One Direction Preferences

You act like you hate him but you secretly like him

Louis: You are an outcast and you are totally okay with it. You don't even want to belong to those cool kids who listen to stupid music and act like they were the greatest thing that ever happened to this earth. So you weren't amused when you mathmatics teacher changes the seating and you have to take the place next to Louis. You know Louis as this popular annoying, alwas laughing guy who thinks that he is so damn funny and so damn cool. You are determined not to talk a word with him. You opened your book and read the task as someone pokes you. "Excuse me?", you hear Louis say. "Can I please take a look in your book, I forgot mine at home." Your stare at him. "Do i look like a library?", you ask sarcastically. He grins. "Not at all, you look like a nice human being who would love to share her book with me." "Then you must be blind because I'm not nice.", you say sharply, waiting for Louis to turn angry. Maybe if this ended up in a fight the teacher would let to take you another seat. "Yeah, but you can try to become nice, I will help you. The first thing to do is to share your book with me.", Louis smiles. "Why should I?" "Why you should be nice? Maybe there will come a day when you need somebody to be nice to you. Imagine you forgetting your book and me being mean enough to not let you take a look in it." "Imagine you being serious for just one time!", you hiss. "I mean, how old are you? Five? The world's not a big joke, Louis Tomlinson, so stop joking about everything! It's fucking annoying, okay?" You turn to your task again. "Maybe if you would take things a bit more as a joke you wouldn't be alone all the time!", Louis answeres. You don't look up because you know he could tell by your face that this hurt you. "Maybe you think it looks great how you can make it all alone and be rude to people but someday you will need somebody and then nobody will be there! And that's a pity because I think you could be quite a good friend." You stare at your sheet, knowing that he's right. You would never confess him but sometimes you feel lonely. Maybe you are just jealous of those coole kids? Maybe deep inside you want to be popular too? You would never confess it but Louis isn't that stupid. He just has fun with his friends. He never was unfriendly or rude with you. Without a word you slide the book over in the middle of the desk so that Louis can take a look at it. Without a word he give you a thankful smile.

Zayn: It was the end of the session and prom was near. You and your freinds were very excited, hoping that someone would invite you to go with him. One day, after the biology lesson, someone comes up to you when you are putting some books in your locker. "Hi.", he says. Surprised, you noticed that it was Zayn, a handsome guy from your biology lesson. You don't really know him but you always thought he was a nice, smart boy until the rumor reached you that he loves to sleep around. "Hi.", you mumble back. He takes a deep breath and looks at you. "Um, (Y/N), I have a question for you." You stare at him, hoping he would ask you something about the biology lesson. "Yeah?" "Uhm, I was wondering if you would go to the prom with me." You swallow hard. Zayn always seems to be nice but what would your friends say if you would go to the prom with him? Maybe his idea of prom would be ending up having sex? "No.", you sa harsh. "No?", he repeats. "Yeah, you heard right, I said no." You close your locker. Zayn just stares at you and looks a bit snubbed. "But ... why?" "Are you wondering how it could be that for one time a girl rejects you? Come down to earth, Zayn. Not every girl on this world is so much in love with you as you are with yourself.", you explain him not very kindly before you walk down the hallway. "I thought you were different.", you hear him say. You freeze in your move. "Whenever I was in biology I looked at you and thought that you are a girl who doesn't give a shit about what people say. And I know they say a lot about me. But most of those things aren't true and I'm really disappointed that you don't figure things out by yourself, you would be smart enough to do it." Suddenly you feel ashame. Zayn is right. You don't even know him, how could you believe all those bad rumors about him? He never seemed to be a womanizer anyway. You turn around. "Zayn, I'm very sorry, you're right.", you say. "I would love to got to the prom with you."

Niall: You are one of those popular girls in school. Everybody wants to be in your place, they want to have your friends, your appearance and your money. But you weren't like the other popular girls at all. You really hate it to only talk about clothes and make up and all those boring stuff. You long after somebod who would love you for who you are not for who your look like. One day you sit cafeteria with your friends as one of them point to a guy with a tablet full of food. You know this guy, it is Niall, a nice boy from your english class. "Oh my god, look at him, (Y/N)!", your friend say. "Isn't he terrible? How fat does he want to get?" You say nothing because you find it really mean to say something like that about Niall. "Let's tease him a bit!", your friend suggests. "Hey, Niall!", she shouts. Niall looks up and smiles. "Yeah?" "Is there any famine wedon't know about? Or why on earth do you eat that much?" Niall turns red. "Im hungry...", he answers. "Don't you think you are ugly enough? Do you really want to become a huge beach ball?" "Stop it.", you hear yourself saying. Your friend looks at you. "What's the matter? Do you like this loser?", she wants to know. You look at Niall, who is watching you. "No.", you say although it breaks your heart. "Since when do I like beach balls?" Your friend brust out in laughter but Niall jums up and storm out of the cafeteria. You fell terrible. ou never wanted to hurt anybody but it seemed like this was your job as a popular girl. You alwas have to judge people, you have to be mean to them to be liked by your so called cool friends. But do you reall want to be a popular girl if this means to be that rude to people? "Stop laughing.", you say to your friend. "It's not funny tu bully someone." Your friend looks up in surprise. "What the hell are your talkin about?" "Wh do you have to be so mean to him?", you ask. "Because it's disgusting to eat that mutch." "It's disgusting?", you yell in anger and jump up like Niall. "It's healthy! People have to eat, otherwise they'll die! I tell you what's disgusting. It's disgusting to feel good about destroying other peoples self-confidence! You are disgusting!" You run out of the cafeteria, searching for Niall. You find him sitting in a corner and sobbing. "Niall?", you whisper. "Go away! I'm a beach ball, maybe I will make you flat, so don't come near to me!" "Oh, Niall, I'm so sorry! I didn't meant it, I swear! You're beautiful." He looks up at you. "Stop making fun of me when all I do is being in love with you." First you don't know what to say but then you smile. "Come on, Niall. Let's go back to the cafeteria and eat as much as we can."

-Jasmine❤