One Direction Imagines

"Sit Still, Look Pretty"- S.I. (Niall)

Could dress up
To get love
But guess what?
I'm never gonna be that girl
Who's living in a Barbie world

Could wake up
And make up,
And play dumb
Pretending that I need a boy
Who's gonna treat me like a toy

I know the other girlies wanna wear expensive things
Like diamond rings
But I don't wanna be the puppet that you're playing on a string
This queen don't need a king

Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this gal right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on your 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still look pretty

Mr. Right could be nice for one night
But then he wanna take control
And I would rather fly solo

Then Snow White
She did it right
In her life
Had 7 men to do the chores
'Cause that's not what a lady's for

The only thing a boy's gonna give a girl for free's captivity
And I might love me some vanilla but I'm not that sugar sweet
Call me HBIC

Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this gal right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be, because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on your 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be, 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still look pretty

[2x]
Sure, I'm a pretty girl
Up in a pretty world
But they say pretty hurts
And I don't wanna sit still
I'm a pretty girl
Up in a pretty world
But no, I won't sit still, look pretty

Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this gal right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on your 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still look pretty

Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this gal right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on your 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty

Sit still, look pretty [4x]

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Your P.O.V.

"Hey (Y/N)," Ethan, your co-worker, called across the office.

"Yes E?" You answered back, using his nickname you have for him.

"Why do you work?"

"Why do I work?" You repeated.

"Yes, why? I'm sure Niall makes enough to support the both of you and then some."

"Well that he does. But I like to work because I want to be able to do something for myself and earn rewards. Such as gaining my own money. I don't like using other people for resources such as though. Working gives me a sense of accomplishment. Why do you work?" You retorted.

Taken aback, Ethan goes quiet.

But it got you thinking. Why is everyone still against women in the work force. It is 2016, people. Enough with the thought that ladies belong at home in the kitchen and cleaning the house. Why should men be the only bread maker?

Packing up your things for the day. You head out of the office, to the parking garage. Picking up some Zaxby's on the way home.

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"Hey princess," Niall yells from the living room as he hears you enter your shared house.

"Hi," you sigh, setting the food in the kitchen. Heading to the living room, you kiss your boyfriend hello, before heading to your shared bedroom to change out of your work attire.

A big heavy sigh escapes your mouth as you're done washing your face. You still can't believe Ethan had the nerve to make a comment like that. If you want to work, you should be able to work. No questions asked.

Jogging down the stairs, you stride to the kitchen. Grabbing some water bottles from the fridge, picking up the food bags on your way to the living room.

"How was your day, babe?" Niall asks, pulling you closer by the waist, and kissing your temple.

"It was great," you lie through your teeth, throwing in a fake smile.

"No it wasn't," Niall shakes his head.

"How can you tell?"

"Because I know you, (Y/N)."

"Okay...so it wasn't great."

"I already knew that," he chuckles, "c'mon, tell Dr. Niall what happened," he says, pulling you onto his lap.

"Dr. Niall?" You laugh, "like Dr. Phil?"

"Yes. But I'm better."

"That you are," you giggle.

"So what happened?" He looks at you with sweet eyes.

"This sexist arsehole made the comment about women in the work force. Asking me why I want to work. And mentioning to just rely on you. Like no! Women have just as much of a right to make a living as men do." You don't realize how worked up you are, until you feel Niall wipe away your hot, angry tears.

"I'm sorry baby. He's a total dickwad for saying that. I totally agree. If my girl wants to work, she can work. I don't know what's it to him. It shouldn't concern him. You are a hard worker and for that I am very proud of you, princess." He replies, almost in a whisper.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, cradling your head in his neck, you breathe in his scent. Feeling instantly relaxed, as he rubs your back in circles.

"Thank you Niall. You always know the right thing to say. I'm the luckiest girl in the world to be able to call you my own," you smile, pecking his cheek.

"I think I'm the lucky one here, babe. C'mon, let's enjoy this delicious food you brought home, and watch a movie. I hate seeing you upset."

Setting you back onto the couch, keeping you close, you cheekily feed each other. Enjoying your night in, with each other for company.