#cute preference

[jasmine-d-blog]

*Image above is his reaction*

Ashton’s going to take a selfie, but you walk into the restaurant and distract him. Right when you distract him, he doesn’t realize he pushed the button to take the picture of himself.

[kevinssexydirection]

you two are younger and have a cute moment

Louis-

You and Louis loved to make mud cakes.... With mud.

You were at your house with your step dad and he had fallen asleep.

You and Louis had decided to make mud cakes again.

You new that when you were making actual cakes that you need to put them in the oven. So that's exactaly what you did.

Within five minuets of them being in the oven, you pulled them out and they had landed on the floor. You sit on the floor and play with Louis in the mud. Louis scooped up some mud and put it on your nose. You giggled. Louis stood up and grabbed a t-towle and wiped off the mud that was on your nose.

Liam-

7 years old

You and Liam were playing doctors and Liam was the doctor.

"You have cute pox," Liam exclaimed.

"What's cute pox?" You ask Liam.

"Cute pox means that your so cute that your gonna explode if your not cured," Liam explained.

"What's the cure?" You ask Liam who was now helping you sit up.

"You have to kiss the next boy you see," Liam explains.

"Where do I have to kiss you then?" You raise your eyebrow.

"On the lips!" Liam cries.

"Ew!" You scrunch up your nose.

"Do you wanna explode?" Liam raises his eyebrow.

"No," You answer.

"Well then you need to kiss me!" Liam exclaims.

"Ok then," You lean in and kiss him.

You were in love ever since.

Niall-

7 years old

"Niall, do you know what's dangerous?" You ask Niall as you smile goofily -If that's a word- at him.

"What?" Niall asked excited to hear what is dangerous. Hurricanes! They are storms, it blows so hard, that it knocks down houses! I saw it on the internet!" You exclaim.

"Oh yea! my mummy lived in Miami for a little bit and they had hurricanes all the time! Thankfuly, they had a really big and strong house that it didn't fall!" Niall was so proud of his mum's old house.

"Do you know where I want to be when I grow up?" You aks Niall.

What?" Niall asked excited to hear what his best friend wants to be when she grows up.

"I want to go where the hurricanes are- but I will live with you!- and make a house of bricks!" You yell.

"That sounds like fun!" Niall yelled.

Harry-

3 years old

You and Harry were brother and sister. Your mum was pregnant with another baby. The baby was going to be a girl.

One night, you and Harry slept with your mum and dad.

"Good night boys and girl," Your mum said sleepily as she rolled over.

"Good night girls," Harry yawns and rolls over, You and Harry cuddle together.

"Did you just call your dad a girl?" Your mum asks rolling back over to look at you two.

"No mum, you, (Y/N) and the baby," Harry explained as he ywaned again.

"Your breath is stinky," You giggled scrunching up your nose.

　

Zayn-

5 years old

　

"Here(Y/N), wear this!" Zayn yells to you.

You look up from your barbie that you were playing with to look at your best friend.

"Why?" You ask looking at the white dress that Zayn had gotten from under your mum and dad's bed. It was your mum's wedding dress.

"Because I wanna marry you!" Zayn smiled and threw the dress to you.

"Ok," You smile.

You got into the dress and found Zayn.

"(Y/N), do you wish to take me to be your husband?" Zayn asked you.

"I do," You smile.

"Zayn, do you wish to take me to be your wife?" You asked Zayn.

"I do," Zayn chuckles.

"I think we kiss now," Zayn leans in to kiss you.

Your lips touch and you hear your little sister.

"Eww, (Y/N) and Zayn just kissed!" She yells.

You and Zayn blush.

[tornbytomlinson]

Harry's Baby Girl

Harry got you pregnant a month before the wedding and when you cut into your wedding cake the cake itself was pink and blue marble, announcing to everyone that your were pregnant. Your father grabbed Harry's shoulder and walked him outside for a few moments.

"Now, boy I have have told you before and i'll tell you again. I don't appreciate her being pregnant! But I swear to Jesus is you even think about leaving or hurting her after this baby is born or EVER, so help you God!" Your father sternly warned Harry

"Sir I promised you I would take good care of her! I promise again and this baby isn't just her's, it's ours and I love it already! She and our baby are my family now and I won't let a darn thing happen to them." Harry pleaded back

When Harry returned he held you close and knelt down to your belly,

"I promise right here, right now to love you and your mommy forever and ever!"

"IT'S A GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!" The doctor screamed placing our baby on my chest... and and harry crying more than her. Harry's shaking hand just barley brushed her face before she was whisked away to be cleaned and weighed. 

"Oh, love she is so-so-so... BEAUTIFUL!" Harry whispers kissing your cheek. "Darcy?"

You both agree on Darcy Anna Styles.

Within the next three years Darcy's hair grew curlier and her eyes became crystal blue. She loved singing with daddy in the morning, during dinner, bath time and at bed time. Though the words to Torn were barley understandable 99 percent of the time it was still cute to see her play her fake guitar along side Uncle Niall and sing along with the boys. Her favorite place to be was daddy's lap. 

First days of school and preschool and kindergarten graduation came and went. Before you and Harry knew it she was in middle school, depressed and quiet.

*knocking on Darcy's door*

"Yeah?" she yelled

"It's me, your father!" Harry said opening the door and smiling. He looked around and finally saw her outline under the covers. 'What are you doing under there?"

"Go away dad, please?"

"Not unless you tell me what is wrong!" Harry sat down and gentle pulled the covers from her face, her face was red and wet from tears. "Darcy, what happened?" 

"Nothing dad, go away!" Darcy yelled rolling over and pulling at the covers.

Harry picked her up princess style and placed her in his lap, pulling her face into his chest. Her sobs became louder and for a good hour Harry sat with her stroking her hair and listening about the mean girls in school. Darcy fell asleep and so did Harry, he didn't come to bed that night and slept cuddled with Darcy into the early morning hours.

Driving around town Harry tried to find Darcy, she had failed some classes cause him to get mad and she ran away. It had now been three long days since you had heard or seen of your daughter and Harry was distraught. Pulling up to a red light he sighted a familiar sweat shirt in a young males arms. Jumping out of the car Harry screamed,

"Excuse me young man?" "Yeah, wassup?" The young man said looking to be in a rush.

"is that your sweatshirt?" Harry asked pointing to the pink sweater in his arms.

"Oh uh no, do you want it?"

"No, who's is it?"

"Some chick that's staying with me?" He questioned

"Where is she?"

"Why"

"If her name is Darcy Styles, that is my daughter kind sir."

The man lead Harry to an alley way and pointed him to behind a dumpster, there he found Darcy curled up in a ball dirty and shirvering in her sleep. Harry rushed to her side, picking her up quickly and carrying her to his car.

Darcy woke up and was warm in her bed with daddy by her side and a cup of tea.

"I'm sorry I left, but Derek promised he'd keep me safe!" She insisted sipping her tea.

"Yeah sure looked like it" Harry sarcastically replied rolling his eyes.

"I know and i'm sorry."

Harry's hand intertwined with Darcy's he lead her round the dance floor, "1 2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3" Harry repeated reminding himself of the wedding dance classes.

"Oh daddy!" Darcy snickered.

"Ya know love I remember me and your mother's wedding just like this. Except she was pregnant with you!" Harry said laughing

Darcy laughed with him and after dancing Harry requested to speak with the groom alone.

"So Jordan, i am going to tell you almost the same thing that Darcy's mothers dad told me on our wedding night. 'I swear to Jesus is you even think about leaving or hurting her EVER, so help you God!'." Harry said sternly but in a joking manor.

"Yes sir, I wouldn't hurt your daughter... one because I love her very much and two you have four other men just as strong as you that could pulverize." Jordan responded nervously.

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Part 2 of Preference #7

“Did you drive home by your self?” he asked. you thought he’d never stop asking you questions. “blah blah blah” you hiccuped, “I’m fin-” “no your not” he interjected. “Yes I am!” you yelled back into the phone, with another one of your retarded laughs. “(y/n)?” You heard your best friend call you from the kitchen. “Who’s there with you?” asked Harry, with an angry look on his face. he probably thought you were with some other guy. “Its just (bff/n), no need to worry.” you replied quickly not wanting him to be angry. “what?” you called back to (bff/n). “Come drink some of this lime water!” she called back. “Why?” “Because it will make you sober.” “Go drink it (y/n)” Harry calmly said. “But i like being like this.” you pouted into the phone.”why”he asked pained to see u like this. You laughed and sniffled already remembering, you curled up in the blanket ,brought your knees close and hugged them to your chest. “the feeling I don’t know why I like it but-“you sighed feeling harrys stare crawling through your flesh running a warm rush through your arms making your stomach feel queasy “y’know someone told me that once your drunk you either started to drink out of hatred or happiness-they were wrong I doesn’t matter how you start out its how you feel when you are drunk, you forget… you forget everything, everything, which is exactly what you want” stifling a laugh you brought the blanket closer “let me change that, it’s exactly what I want” “what do you want?” asked Harry with a light whisper. “I want to be able to forget the past couple of days, the days that tortured me, the days with out hearing your voice or seeing you face” you took in a deep breath trying to hold in the tears, before you continued, “it was like the sky with out the stars, or the sea without fish, it just felt so incomplete, so sad” now you couldn’t help, you let a tear drop from your eyes, but quickly wiped it away, hopping Harry didn’t see it. You didn’t like people to see you crying, it made them think you were weak, and that was the last impression you wanted on people. “Why didn’t you call?” you asked quietly. “I-I thou-” you laughed, feeling stupid even thinking about what you were gonna say. “What did you think (y/n)?” asked Harry. You saw how eager he looked to know. “I thought you found someone better, someone prettier, someone who wasn’t…….me” you finally said it. And that was all you could say before you passed out. ↨▼ Few hours Later ▼↨ You faintly opened your eyes and tried to sit up, but all of a sudden a huge migraine hit in and you lost all the strength you had, or thought you had. “oww” you whined, the migraine getting bigger. “What happened?” A familiar voice said. You knew that voice anywhere. “Harry?” “Right at your side (y/n)” he replied with a kiss on your palm. “How’d you get here?” you asked, “what happened?” you added. “well first of all we were Skypeing, you were drunk, and you passed out.” Harry told you as he counted off the events on his fingers, “and of how I got here, I flew here because we got 2 days off,” “Yay, that’s great.” Then you and Harry sat there in silence for a while before anyone said anything. “(y/n) can I tell you something?” asked Harry with an even tone. You nodded your head in approval. “okay, here it is,” he started, took a deep breath and continued, “you are the best person I know. You are the prettiest girl I’ve ever met, and you are the only one I’ll ever love.” “I’m sorry Harry, I shouldn’t even thought of that, I Love you.” you smiled. “I love too, infinity and beyond.” he said as he came close for a kiss.             ♫♪ THE END ♪♫

      credit to anon for idea

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1D Pref. Liam's Christmas Party Preference #1 part 1

Harry: “Harry hurry up!” you yelled as you walked closer and closer to your favorite store. You and Harry had decided to go do some last minute Christmas shopping. Even though Harry had suggested it, he looked as if he was having the worst time ever. “I’m coming! (y/n)” he called back. You had been so exited that you, were finally getting another chance to get the ruby red dress you had wanted last week, so you could wear it to Liam’s Christmas party, but now you knew you’d never get it. “what happened? Why aren't you going inside?” asked Harry, when he saw you standing outside the store. “Cuz I can’t” you pouted back. Now you knew for sure, you were the one having the worst time ever “Why?” Harry asked again.

Louis: “Oh, what about this shop?” pointed Louis. You two had been out shopping for more than two hours but you both just couldn't agree on a Christmas present for Liam, since he was having a Christmas party and you really wanted to get him something he’d love. “ Hmm…. Nope it looks too classy” you replied peering through the shop window. “How about this shop (y/n)? It actually looks nice?” suggested Louis. When you turned your head you realized he had pointed towards the store every kid dreams of going. Toys R Us! “Perfect!” you grinned, doing a little jump at the same time. “come on then lets go” Louis laughed, entwining his fingers with yours.

Liam: “why won’t it stick!” you heard Liam whine from inside the one room, he hadn't let you enter. You had been helping Liam all afternoon, with the party decorations for his Christmas Party, he had let you do what ever you wanted, put anything where ever you wanted, but he just wouldn't let you enter, that one room. “Liam is everything okay!” you called from outside, and knocked repeatedly on his door. “Everything’s perfectly fine! Just don’t come in here (y/n)” You knew, that there was something in that room, Liam didn't want you to know about but you also knew that you were going to find out at all costs.

Zayn: “Hurry up (y/n), or else were gonna be late!” Zayn called from the bottom of the stairs. You and Zayn, like everyone else were going to Liam’s Christmas Party, but first you had to take a little detour, to Zayns parents house. And the reason for that was, his sister needed a ride, to the mall and didn't have her own car! “I’m almost done!” you replied, pulling on your shoes, that very well matched your silky black halter dress, and one of a kind Gucci bag, that Zayn had bought you. “wow!” Zayn smiled, before giving you a little whistle “you look amazing” He finished. “why thank you”, you blushed, and then you leaned in an gave Zayn a quick peck on the lips. “okay, lets go, or else your sisters gonna get mad” you laughed.

Niall: “(y/n) can’t we just stay home?” asked Niall, while he watched you weakly apply blush to your already rosy red cheeks. “Nope!” you answered with a one word reply, while making an awkward face to apply mascara. “Why not?” he asked, throwing himself on the bed. “Because everyone else will be at Liam’s party except us. And that’s just impolite.” you coughed out. “Oh come on (y/n)! your not even feeling well, and you still want to go” “Yes I do wanna go Niall, end of discussion.” You heard Niall get off the bed and walk into the hallway and down the stairs. “Are you coming!” he called. “Right behind you” you replied walking down the stairs, and giving him a big bear hug.