grits my life be like

It’s too early to say if I’m satisfied with my life so far. When I become 30 or 40 years old and when I gained more age I want to have the memories of me working really hard and have had a passionately live back this time. That’s why I’m gritting my teeth and try to live my life like this.
—  Leo during an interview with CeCi May 2014 Edition
1D Pref; His child doesn't like you, breaks you two up, then gets you two back together (Louis, Liam, Zayn) Pt 1


Ever since Louis introduced you to his son, Jacob, you’ve been treated differently, mostly by his son.

So you decided to have a talk with Jacob to see if you’ve done anything wrong because you like Louis and you weren’t sure it was going to work out if his son didn’t like you.

“Jacob, hey. Can I talk to you?” You asked, pointing towards the door.

“I’ll be right back, guys.” You muttered to his friends. 

“What do you want?” He questioned rudely, “I’m in the middle of something." 

"Well, I’m sorry.” You replied, “But do you have a problem with me? I’ve been nothing but nice to you and you act like you hate me already.”

“That’s because I do hate you.” He gritted his teeth and breathe in slowly, “You come into my father’s life like you’re trying to replace my mom. Just so you know, you will never be able to replace her." 

You were too shocked at the words that were coming out of his mouth..

"Do you really think I would do that? I know I’ll never be your mom, of course not. But I really like your father and he makes me happy.” You replied, “Give me a chance?”

“No, I will not. My father hasn’t even been happy lately, he’s been miserable. He looked a lot more stressed when he’s with you. Just, leave.” Jacob said.

“Jac-” Before you could finished, he walked back to finish playing video games with him friends. 

You sighed and left the flat to go back to yours.

Just as you got home, Louis called you. However you let it go to voice mail and it wasn’t long before he called you again and again.

“Yes Lou?” You sighed.

“Why haven’t you answered my calls?” He questioned concerned.

“I just think we need to break up.” You said.

“What? Y/N what the fuck? Why?” He asked, angry.

“Because Lou, you haven’t been happy ever since we got together and you’re too stressed out.” You replied, “I need to go.”

You hung up and threw your phone across the bed, not wanting to talk to anyone at this moment.


Liam’s wife had recently left him and his daughter, Emma. Why? She fell in love with her high school sweetheart and left.

Liam met you and he instantly fell in love. He became happier, more smiles, and his life couldn’t have been any better.

Today, Liam had something special planned for the both of you, so at 6 pm, you got ready in your new dress, curled your hair, and put on some makeup to look presentable.

‘hey y/n, come over soon! my dad has something to show you ;)’

That text was sent to you from Emma. You were confused, Emma never texts you and she would always give you the cold shoulder.

“Well, okay then.” You said to yourself, heading out the door and taking a cab to Liam’s flat.

You were quite nervous once you arrived at his doorstep because his daughter who is 17, by the way, texts you to come to her home quick.. What’s not to be nervous about?

You knocked on the door and before you could knock again, Emma opened the door with the biggest grin on her face.

“Uhh, hey Emma..” You greeted.

“Just get inside.” She replied harshly, still having that creepy grin on her face. 

She pushed you inside and continued to shove you until you reached the living room. 

At the sight in front of you, you kinda lost your appetite, not wanting to go anywhere anymore.

“W-what is this?” You said, looking at Emma and Liam.

“Y/N! N-No.. this isn’t what it looks like!” He exclaimed pushing the girl off of his lap.

“Then tell me what it looks like, Li!” You shouted.

“Y/N, please it’s no-”

“I lost my appetite, I’m going home.” You said, and stormed off.

“No, Y/N! I swear, I didn’t d-”

“So this is what Emma was telling me about? To come over as soon as I can to see this?” You glared at Emma, “You’re a really sweet girl Emma, but I don’t understand why you’d be so happy about this." 

You stormed off and waved to a cab, climbing in and going back to your flat. 


"Is it true?” You asked, heartbroken.

“What is, love?” Zayn smiled.

“The video.. everything you said!” You exclaimed.

“Of course it’s true! Why would I lie?” He replied.

“Then i’ll be going.” You turned around, a tear rolling down your cheek and walked out.

“Why? I thought you liked the video?” He grabbed your wrist, keeping hold of you.

“You have got to be kidding right now, I hate it.” You cried, running out.

“W-what?! Kayla, what is Y/N talking about?” Zayn asked his daughter.

“I don’t know.” She replied, walking away with a smirk on her face. 

A/N: Part 2 anyone? ;)

This love I

Based on what happened to this girl I know lol. Gave me the idea! Tell me if you want me to continue or just drop this shit!

She was curled up in her bed when Andrea went to see her. Her daughter had been in the bedroom the whole day saying she had a bad stomach ache and needed to lay down. Andrea offered to get her some ginger ale or anything that could help her but Taylor had denied saying she just needed to lay down and it would get better soon. But it hadn’t. At all. If anything, Taylor felt as if everything was getting worse and worse.

“Honey, let me help you. What does it feel like?” Andrea rubbed Taylor’s back as she winced again.

“Like cramps but worse. It hurts, mom.” Taylor whined and Andrea frowned.

“Sweetie, we need to get you to a hospital, okay?” Taylor nodded, almost a little too weak to protest. “Can you walk?”

“Slowly. I think so.” She answered quietly.

“Come on. I’ll help you get dressed and we’re going.” Andrea told her.

After the very difficult task of helping Taylor get dressed, Andrea guided her daughter to the car, very slowly. Taylor was wincing all the way through.

“Honey, did you eat anything that might’ve caused whatever this is?”

“I don’t think so, no.” Taylor shook her head, gripping the seat.

“You’re getting me worried.”

“Me too.” She mumbled, closing her eyes. “How long? I just want this to stop.” Taylor cried.

“Almost there, sweetie.” Andrea glanced at her daughter. She had never been more worried about Taylor than she was right now. This had never happened before, of course period cramps happened but never this bad. And she wasn’t on her period so it was definitely making her head spin with all that could happen. “Come on, honey.” She hadn’t even noticed her mother opening her car door. “Oh sweetie.” Andrea drowned helping her out of the car. Taylor held on to her mother for dear life and they stepped into the clinic.

It wasn’t long before she was in a hospital bed with a nurse asking her questions. She was alone, her mother taking care of the paper work and making sure no word got out that she was there.

“I’m having like the worst cramps of my life.” Taylor told the nurse, gritting her teeth.

“When did it start?”

“Like last night, but it was in the middle of the night I think. But it keeps getting worse.” Taylor said, tears in her eyes. The nurse nodded her head, scribbling down on her note pad.

“We’re gonna run an ultrasound and hopefully figure out what’s happening, Miss Swift.” Her mother wasn’t back by the time they were running the ultrasound, making her feel even more stressed. “Okay, let’s see.” The nurse hummed while Taylor looked at the screen expectantly. “Miss Swift, you’re not late on your menstrual cycle right?”

“No, I’ve gotten it every month.” Taylor nodded, breathing in and out because of the pain.

“And you haven’t felt any changes on your body whatsoever during the past few months?” Taylor’s brows furrowed as she thought back. She had gained a bit more weight but she figured it was because the tour was over and it wasn’t much so she didn’t even worry.

“No, why? What’s wrong with me?” Taylor questioned, her eyes widened and the nurse smiled.

“There’s really nothing wrong, depending on how you take it, Miss Swift.” The nurse spoke softly. “You’re pregnant.”

“That’s impossible.” Taylor shook her head.

The nurse left the room to get the doctor and he gave her an internal exam, telling her even more shocking news. Something she never in her life thought would happen. Was she in a Grey’s anatomy episode that she didn’t know about? Was she dreaming? It couldn’t be happening to her.

“You’re actually six centimetres dilated.”

“You mean to tell me I’m in labor?” Taylor breathed out.

“Very much so. Congratulations!”

Congratulations?! Was he actually serious?! Everyone in the room seemed happy for her while she was about to have a panic attack? How could this be happening? How had she not noticed? They had to be wrong. There was no way this was possible.

Her mother walked in the room, noticing the shocked and panicked expression on her daughter’s face.

“So, what’s happening doctor?” Andrea questioned, looking at Taylor who seemed to be in a trance, lost and trapped somewhere deep inside her mind. Everything seemed to have froze around her and her mind was racing with everything that you could imagine.

“Your daughter’s having a baby!” The doctor smiled. “Congrats!” And Andrea’s jaw dropped at the news and she looked back at Taylor who remained expressionless.

“Is everything okay with the baby? She’s not even showing yet. Why is she in pain?” Andrea snapped out, firing her questions. She jumped into efficiency mode, wanting to do everything she could to help.

“The baby seems fine. Taylor’s actually 7 months along and he’s doing just fine. He’s actually just eager to come out today.”

“He?” Andrea gasped, smiling slightly.

“Yes.” The doctor nodded. “We need to get her to delivery.” He said to the nurse.

“She’s in labor?!”

“Yes, ma'am.” The doctor shook her hand and then Andrea rushed to Taylor’s side.


“Yes sweetie?” Andrea kissed her forehead.

“It’s Adam’s. The baby’s Adam’s.”