♡One direction preferences♡

♡ #1. He makes you feel insecure.♡

Harry:

A huge smile curved your lips as you walked into the house. You just got home from your first meeting with the local modeling agency. A couple weeks ago you went in for a test photo-shoot and this meeting was to talk about your pictures. They loved your pictures and said they wanted to sign you that day. You were floored. After being told almost every day by your best friend (Taylor Swift) well ex best friend that you weren't pretty enough to be a model, you didn't expect this meeting to go very well. Of course you told them you wanted to talk to your boyfriend about it first. You knew Harry would support you 100% no matter what but you still wanted to know what he thought. You shut the door quietly when you heard him talking on the phone. You didn't want to disturb him so you were about to head upstairs but then you heard your name. You giggled as you walked towards the kitchen where he was talking and you hid behind the door so you could listen.

"Yeah she's there now." He said to whomever he was on the phone with. "Yeah she'll probably be home within the hour."

You smiled as he talked about being at your meeting but then just like that your smile was wiped off your face when you heard what he said next.

"No I saw her pictures." He sighed running his hands through his curls. "No I mean I like them but do I think they're "model" worthy probably not. I mean I think Taylor had the right idea saying she would never make it as a model."

You covered your mouth tears filling your eyes instantly. You knew it. You knew you weren't pretty enough and he just proved it. You turned around and headed straight back out the door. You were going straight back to that agency and turning down the offer. You couldn't believe you thought you were pretty enough when your own boyfriend didn't think you were. Tears streamed down your face as you drove back towards the agency. You didn't know if you were crying because you were hurt about what he said or if you felt stupid to actually think you were pretty enough to be a model.

An hour later.

You walked back in the house and shut the door. You cried all the way home after turning down the contract. They were so confused as to why you didn't take it but you knew deep down in your heart to was the right thing to do. Harry must have heard the door shut because he was instantly by your side a smile curving his lip. You wanted to slap that smile off his face but you were too upset to even care.

"How did it go?" He asked curious.

"It went good." You smiled nodded. "They actually offered me a contract."

Before you could say anything else Harry wrapped his arms around your waist, picked you up and spun you around. He kissed you softly and even though you were really pissed off/hurt you kissed him back. He put you back down on the ground and said, "Baby girl that's amazing. I'm so proud of you. I knew you could do it. Now go upstairs and dress up really pretty. We're going out to celebrate."

"That won't be necessary." You shrugged watching him closely.

He cocked his eyebrow at you and said, "Babe you just got a modeling job for one of the best companies in England, why would you not want to celebrate?"

"Because." You whispered tears filling your eyes. "I turned them down."

"You what?" He asked shocked.

"You heard me." You yelled getting mad. "I turned them down."

"But why?" He questioned totally lost. "This has been your dream since you were a little girl."

"I don't want a job out of pity." You said biting your lip. "Plus I mean Taylor had the right idea saying I would never make it as a model right?"