You take him to meet your family...
Harry: "You should tell that boyfriend of yours to get a haircut" Your mom said for the seventeenth time. Yes you agree with her to an extent but you loved Harry's hair, that was part of his wit kind of. Like he uses his long hair in jokes he tells and for some reason even if they are really stupid, you think they are hilarious. He used his hair for jokes, he lets you play with it all the time when you dont feel like doing anything else. And He let you pull on it when you need to because he has so much hair its like he doesnt feel it. He also lets you pull on it when youre having sex but that totally different.
You always used his hair for like a test dummy thing so you can see if a hairstyle you want to try would look good on you. But that is the only thing holding them back from liking him. His hair. Its not that youdont car about your family's opinion its just why do they car so much about his hair? As long as he treats you well right? Or at least thats how it should be. He treats you like a woman should be treated; respectfully, like youre the only girl in the world, he loves you. You just dont get why they cant look past that one thing that doesnt matter to you at all. You would love him even if he didnt have hair.
"(Y/N) did you hear me"
"What did you say about his hair now mom" you roll your eyes
"I said he should let me trim it"
"How about you lay off his hair and think about something less stupid than that"
"Dont you bark at me like that"
"Mom you are so worried about his hair when you shoudl be worrying about how he treats me" You scream. "He treats me like I am a queen. I am his queen, he loves me and I love him. But you are too damn worried about his hair to notice it" You shout at her and throw the dish towel at her.
"So what are you saying"
"I am saying that you are so worried about his hair mom its like you dont even care about anything else" You cry and drop to the floor. You hear heavy footsteps coming through the house and Harry is by your side rubbing your shoulders, he looks at your mother with a look of sorrow.
"(Y/N) of course I care about other stuff its just his hair is so long its like he is a woman"
"Mrs. (Y/L/N) with all due respect a realtionships really shouldnt be about appearance, it should be about whats inside a person. And even if it is coming from me I dont think your daughter could be loved any more by anybody else than me."
"I dont know what to say" Your mom stands there
You finally uncover your now red and puffy eyes to look at her. "He has the biggest heart and he is the sweetest guy ever mom and I love you a lot but I want you to see what he is like on the inside not on the outside because that doesnt matter to me, what matters is right here" You place your heand on your heart like in those old sappy movies. But you meant every word.
"Then I guess I wont schedule a hair appointment then" Your mother giggles and comes to hug you on the floor.
Liam: You thought for sure they would be in love with him. He was almost perfect standard for your parents. He was sweet, charming, handsome, caring, kind, thoughtful, and perfect. But your parents said that he was fake "No one is that nice and sweet and good" were their words exactly. You argued for an hour over it and you told them that they were wrong. Well they told you to prove it and when you asked them how you were shocked. They told you to video tape him! You told them no and that you couldnt betrade Liam's trust like that.
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One Direction Preferences
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