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 :)


9. You get married



Niall: “Oh, wow,” you hear a whisper from the back of the room, “NIALL! What are you doing in here?? It’s bad luck to see me!” you shout at him, “Oh come on, love. No matter what this is the best day ever, nothing can change that,” he says while wrapping his arms around your waist. You two stand looking in the mirror at each other, “Niall?” “Yes, (Y/N)?” “You see that girl in the mirror? She is the happiest woman alive,” you say turning your head to look him in the eyes, “and that is never going to change until the day you die,” you finish. “And ,(Y/N), that guy, standing next to her, is the luckiest man ever. Because he gets you forever,” he whispers to you. You have your wedding on a beach with all you family and friends. Also all the fans who can come. You have Liam record it and put it on Twitter for all the fans who couldn’t be there to see. You do a twitcam with the boys and have a “party.” By the end of the day #(Y/N)andNiallJustMarried and #Mrs(Y/N)Horan are trending.

Louis: You have a small wedding with your family and friends there as Zayn records it for Twitter. Of course the boys preform for you and you have a great time. You and Louis get to your hotel and cuddle for most the night. You catch him staring at you wearing a cheeky smile, “Louis? Why are you staring at me like that?” “Because you’re the most beautiful creature alive and I can’t believe you’ll be mine forever.” You feel the exact same way. He truly is the most handsome man you’ve ever seen, but that’s not why you love him so much. “Is that why you love me, hmm? Because I’m ‘beautiful’?” “No, love. I love you because you’re you. You’re funny and just as immature as me. You don’t care about what people say about your looks. You’re so.. You. Now. Why do you love me? Hmmm?” “Because of your immaturity. The fact that you don’t want to grow up but you’ll be serious when you need to be. You’re seriously perfect,” you say.

Harry:  “3, 2, 1…” you think to yourself. By the end of that you’re all the way down the aisle. You turn and stare into the perfect eyes of your perfect boyfriend. Wait, no, your soon to be husband. “I’m going to Mrs. Harry Styles,” you think, “oh… my… god…” The next thing you know you’re both saying, “I do.” You have a beautiful day on the beach with Harry and the boys afterwards. You get back to your flat and spend a wonderful evening with Harry. You two slow dance as he whispers the song into your ear. You can’t help but think you’re the luckiest woman alive. “I love you, Harold Edward Styles.” “I love you too, (Y/N) Styles” That night you fall asleep on the couch next to him as you’re watching movies together.

Liam: Boom. It suddenly hit you. You are Mrs. (Y/N) Payne. You can’t believe you actually just married Liam Payne. The love of your life. The person you fangirled over for years and years and then met and dated. You thought you’d eventually just stop dating but you’re actually married to Liam Payne. You had a shrine to this guy forever! “Hey, baby, what are you thinking about?” “Just that I’m the luckiest person alive and I married a guy that I’m truly in love with and have been ever since I saw his face… And you?” “That I’m the luckiest man alive and I married my one true love and that I don’t deserve such a perfect wife.” “Liam! Shut up! I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you! You’re truly perfect. I love you so much!!” “Love, let’s not argue about who’s more perfect! Let’s just enjoy this. Us. That we’re going to be together forever. No matter what. I love you so much, (Y/N) Payne” “I love you too, Liam Payne.  Don’t you ever leave my side, promise?” “I promise, love. I promise!”

Zayn: “Zayn Malik. I love you so much. Don’t you ever leave me. If you do I will simply die inside.” “Babe, we’re married. Do you think I’ll ever leave you? Ever? At all? I made this commitment and I’m not going to break it. It’s a promise to both of us that we will be together forever and stay happy with each other. So. Do you believe I won’t leave now?” he asks, “Yes, Zayn, I believe you. I always did. But I just wanted to hear you say that again,” you smile. You two sit in your flat on your bed watching movies, “Well, love, it’s our wedding night and we leave for our honeymoon tomorrow. What shall we do until then?” “Well.. I was thinking,” you say staring at him seductively, “Yes? Yes?” he says excited, “We could stay up all night,” you continue, “YES?” he practically screams, “and,” you almost finish, “Mmmhhhhmmm??” he says biting his bottom lip, “HAVE A PILLOW FIGHT!!” you finish, pick up your pillow and hit him. “Ohh girlfrand it is AWN!” he shouts, “BRING IT BRADFORD BAD BOI!” you say mocking him, “Let’s do this!” You two have the most intense pillow fight and then you’re both on your knee’s on your bed and he grabs your waist and pulls you close and kisses you, “I love you with all my heart, (Y/N) Malik,” “I love you too, Zayn Malik.”

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