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 :)


30. He writes you a love letter


  Harry: Dear Y/N, I love you. I love you so much. You know I’m not very good with my words. You bring light to my life. You are the sun the wakes me up in the morning. You are the stars that shine. You are my shining star. I want to spend forever with you by my side. When I wake up with you next to me I get this tingly feeling in my chest and I just know that it’s my love for you. When I see you smile, I smile. I don’t even know why—no scratch that. It’s one reason: love. There is really a million ways to say the simple thing this whole letter means, I love you. Love, Harry Louis: Dearest Y/N, I know the dearest thing is a little weird but it sounded kind of cute in my head. Anyway, I’m writing this letter to tell you how much I love you. I’ve been sort of distant lately and I know you’re getting nervous because you think I’m going to break up with you, but I’m not. You are the greatest thing in my life. I want to make you mine forever. I wanted to tell you everything I love about you. I love how when you smile your dimple shows and your eyes crinkle a little. I love how angelic your laugh is. I love how when it rains you look out the window and just watch it. I love how when we watch scary movies you sit in my lap and hide your face in my neck because you’re so scared. But what I love most is when I look at you and say “I love you,” you smile at the ground and blush. And when you say, “I love you,” back I never doubt you mean it, because you express it so well through your eyes and tone. I love everything about you. I will always love you, no matter what. I just thought you should know. Love, Louis Liam: Dear Y/N, Let me count the things I love about you. One your eyes. Two your smile. Three your laugh. Four your love for everything and anything. You get amazed by the most simple things, like on our first date you said, “It’s amazing how every crack in the sidewalk has a story.” I remember thinking, “This girl is crazy! Sidewalk cracks! What is she talking about?” But when I looked at you staring at the ground in utter fascination I realized that you were right. One crack was probably a tree trying to break through. Another was probably just from it having an old life as a sidewalk. And when I went home that night I thought about it more. Which was crazy because I spent half of my night thinking about cracks in a sidewalk. But while I thought, I imagined all the things that tried to break that sidewalk. And here I am, now, still thinking about it. And after thinking about it for the two years we’ve been together I’ve finally figured it out. That sidewalk is our love. Through the rain and the shine, through the people walking over us and gossiping and people trying to break us we’ve survived. Not completely unscathed, we’ve had our ups and downs, like all couples, but we survived. I love you, Y/N. Love, Liam Niall: Dear Y/N, You are my princess. On our second date we went to the movies to see The Vow and I remember when we came out you told me our relationship would be one to put movies to shame. Back then I laughed. Now, three years later, I believe you. We do the stupid movie clichés, feeding each other food, you wear my clothes, we make out on the kitchen counter, and we eat Chinese food while watching scary movies on the couch. Our relationship is basically a movie—not The Vow though. I’m sure it ended happily, but I’d rather you not forget who I am.— when I think back on our three years together I think of that cheesy romantic movie montage. Our date at Disney when I kissed you while the fireworks went off, or our date at the Italian restaurant where we did the Lady and the tramp kiss, or when I fell off the pier into the ocean you jumped in after me and we kissed underwater. Sometimes I think about it before I fall asleep, just thinking about how lucky I am to have you. Basically I just need to let you know that you’re a princess, and I think about you that way. And I hope that one day you’ll make me the happiest man alive by letting me be your prince. Love, Niall Zayn: Dear Y/N, The ways I love you are not able to be counted or easily put into words, but I’m going to try. Our love is like fire. It burns brightly when we show our love, whether that be through kisses or facial expressions. But without showing our love the fire dwindles. Our love is like water, it flows freely and quickly no matter what obstacles come in its way. It continues going forward. To me, our love is like a tree. It doesn’t bend, or break not even in the strongest winds. To me, love is perfect yet brutally flawed. Love is the epitome or happiness and passion. Love is us, and I just wanted you to know that. Love always, Zayn
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