one direction preferences / imagines

talking to his mom

Harry - "Harry please" you whisper "I really don't wanna fight right now" you tell him, pulling him aside. You two were at Harry's uncles house for christmas eve with his entire family from his mum's side there and Harry and i and begun to argue at the hotel a few hours before which turned into this. "Why not, Y/N? Let's just get it out of our systems!" He hissed quietly, you look around him seeing some of his family noticing to disturbance. "Your family is right there Harry" you say "They have known you long enough that its fine if we fight" he says and you roll your eyes. "Don't roll your eyes at me" he says "Your not my father, Harry" you growl "Thats not what you said a few nights ago in the bedroom" he says a smirk playing on his lips. "Harry! Stop" you say and he scoffs. "Don't be a bitch" he hissed before walking back and holding his arms up. You grunt walking into the kitchen and pulling a fake smile as you begin to help Anne. "Honey whats wrong?" she asks after the kitchen was cleared of people. You laughed a little "I thought i was hiding it well" you joke and she laughs "I can just tell" she says sanding next to you, helping you with the pies. You fold down the corners and rest your hand on his counter in frustration. "It's just frustrating fighting over the littlest things and then getting blamed for everything" you say laughing lightly. "I know how you feel... it happens because men don't understand women and how they feel... none the less, fighting is normal between a couple... it's healthy but once it gets to certain point of fighting and a certain amount its over the top..." she says and you nod. "I love him... alot. I really really love him" you say and she nods "I know i can see the way you look at him" she says "And the way he looks at you... i find it adorable" she says smiling. "Knock Knock" We hear behind us "Hey love" Anne says patting my back "I'll leave you two to it" she says leaving he room. "Hey baby" he says resting his hand on your lower back, above your bum. You don't respond, you just continue to make the pies. "Babe?" he asks quietly and you look up "I love you too... alot actually. I love you more than i could really love anyone or anything. I always tell you im half a heart without you and im serious when i say it... i wrote that song about you, you know..." he says lacing his fingers with yours "And i'd do anything to hear the pretty little voice of yours" he says helping you with the pies. You smile "You really wrote that for me?" i ask and he nods "Because that one time we had one of our worse fights and you left the house for a while, i just wrote and wrote and im really half a man at best, with half an arrow in my chest" he says hitting his chest, but making a face "ow" he mutters, causing you to laugh and kiss him softly. "I love you" you whisper wrapping your arms around his neck "Awwwww" erupts from behind you from half of his male and female cousins.

ZAYN - You angrily beat at your cookie dough with the spoon, muttering under your breath. You'd told everyone that you were going to whip up some cookies, but really it was just an excuse to get out of the room and away from Zayn for a while. You two are in the middle of an argument, but trying to put on happy faces for the sake of his family sitting in the living room for a visit. "Everything alright, dear?" you hear his mother ask from behind you, coming into the room. "Fine," you grumble. "Talk to your mum-in-law," she instructs gently. "He is just so frustrating!" you exclaim through gritted teeth, trying to keep your cool so Zayn won't overhear. "I could sense an issue - you two seem tense. What's going on, dear?" "We're just having a stupid fight. It's really not big deal, but he can just be so damn stubborn sometimes!" "Seriously? You're complaining to my mum? Isn't it bad enough you complain to yours all the time?" Zayn bursts into the conversation, having overheard you. "Well, you won't listen to me and she asked what was wrong!" "You don't have to tell her!" And from there, your battle continues on. Zayn's mom leaves the room to give you some privacy, knowing you'll hash it out and return when things have settled a bit. "But she asked, and im not gonna say no" you hiss at him and he rolls his eyes "You could have just said you didn't want to talk about it!" He whisper/shouts. "Well im sorry for being an honest person" you say, hinting at the fact that he had been lying. "Im not cheating on you! Why would i have a reason to? Please tell me?" he hisses "I don't know Zayn, why don't you tell me" "Maybe because you always nag me and jump to conclusions" he hisses "Well its pretty fucking hard to not jump to conclusions when i have proof!" "Please just... don't you remember what we promised each other?" he asks and you look down but he comes closer, tilting your chin to meet his eyes. "We said nothing will come between us... no one, no lie, not rumor... we would hold on passed the breaking point because we love eachother!" He says and you sigh "I promise im not" he says "You know i've never cheated before so there is no chance i will now" he says pulling you into his warm chest. "Because i love you" he whispers kissing you gently.

NIALL - "Aren't you just the sweetest little thing!" Niall's mom coos, rocking the newborn baby gently in her arms. "He looks just like Niall when he was born," she reminisces aloud. You flash a tired smile. "You should get some rest, honey," your mother-in-law instructs. "I'll ask the nurses to bring Cole to the nursery and then I'll go find Niall for you," she tells you, placing a soft kiss to your forehead before going to place Cole in the bassinet. "No, it's alright. I want to visit with you a bit more." "Really?" You nod in confirmation and a wide grin spreads across her face. "I'd love that." She carries the baby back over to the chair she'd been in and asks, "So I have to know - how was Niall during the whole process?" "Good...surprisingly," you say, amused. She laughs. "Good. I was worried that he might get squeamish during the more...intense...parts," she muses. "Thank you both for undermining my manliness," he announces coming into the room. "I handled it very well if I do say so myself." "Oh you did, babe, you did," you assure with a bit of teasing in your tone. He just smiles and brushes some loose strands of hair out of your face, continuously running his palm over your hair until you've fallen asleep.

LIAM - "I heard you and Mum talking this afternoon," Liam states out of the blue as you two get ready for bed. "Yeah, so?" "I heard my name dropped quite a bit," he says with a knowing smirk. "What were you saying about me?" "None of your business," you say overly sweetly, tapping him on the nose with your forefinger. "My birthday is coming up...might you be planning something for that? Conspiring behind my back perhaps?" he persists. "I'm pretty sure your mom stopped by after doing a little shopping in the area. We had tea. We chatted. You happened to come up because, let's face it, you're her son and my boyfriend - that large of an overlapping chunk of our lives is bound to come up in conversation. And that was all." "I don't believe you," he says stubbornly, still trying to crack you. "Well then you will be severely disappointed come your birthday," you state, crawling into bed and under the covers. He follows suit, crossing his arms over his chest once he's leaned back against the headboard. He ponders things a minute more, then mutters, "It's either a surprise party or a car...or both..." You chuckle, amused, rolling over and settling down for sleep.

LOUIS - "So you and Lou seem to be getting on well, yeah?" Louis' mom asks you as you help her get things prepped for dinner. "Yeah, things have been great so far." "Not to overstep my boundaries or anything, but I think he really likes you," she gushes. "He doesn't bring girls home very often, so you must be something special," she adds with a little wink. You smile and blush, trying not to act too overly excited for fear of scaring him or his family off. You and Louis hadn't been together long - only about two months - but he'd been very adamant about having you come to his mother's house for dinner to meet the family. "Well, for the record, I really like him too," you confirm with a small laugh, causing her to laugh too. "Mum, what are you telling her? Please don't scare her off already - I actually really like this one," he teases, coming up behind you both and draping an arm around each of your necks. He places a kiss to his mom's cheek before turning and doing the same to you.