it always amused you as your drunk boyfriend reminded you of a reindeer for some reason, taking shots with strangers as his nose turned red. Those nights would always end in him laughing for no reason and giggling like a schoolgirl, sitting in your bed where you'd be tracing his tattoos along his collarbone. The next morning, you'd find that the two of you had drunkenly posted stupid selfies and videos of you waltzing to Green Day.

Niall: Your height was always used to Niall's advantage. You were always dragged along to golf games and he'd purposely make you the designated golf cart driver, knowing that it was difficult sometimes for your feet to reach the pedals. When your shots would fail because your club was too long for your body, he'd stand behind you, hands on yours as he guided your swing perfectly, mumbling in your ear about how reaching the fairway would be good enough, before kissing your cheek and telling you to give it another try. And whenever you managed to get a good shot, he'd hold up his golf club like he just won a prize, his arm hooking around your waist as he pulled you in for a quick peck on your lips, much to the annoyance of the golfers waiting to tee off because of how long the two of you took.