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Your daughter goes shopping and he doesn’t like the clothes she picks
Harry: You, your 15 year old daughter Darcy, and your husband Harry were all out shopping. Darcy wanted to go into a more girly store, but Harry didn’t. “Here I’ll take Darcy to the store she wants to go to, and you can go to the one you want to. Then we can just meet here when were done,” you suggested. “Sounds good,” Harry agreed. You went your separate ways and finally made it to Darcy’s favorite store. You were both just browsing around when she came across a pair of jeans and a top that she really wanted. “Please mom?! This is soo cute!” She pleaded. You easily gave in, because it was a very cute outfit. You paid and left the store, making your way back to the spot you were meeting Harry at. He wasn’t there, so you decided to call him, “Hey were done shopping, are you almost done?” You asked. “Yeah I’m checking out no-oh my god that’s a cute scarf! Oh but erm yeah I’ll be there shortly,” He said, trying to cover up his diva moment. “Okay see you here,” You said and hung up. You saw Harry making his way over to the bench you and Darcy were sitting on and he set down his bags. “Okay show me whatcha got!” He said eagerly. Darcy pulled out the top and jeans she got and Harry gave it a disgusted look. “Oh dear Gucci, SECURITY! SECURITY! WE HAVE A BASIC BITCH ON THE LOOSE HELP HELP!” He screeched, flailing his arms. “There is no way in Juicy Couture you are wearing that ratchet outfit oh MY GAWD!” He screamed as he took the outfit from her hands and threw it on the ground, causing it to burst into pink flames. He did a backflip off the balcony, landing in a full split as dolphins leaped over him.
Niall: “Mommm, can we plleeasseee go to Forever21?” whined your 13 year old daughter Jessica. “Ask your father,” you told her. “Dad can we go into Forever21?” she asked. He looked up from his diamond studded phone (yep still texting his bitches), “Uh yeah sure whatever,” he replied, looking back down. “Yes!” She shouted with glee. You, Niall, and Jessica had been doing some back to school shopping at the mall and Jessica wanted to go into her favorite store. You all made your way to Forever21 and Jessica eagerly walked in, dashing to the nearest rack while Niall sat down on a bench. You helped her pick out a few items and it was time to try them on. “Hey Ni, Jess is gonna go try these on,” you said, pointing to the clothes Jessica had in her arms. Niall nodded his head and you made your way to the dressing rooms with your daughter. Jessica put on the first outfit she had picked and walked out of the dressing room. “You look beautiful!” you exclaimed. “Let me go get your father,” you said making your way out of the room and over to Niall. “Hey babe come see what Jess picked out, it’s adorable!” You said grabbing his hand and pulling him up. “I’ll be the judge of that,” he muttered, strutting to the dressing rooms. As soon as he saw Jessica his hands shot up to his mouth, “JESSICA ALICE HORAN WHAT IN VERSACE’S NAME ARE YOU WEARING?!” He shrieked. “It’s the outfit I picked out?” Jessica said, confused. “Umm, HELL NO. This is one of the most ratchet monstrosities I’ve ever laid my twerkin’ EYES on! I gave you all those Vogue magazines for a reason Jessica!” He screamed, while skipping out of the dressing rooms. “In fact, this whole STORE is ratchet!” he exclaimed, “made for only the basic of all basic bitches!” He then began to blow fire kisses at every rack, causing them to burst into pink flames. “I am the queen!” He screeched, twerking out of the store leaving a trail of sequins.
Liam: You and your husband Liam were watching TV one night, while your 18 year old daughter Ashley went shopping with her friends. You heard a car door shut outside and turned to Liam, “I think she’s home!” You said with a smile. Ashley opened the door and walked inside, “Hi mom, Hi dad!” She exclaimed. “Hey sweetie, how was shopping?” You asked her. “It was great! I got the cutest jeans! Look!” She said happily, pulling the jeans out of the bag. “Oh those are cute!” You agreed, turning to Liam about to ask him what he thought of them, but stopped when you saw him shaking. “Liam, are you okay?” You asked him with concern. “A-Ashley, get those out of this house right now,” he squeaked. “Why what’s wrong with them?” She asked him with sass, she definitely got that from her father. He shot off the couch, “what’s NOT wrong with them! Look at these, they are hideous! There are so last season and they aren’t even bedazzled!” he shrieked. “This is too much for me,” he said picking up his phone. “Hey Twerk Queen, its Sparkle, yes you need to get here pronto,” he said hanging up the phone. Just then Twerk Queen Tomlinson came bursting through the walls on a tiger. He hopped off, strutting over to where you three were, heals clacking the whole way. “I got here just in time,” he said snatching the jeans and ripping them in half, setting them on fire with his diva touch.
Louis: You and your 14 year old daughter Ellie were out doing some shopping. When you were done, you both had a pretty decent amount of bags. Ellie was so excited to go home and put on her new clothes, so when you both walked into the house she immediately ran to the bathroom to put on some jeans and a top she got. You walked over to your husband Louis was brushing your Pomeranian, Prada. “Hey I got you a double chocolate chip Frappuccino,” you told him, knowing those were his fave. “Tanks boo, set it on the table please,” he replied with a smile. You set it down on a coaster, knowing Louis would flip if you didn’t. He would literally do backflips if you didn’t, you know this from past experiences. Louis put Prada on the floor and turned to you, “so how was shopping?” he asked. “It was really good! She got some really cute clothes,” you replied. “Good,” he said grabbing the drink and taking a sip. “Alright here’s the first outfit,” Ellie called coming out of the bathroom and over to you two. Louis choked on his drink and turned to you, “why in the name of Dolce & Gabbana would you let her get that?” He asked you with a disgusted look on his face. “Because it’s cute Louis,” you said back. He chuckled, “you have GOT to be kidding me, look at those jeans. You really think one could twerk in those?” He sassily asked you. “Well I don’t want her to twerk!” You yelled. That made Louis lose it, “THIS IS A TWERKING HOUSEHOLD. REFUSE TO LET ANY OF YOU BECOME BASIC NON TWERKING BITCHES. I cannot even deal right now, come on Prada, were going out.” He screeched, picking up the pup and twerking away before he stopped. “Almost forgot this,” he said, reaching for his Frappuccino. He then resumed his twerking with the dog and drink in both hands.
Zayn: Your 16 year old daughter Haley had been begging you to take her shopping for a while now, so you finally gave in. You were about to leave so you went to tell your husband Zayn where you were going. When you approached the bedroom, he was laying on the bed reading on of Haley’s Seventeen magazines. “Hey Zayn, I’m taking Haley out to do some shopping,” you told him. “Oh shit,” he cursed quickly hiding the magazine and sitting up, “uh erm how ‘bout I go with you guys?” He said trying to cover up the fact that he was reading Seventeen magazine. “Uh, sure okay were getting ready to leave now so don’t take too long getting ready,” you told him, knowing that he takes a while to get ready. He likes to call it “Princess Preparation”. So about ten minutes later you three hopped into the car and made your way to the mall. “Can we go into Pacsun?!” Haley asked hopefully. Zayn rolled his eyes and sighed, “Haley that store is ratchet.” “But they have really cute clothes and it’s not super expensive,” she reasoned. “Ugh, FINE,” he agreed, stomping to the direction of Pacsun. You three walked into the store and Haley saw a top that immediately caught her attention. “Oh my gosh this is so cute, Dad can I get this?!” She asked with joy. Zayn turned his head to look at the shirt and he slapped it out of her hands. “Haley are you serious?!” He shrieked, “this is an eggplant purple crop top, and according to Seventeen magazine with your olive skin tone and your square face shape, you need to wear something like this,” he said holding up a dark blue collared sleeveless button up top. Haley looked at Zayn with wide eyes, “Dad….are you the one who took my July issue of Seventeen?” She asked with worry. “Ha ha you’re damn RIGHT I did! I am now a fashion diva supastar!” He shouted punching his fist in the air and cartwheeling into the arms of Jeffree Star as he carried him into a horse drawn carriage.
