One Direction Preferences

168. One of the other boys makes you feel insecure

Harry:

Today was the day you were meeting the four most important boys in your boyfriends life, practically his brothers…you had better not mess this up. You got out of your car and knocked 4 times on the door. Harry answered the door and invited you in, 4 other smiling faces waiting to meet you. “Looks like you ran out of models?” Niall asked Harry quietly, hoping you wouldn’t hear. ”Excuse me?” You said. “Nothing” Niall said. “No, what did you say?” You asked simply. Niall looked at you nervously, “I asked if he ran out of models” Niall said. Harry gave you a ‘sorry’ look. “And what do you mean by that? What I’m not pretty enough for him or something?” You asked crossing your arms and raising your eyebrows. “I swear I’m not trying to be rude it’s just that usually Harry’s with these tall, super skinny, model type girls and it’s good to see him with an average girl.” Niall went on, trying to redeem himself. “Woah, (Y/N) is not just some average girl she’s exceptional and-” Harry started. “-oh I know, you’re really pretty just…you’re not like you know… you know what I mean right?” Niall said. “Um…ok Niall maybe we should just start over ok, because you’re not making such a good first impression right now…” You said giggling slightly. “That sounds like a good idea. I’m sorry…. I’m Niall, and you are?” He asked. “I’m (Y/N)” you replied.

Liam:

You walked through the door of your flat and were surprised to find not only Liam, but Zayn and Harry too. “Hey Li- oh hey everyone” you said smiling at the unexpected company. “Hey love, I hope you don’t mind I invited them over while you were shopping” Liam said as you greeted him with a quick kiss. “Not at all” you smiled. You had just been to the mall looking for the perfect dress to wear to a fancy dinner with Liam. “Did you find a dress?” Liam asked. “Yes! I saw the perfect one, but they didn’t have it in medium” you frowned. “Medium? Couldn’t you just squeeze into a small?” Harry said, if was as if he didn’t realize he had said it out loud. You gave him a hurt and puzzled look. You could tell Zayn and Liam were in just as much shock as you were. “Um no I can’t, actually I have to squeeze into a medium.” You said flatly, not quite sure how to react. Liam looked at Harry and punched him in the arm. “Umph” Harry groaned. He now seemed to realize why what he said was so offensive. “Wait no, (Y/N) I - I mean- I didn’t mean it like that! I-I’m sorry” Harry said stumbling over his words. You nodded and forgave him a bit too quickly, you said it was ok but on the inside you were still upset. “And that’s why you don’t have a girlfriend Harry” Zayn sighed.

Louis:

You were born and raised in America so you celebrated Thanksgiving; it was your favorite holiday. Unfortunately you weren’t able to fly home and celebrate with your family back home, so you asked Louis to invite the boys over for Thanksgiving dinner. You spent over the whole day cooking up a holiday feast for everyone and you were so excited to carry out your Thanksgiving traditions. Once all the boys had gotten to your flat and had settled in, you started to serve the food. Everyone seemed to like the food, but you were the only one who was going for seconds. “You guys don’t want seconds?? Come on everyone’s supposed to eat a lot on Thanksgiving.” You said piling more turkey on your plate. “More?! We don’t wanna get fat” Zayn said. You looked at your plate and put down your fork, “Um ok whatever.” You said anger laced in your voice. You started to clean up the food and called Louis into the kitchen to help you. ”You’re insecure don’t know what for” Louis started to sing quietly, hoping to lighten the mood. “Yes I am insecure and you know what for? Because you’re little friend over there called me fat, that’s ‘what for’!” You whispered angrily. “(Y/N) Zayn didn’t call you fat!” He said. “Yes he did, because I wanted to eat more, I mean we didn’t even have dessert yet!” You said. Louis sighed. “(Y/N) we aren’t American we aren’t used to eating a feast on a random Thursday in November…and I don’t think he meant it like that, because you aren’t fat.” Louis said. “Well I tried to explain how Thanksgiving works…pretty much everyone eats a lot and then they have dessert. Then the next day most people go exercise or they go shopping for Black Friday” you said, a bit more calm now. “Then that’s what we’ll do babe, bring on the dessert” Louis said smiling.

Niall:

You were born and raised in South America, Paraguay to be exact. Spanish was your first language and you had only lived on London for 3 years. That’s where you met your boyfriend Niall and fell in love. Even after 3 years in a English speaking country, you still had trouble with big words and conversations when people were talking fast. One day you Niall and Liam were out for lunch when you saw on the menu it said that the orange juice was “sweet and tangy”. “What does tangy mean?” You wondered aloud. Niall and Liam both chuckled at which you rolled your eyes. “No really, what does it mean?” you asked again. “Jeez (Y/N) I thought you were joking, you really don’t know what it means?” Liam said. You sighed, “No” you said, starting to get annoyed. “Maybe you need to go back to Preschool (Y/N)” Liam said, still laughing. But this time Niall wasn’t. “Actually I think you need to go back to Preschool because you’re acting like a child right now Liam, English is not my first language so sorry if I don’t know every word that you do. If you went to my country you wouldn’t last a day there so don’t even try to tell me I’m stupid” you said angrily, then walking right out of the restaurant and catching to cab to a different restaurant which had your favorite kind of food from Paraguay.

Zayn:

You were always pretty daring when it came to the outfits you decided to wear, it was just your style. You liked weird, quirky things that you knew no one else would have. Today you were wearing lilac tights, with black high-waisted shorts, and then you had a plain blue t-shirt, and black combat boots. Zayn always said he loved your crazy style but a lot of people, including the fans, would make fun of you for it. Today Louis had asked you to help him shop for Eleanor, since her birthday was coming up soon. When he got to your flat to pick you up, he looked you up and down and gave you a puzzled look. “What, is it wacky tacky day?” he said. “What do you mean?” You asked. “Your outfit! It looks like we might have to do some shopping for you too (Y/N), you could used some better clothes.” Louis said. With that you simply slammed the door in his face. He immediately knocked on the door again. “Yes?” you said opening the door. “What the hell was that for?!” he almost yelled. “You just insulted me about something I already get enough hate about, and now you expect me to help you? I don’t think so, shop for El by yourself.” You said starting to close the door again.