One direction - Preference

Jeg er helt tosset med de her "preferences" som jeg finder på nettet. Jeg har ingen rettigheder eller what-so-ever til dem her.

Jeg skriver også nogle danske imagines (som jeg selv finder på), så hvis i keder jer, skulle i også til at tage et smut forbi dem.

Håber i vil nyde dem :D

OBS de er alle sammen på engelsk :)


179. He gets jealous of another guy hitting on you



(Y/G/F/N)= Your Guy Friend’s Name

Liam: “Y/N, do we need milk?” Liam asked you and you walked over, nodding your head. “But, it’s all the way on the other side!” He pouted and you rolled your eyes. “I’ll get it Li-Li, but you owe me!” You smile and walk over to the refrigerated things and carefully try to select the organic milk that Liam likes. “Hey!” You hear a voice say, and you are met by a random, handsome stranger. “Hi.” You say, a bit uncomfortable. “I was wondering, you look mighty fine, so maybe you wanna get something to eat later?” He asked, and you instantly burn up with embarrassment. “I, uh.-” You didn’t get to finish because Liam came and gave you a small kiss before sending a glare to the guy while walking you away. “Okay, next time we never separate at Publix!” He said and you smiled, pecking his lips lightly. 

Harry: “Good luck babe! Your gonna do great!” You smile, kissing Harry’s cheek as he prepares for his interview on the Today Show. You had never seen Harry sing so beautifully, and he certainly knew how to charm the pants off of everyone there. They were beginning to interview him, so you walked over and were currently standing behind the camera. “Hey, I’m Joey, an intern.” Someone says from beside you, and you smile, not wanting to tear your attention away from Harry. “What are you doing here anyways? Not many times is there a pretty girl just standing on set.” He added, making you feel a bit uncomfortable. “HEY GIRLFRIEND! I LOVE YOU AND MISSED YOU!” Harry said, before kissing you passionately and making you dizzy. “Um, Hi! This is my boyfriend Harry.” You said, and Harry just walked you away before Joey could even respond. “I don’t like him, and I don’t like leaving you alone. So now, you stay with Paul. “Harry said and you smile, before kissing his cheek. 

Louis: “I’ll have two venti caramel macchiatos and a buttered scone please.” You ordered for you and Louis who was sitting at the table. “Sure, it’s on the house.” The waiter said with a wink and you looked away, smiling a small smile. You walked away and sat next to Louis, quickly texting your best friend. You put your phone away and look up to see the same waiter personally delivering your drinks instead of calling for you. “Here you go lovely.” He says, gingerly placing it down with a wink. You turn away, and he places the other drink down violently, the hot coffee splattering over Louis. “Ow!” Louis yelps, grabbing a napkin and wiping his arm. You walk over and bend down beside him, tenderly dabbing his arm with a wet napkin. He grabs you and pulls you in for a kiss, leaving you with a curious grin on your face. He just grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the store, but not before flipping off the waiter. 

Zayn: You and Zayn were currently celebrating his birthday at a club, but everyone was completely hammered. You were never a big drinker, so you only drank a couple of times, but you started to become uncomfortable around all of the drinkers. “HEY BOO….” Zayn slurred by your ear, the stench of alcohol clear in the air. “Hi Boo.” You said, trying to get the shot glass out of his hand. “WHY AREN’T YOU DRINKING WITH ME BOO!?” He shouted, making you flinch. “Because I don’t want to drink!” You shout back. “DON’T RUIN MY BIRTHDAY!” He screamed, making you feel upset because he never shouted at you. You just tipped back the shot glass and walked away, dancing in the middle of the floor, trying to forget about Zayn. You felt someone put their hands on your hips, and you grinded against them thinking that it was Zayn. You felt someone pull you away, and you were met with Zayn’s brown eyes, now looking more sober. “What happened?” You asked as he walked outside to call you both a taxi. “Some guy was grinding on you, and I was too drunk to notice.I wanted to punch him so bad.” He said, his face unusually white. “Zayn, don’t ever worry about other guys. It’s only you boo. I love you.” You say, pecking his lips lightly. “I love you too boo.” 

Niall: You guys were walking around the mall, and every once in a while Niall would drag you into a store to look at clothes or hats or something like that. Niall pulled you into a men’s shoe store, and he ran around grabbing different pairs of sneakers, while you just sat on the bench in the middle of the store. You were tapping away on Twitter, when you felt someone sit down next to you. You look up and smile when you see your good friend, (Y/G/F/N). “Hey Y/N!” He greets you, hugging you and pecking your cheek. “Hi! How have you been?” You ask. “Good, and you look amazing by the way!” He compliments, and you smile. “You know Y/N, I’ve missed you! We need to hang out again!” He says, and before you could even respond, you feel Niall grab your hand and lead you out of the store. “Niall! What was that about?!” You ask, taken aback by his rudeness to your friend. “He was flirting with you!” He said angrily. “Niall, that’s impossible!” You protest. “It isn’t! I saw it!” He responded in an angry tone. ” Niall he couldn’t have! He’s gay!” You scream, and everyone in the mall turned to look at you. “Oh, sorry I was jealous princess.” He blushed. “It’s okay Nialler, I think you are adorable when you are jealous.” You pecked his cheek and continued walking around the mall, Niall muttering an apology every five minutes. 

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