One Direction Preferences and Imagines

#63- Your son's friend has a crush on you

Preference #63- Your son's friend has a crush on you

(Y/S/F) = your sons friend

Harry:

Your son and his friend were over today, enjoying their time outside by the swimming pool. You had decided to go out there, too, so you put on your bikini and headed outside. "Hey boys, aren't you gonna get inside?" You asked dipping into the fresh cool water. "Maybe later mum, right now-" Your son was cut off by his friend saying, "Sure Mrs. Styles. You look great." "Thank you," you smiled, swimming towards your son who was just getting in. "So what are you two talking about?" You ask. "Girls," your son replied instantly. "I prefer someone older, a real woman," (y/s/f) said, eyeing you. You let out a nervous chuckle, and looked over at your son who looked just as confused as you. "Um... yeah. Anyway-" You started but (y/s/f) cut you off. "You're well fit Mrs. Styles. I don't see many mums that have a body like yours," he said suddenly. "Dude, that's my mum," your son said, splashing water towards his friend. "I'm just saying!" "Thank you very much (y/s/f), but maybe you should cool it," you said getting out and drying off. "Sorry, guess I'm just very forward. When I see something I like, well... I go for it," he said. You mumbled under your breath before going back inside. Later that night you told your son his friend wasn't invited over anymore, which your son was completely fine with. "He was a creep, sorry bout that mum." "It's fine babe, just don't tell your father. Wouldn't want him to get jealous over a 15 year old."

Liam:

"Hi son, how was your day?" You asked your son as he entered the kitchen, his two good friends following behind him. "It was alright," he responded sitting down. "You boys hungry?" You ask. One of them whispered something to your son making him groan. "You're sick... And yeah mum, please," he said. You nodded and started on some cookies. "So Mrs. Payne, how have your been?" (Y/s/f) asks, coming over to help you. "I've been alright," you nodded. "You look really nice today," he comments, you blushed lightly. "Thank you," you said. Just then Liam came in, carrying your 4 year old daughter in his arms. "Hi mummy," your daughter smiles. "Hi baby," you said grabbing her to give her a hug. "Hi Liam," you said, kissing his lips briefly. "That's all I get?" Liam teased, a smirk on his face as he brought his lips back to yours. You both pulled away and continued on with the cookies. When you bent down to put the cookies in the oven, you couldn't help but notice one of your sons friend watching you. "Your mum has a great a**" you heard him say aloud. "Dude, c'mon?" Your son scolds. "But look at it, it's so round, f*ck I'd love to see that bouncing on my d-" Liam cut him off. "Excuse me, that's my wife you're talking about. And there's a 4 year old in here, watch your language," Liam said, and (y/s/f) turned bright red. "I'm sorry sir." "Maybe you should just go," you said to the boy and he nodded, mumbling a few apologies as he left.

Louis:

"Mum, can (y/s/f) come over," your son asked over the phone. You were on your way home from a late lunch with your friend and you figured that since you'd be able to keep a close eye on them that it was okay. "Yeah, sure babe. I'll be home soon so I'll bring home some pizza so that I don't have to cook," you said. "Thanks mum, see you soon." You drove to the nearest pizza pick up and grabbed two large pepperoni pizzas. When you got home, you shouted,"Boys! Come get the food!" They two boys came running to the front door, each grabbing a pizza box. "Thanks again mum!" Your son smiles heading back to the living room. His friend however stayed behind. "Thanks again Mrs. Tomlinson, it's really nice of you. You need some help with your bags?" (y/s/f) asked. "Sure, and call me Y/N," you smiled. He grabbed your bag and carried it into the dining room and set it on the table. "Thank you babe, now go enjoy your pizza," you said. He nodded, his cheeks turning pink when the word babe left your mouth. He left, leaving you to clean the table off. "Mum! Can I have some soda please!" You son yelled. "Yeah, just one sec!" You poured two glasses of Pepsi and started to take them to the living room when you heard your sons friend bring you up. "She's so fit. Fuck, I just wanna pull her shirt off and-" "Don't say another word boy, that's me wife you're getting hot and bothered off of," you heard Louis say. You smiled, waited a minute, and then brought their drinks to them while sending Louis a wink.

Zayn:

"How old are you in this picture?" (y/s/f) asked your son. The three of you were seated on the couch looking through old pictures. Your son needed some baby pictures for his senior graduation so you pulled out all the pictures you had so that he could pick some out. "I don't know, how old was I mum?" Your son asked. "I'd say about 3, I remember because your dad got that outfit for your 3rd birthday," you explained. They looked through a few more pictures, before they landed on a photo of you in one of Zayn's shirts and a pair of very tiny shorts. "Holy shi-" (y/s/f) said, stopping himself from finishing his sentence. "You look so fuc-" "Please (y/s/f) stop while you're ahead, that's me mum you're talking about," your son groaned. You laughed, grabbing the picture from (y/s/f) and looking at it. You were probably 19 or 20 in the photo. "Gosh, I looked so good back then," you said, staring at the picture in awe. "Are you kidding? You're just as hot now, maybe even hotter! If I was 18 I would-" "You would what?" Zayn asked coming downstairs, a smirk playing at his lips. "I would uh, I'd do nothing Mr. Malik," (y/s/f) said, swallowing hard. "I'm sorry." "It's fine boy, you're young, trust me, if I was you, and my friends mum looked like Y/N, I would want to do her too. But luckily, I already do," Zayn smiled. "Oh god, please, I'm in the room!" Your son groaned, grabbing his friend and going upstairs. "You're too much, Zayn," you laughed. He shrugged, sitting down next to you while grabbing the picture of you. "You're beautiful, baby," he said kissing your lips passionately.

Niall:

"Hi baby, how was school?" You asked your 4 year old son. He smiled, looking up at you. "It was fun, me and my friend played dinosaurs. I roared so loud that he got scared and then he roared but not as good as me and now he wants to come over. Can he mum can he please?" Your son asked, eyes full of hope. "Well let's see what his mummy says about it first, okay?" "Okay," your son smiled. He showed you his friend and you got the okay from him mum, so now you were taking the boys to the car. "How was school (y/s/f)?" "It was fun, we played dinosaurs," he answered, smiling wide. "I love playing dinosaurs," you said, helping them both into the car. As you drove them both home, you couldn't help but notice how your sons friend kept staring at you through the rear view mirror. Each time you linked eyes he'd smile and wave, cheeks growing red. You shrugged it off, pulling into the drive way and taking the kids inside for some food. "Do you boys have any homework?" You asked. "No mummy, we don't have none." "Okay, well I'll get you some food while you play," you said. "Okay." They both wondered off, you could still hear their dinosaur roars from the kitchen. "Baby! I'm home!" You heard Niall call. He entered the room, smiling as soon as he saw you. "Hi Niall," you smiled kissing him. "Boys come eat!" You called. "Friend over?" Niall asked. You nodded. The kids came running in, grabbing their snack and munching on it as if they'd never eaten anything all day. "Mummy, (y/s/f) said you're beautiful, and that he wants to hug you," your son smiled. You laughed, watching as his friend nodded sheepishly. Niall gave you a look, followed by a wink. "Go on then love, hug him," Niall said. You picked up the small boy and kissed his cheek, his cheeks getting hotter by the second.

Thanks for reading guys!

~ Gaby <3