Niall: You were out at the mall looking for a dress to buy for your sister’s wedding. You had gone to multiple stores looking for the perfect dress but you just couldn’t seem to find one. You walked into one last store and found a very pretty purple dress that fit PERFECTLY! You were so happy and you couldn’t wait to show your boyfriend Niall. “Niall I’m home!” You called when you walked into the flat. “In here (y/n)!” He yelled back. “I wanna see the dress you bought!” he said to you when you walked into the living room. “Okay!” You happily obliged. You went into the bathroom, put on the dress, and walked out. “Soo, what do you think?” You asked. His smile dropped. “Is this some kind of sick joke?” He said looking at the dress. “You don’t like it?” You asked a bit hurt. His eyes widened, “Gurl, that is a muthafukin fashion do not. Got dayum, I thought I taught you better than this?!” He said, his voice getting increasingly higher pitched. “I mean-I thou-”, you started before he cut you off. “No stop I don’t care what you have to say. We’re getting you a new twerktastic dress. Get that out of my sight before I puke. Ew.” He said getting up, grabbing his keys, Gucci handbag, and humming “Hollaback Girl” By Gwen Stefani and sashaying out the door.
Liam: You and Liam were out at the mall doing some shopping. You wanted to go into your favorite store Forever21, but he wanted to go to Gucci (because he’s just werkin’ it like that). “How about, you go to Forever21, I’ll go to Gucci, and we’ll meet back here in..25 minutes?” He suggested. “Okay that sounds good!” You agreed. You both gave a quick peck before going your separate ways. You walked into the store and you were immediately drawn to a dress that caught your eye. You tried it on and it looked gorgeous on you. You still had lots of time to spare so you just walked around the store looking at different articles of clothing. You decided it was time to check out so you went to the checkout counter. “That will be $24.45,” the woman said. You paid and went on your way to meet Liam at your location. You were waiting for about 5 minutes before he came around the corner with about 6 bags, being the diva he was. “Hey babe! Wow you got a lot,” you said when he approached you. “There was a sale, (y/n). I’m not missing out on Gucci sale.” He said with sass. “Anyway what did you get?” He asked. “Oh I just got a dress,” you casually said. “Oh lemme see it gurl!” He said clapping his hands. “Alright,” you said grabbing it out of the bag and handing it to him. He lifted it up and immediately threw it to the ground. “WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?!” He screeched. “It’s a dress!” You responded. “Oh my gawd oh my gawd oh my gawd that is HIDEOUS!” He squealed while jumping and fanning his face. He jumped on the dress and began twerking on it at an alarming speed. You stared at him wide eyed and the dress began to glow pink. It bursted into pink flames shooting glitter everywhere. He grabbed his bags, looked at you and said, “Who’s ready for Claires?!”
Harry: Harry was at dinner waiting for you to get there. You were held back at work and you took a while to get ready, so he decided to go and just wait for you. You recently had bought a new dress for tonight’s date and you wouldn’t let Harry see it, so he was excited to see you. You had just put the finishing touches on your makeup and you were now putting on the dress. You looked in the mirror and you were super pleased with the way you looked. I mean, after all you are the fiercest bitch on planet earth. You made your way to the restaurant and got out of the car. You walked in and saw Harry from afar. You had your coat on so when you walked up to him, he couldn’t see your dress. “Hey babe,” he cooed when you hugged him. “Hi baby,” you said sweetly back. “Can I see your dress?” He said pointing to your coat. “Of course,” you said. You took your coat of and he immediately gasped. Not in a “wow that’s beautiful” way. More of a “holy ballsack that is ratchet as hell”. “Do you like it?” You asked hopefully. He looked at you wide eyed, “Umm…HELL TO THE MUTHAFUKIN NO!” He said as he threw his water on you. “OH GURL WE GOTTA WASH THA DEMONS OUTTA THAT AWFUL RATCH-SACK!” He screeched picking you up and taking you to the dry cleaners completely oblivious to the fact that no matter how much he washes it, it’s not going to change.
Zayn: Zayn had decided that today, you two were going to go shopping. After all, shopping is his favorite sport. Anyway, you both went to numerous stores buying things left to right. He loved to spoil you, and you didn’t mind it much either. As you walked into your favorite store, you heard Zayn yell, “OH MY GLITTER NEW SCARVES!” and prance to the other side of the store. You rolled your eyes and kept walking and looking at the different articles of clothing. You found a pretty dress and decided to try it on. While walking to the dressing rooms, you saw Zayn looking at the array of scarves. “I’m trying this on!” You called to him. He looked up and did a cartwheel over to you landing it with a snap. “I’m going with you,” he said. “Alright,” you replied walking into a dressing room. Zayn took a seat and waited for you to come out. You got the dress on and walked out and Zayn started screeching. “WHAT IN THE NAME OF GUCCI ARE YOU WEARING?!?!” He screeched. “ZAYN QUIET DOWN! It’s a dress, do you not like it or something?” You asked him. He began to laugh, “OH MY GAWD THIS IS A FASHION DISASTER!” He shouted. He then whistled and in walked Tyra Banks who turned you into the fiercest bitch on the block.
Louis: You and Louis were going to an event later that week, so you thought you’d treat yourself and buy a new dress. You had gone to several stores before you found one you thought was perfect. You were so excited about this dress that you wanted to wear it when you got home to Louis. You anxiously drove back to the flat you and Louis lived in and hurriedly jumped out of the car. You walked in and saw Louis sipping his Starbucks double chocolate chip Frappuccino while filing his nails at the kitchen table. “Hey babe I’m home!” you called to him. His head shot up and he spit out his frosty drink. “(y/n)…..what is that?” He questioned with a disgusted expression. “It’s my dress for the event! You don’t like it?” you asked him. He dropped his cherry-scented file and walked over to you, his heals clacking on the floor. “Gurl I ain’t trynna hate but, this is puts the RAT in RATCHET. You’re out of your basic bitch mind if you think you will be seen with mwah, in that.” He said with sass coating his voice as he placed his hand on his hip. You rolled your eyes and sighed because you were used to him being a Sassers McGee. “C’mon, were going out,” he said pulling his Gucci glasses over his eyes and slinging his Juicy over his shoulder.
Credit: twerkin-prefs
