Zayn Malik interracial preferences

His parents are racist

You were beyond excited to finally meet Zayn's parents,you knew they meant the world to him and you wanted to met the wonderful people that brought this wonderful being to the earth.
You were nervous on your way to his parents house,unfortunately for you,you were to meet him there. He had gone ahead of you since you had to take permission from your uncle to go,you seriously didn't know why but your mum was a sucker for all things nice. You had your weave on and you were still self conscious about all this,it wasn't only bad that you are black but also a full blown African no mixed in anyway whatsoever,your Nigerian accent was still a problem,so to say you were nervous was an understatement.
"I just pulled up at the house" you said to him on phone,you two have been talking for awhile
"Cool,I'm coming out now,don't be nervous babe,they'll love you" he said before ending the call "I hope they do" you whispered before fixing your makeup and giving yourself a pep talk. You came out looking like the queen you are ready to meet your man but was faced with his mum,you knew her because well you've seen their picture on Zayn's phone.
"Good afternoon Ma" you said smiling nervously,she looked at you with a frown before coming up with a fake smile "Oh dear,please call me Trish"she said deepening the fake smile "OK Trish"you said before following her into the house, receiving a big hug from your boyfriend "I missed you" he said kissing your forehead "why weren't you the one that received me" you mumbled "mum got really excited and wanted to welcome you" he said ushering you to the living room. You met his sisters and boy did they not like you at all Waliyha was a bit rude and Doniya was just frowning since you entered,you could feel the hate oozing out of them. You tried everything from trying to help Trisha in the kitchen to asking Waliyha about school and asking about Doniya job but the statement you get was "no dear,I don't need help from a guest"with a fake smile to "none of your business" and "why? Are you looking for a job?" You ignored all of it but what broke the camel's back was how his father had reacted to your presence in his house.
He just came back from work and he just glared as he saw you "I thought you said you were bringing your girlfriend for dinner" he asked Zayn "Dad this is my girlfriend (y/n), she's from Nigeria" you loved the way Zayn called your name and how he was proud of your nationality "A Nigerian" he mumbled as if it was a strange word "Isn't it that country that always have prostitute coming to this country and also the one that scams people" he said coldly "how do you know if she isn't a prostitute or if she's not with you for the money?"he asked Zayn, you were speechless and hurt especially when Waliyha started laughing,you were the type of girl to respect your elders even when they were so ignorant so you just sat there and took the hurtful words he said but Zayn wasn't having all of that   "why are you so ignorant,yes she's from that country but why are you stereotyping her,    (y/n) is studying at Cambridge to get a degree in English Studies,she's not with me for money,how do I know? Because she hasn't taken a dime from me since she met me,she doesn't ask for stuffs and she hates it when I spoil her with gifts"he stopped with a huff and took my hand dragging you out but you still apologized to them "I'm really sorry love,I didn't know they would do that,I'm sorry"he said peppering your face with kisses,you smoked at him "its not your fault,I'm used to it and I'm hurt but as long as you're by my side defending me I'll be fine"you said kissing him deeply.

A/N
Racism is bad,do not stereotype, don't hurt people for the fun of it.
Remain blessed lovelies.