One Direction Preferences/Imagines

That's It

HARRY: "That's it? Come on, you can sing better than that, Y/N!" Harry complained. He heard you sing in the shower and sang along, freaking you out. You didn't want him to hear you sing because you thought you weren't very good. In reality, you were a great singer and you just doubted yourself. 

"I can't sing, Haz! Never will you ever hear me sing again!" you yelled. 

"Please sing with me? Straight off the plane to a new hotel, just touched down, you could never tell," Harry said. You kept your mouth shut and continued to wash your hair. Harry was pounding on the door and trying to get you to sing. Honestly. his complaints were annoying you, so you sang the rest of his solo.

"A big house party with a crowded kitchen, people talk shh, but we don't listen," you sang along.

In all honesty, Harry thinks your voice is soothing. He loves it when you sing because he loves the happy sensation he feels from your beautiful voice.

NIALL: "That's it? This is pretty easy Niall. I'm gonna be a pro at this, watch and see," you told Niall. Niall was teaching you how to play the guitar and you already mastered 3 chords. You played the G chord, A chord, and the E chord. 

"I'm seeing, but not believing..." Niall teased. 

"Haha, very funny. I bet you I can play my own song and sing," you shot back. It was pretty common for you and Niall to have cute couple fights. Numerous lyrics were running through your head and you were fired up. You were smirking at him and he stuck out his pink tongue at you. He thought you couldn't sing well and you knew that, so you were prepared to ruin his hearing.

"My leprechaun Niall has hairy legs and armpits! He has blue eyes like Gollum! Niall thinks he can play guitar better than me... but I play turdy seven times better," you sang.

The lyrics weren't even that funny but Niall doubled over in laughter. (A/N: Honestly, I don't even like the lyrics I typed.... ) But you were still pretty good at the guitar playing though.

LIAM: "That's it, sweetheart. Good job! You can do it, Elizabeth!" Liam cooed. Liam was helping Elizabeth walk across the room. She was doing a great job at it for her first time. Her laughter filled the room after Liam made a funny face at her. You were filming the whole thing and couldn't wait to show your family.

"Dada, I walking! Mama look!" Elizabeth said. 

You smiled as she walked over to you, her smiling filling up her face. Liam trailed closely behind, making sure your baby didn't fall. You thought to yourself that Liam was such a good dad, and he was such a sweetheart. Liam was very nice to your kids and he treated them right. Elizabeth looked up at your camera and giggled.

"Y/N, I can't believe I taught her! I can't belive it!" Liam said.

"I love you so much, Li," you said.

"I love you too."

LOUIS: "THAT'S IT? YOU'RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE ME FOR YOUR EX? LOUIS?! YOUR EX?" you screamed. You just found out today that Louis was cheating on you with Eleanor. He then told you that he was going to leave you and go back to her because he believed that she treated him better.

"YES, SHE'S MY EX! SHE TREATS ME MUCH BETTER THAN YOU DO!" Louis yelled.

"Oh really, now? I sent you packages when you were on tour. I helped you when you were feeling down or if you were sick. I took care of you. I bought you the things you wanted. I loved you. Why did I ever care for you?" you asked. 

Louis took what you said into consideration and put down his suitcase. He glanced at your tired face and just cried. "Y/N, I'm sorry. I was so stupid... I  didn't realize how much you've done for me. I-" 

"Shh, calm down, Lou. Stay here. Let's talk about his over a cup of tea, babe," you whispered in his ear. 

Louis calmed down and let you lead him in the kitchen and talk about what was in his mind. In the end, Louis decided that he was going to stay with you and never try to leave you again.

ZAYN: "That's it, Y/N. Don't shake your hand. Hold on to the can tightly and don't move the rest of your body," Zayn instructed. Zayn was teaching you the basics of graffiti art in his 'graffiti room' in his house. 

"Okay, thanks," you mumbled in concentration. 

Your hand tightly grasped the can of red spray-paint as you tried to paint Iron Man. Iron Man was your favorite super hero since you were a child. You finished the red in his suit and moved on to the gold. Your hand twitched a bit and you spray-painted off to the side and ruined your picture.

"Damn it! It was turning out great already," you complained. 

"It's alright, boo. It takes practice. Why don't you help me finish mine and then I'll help fix yours, yeah?"

You agreed and helped Zayn perfect a picture of Batman and the Joker. Zayn fixed your painting and Iron Man looked amazing... like always.

A/N: I'm a huge Marvel fan:P I love Iron Man, as well as the other super heroes, so that's why I included him in this pref.