45. You talk in Dutch and he doesn't understand you. (HIS P.O.V.)

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Harry:

(Y/N) is really mad, like furious. I can't blame her, I mean I cheated. She is screaming at me and I'm just sitting here. ''Why did you do it?'' she whispers as she sits down. ''I don't know.'' I confess. ''You know.. I don't get it. Am I not enough for you?'' she says and looks right into my eyes. ''You are! I was just.. drunk.'' I whisper. ''DAT IS GEEN GOED EXCUUS!'' she yells. ''What?'' I asked her. She began to scream at me in Dutch, her vernacular. ''I'm sorry. I mean, It's bullshit. You were drunk. SO WHAT? YOU CAN STILL THINK!'' she yelled and I sighed. ''I'm sorry (y/n) I love you okay. I get how upset you are but please forgive me?'' I whisperd as I pulled her into my arms. ''Fine, only because I love you.'' she whisperd. ''Oh and (y/n)?'' I said and she nodded. ''Don't talk Dutch to me again, I don't understand it.'' I confessed and she began to laugh.

Niall:

''So, can you teach me?'' I asked (y/n), my girlfriend of 2 years. ''Ofcourse.'' she said and laughed. (Y/N) was just on the phone with her mom and they talked Dutch. I was so impressed with the language that I asked her to teach me. ''What do you want to say?'' she asked me. ''I love you so much. And I don't understand Dutch at all.'' I laughed as she thought for a moment. ''Ik hou zoveel van je. En ik snap helemaal niks van Nederlands.'' she said and I tried but I couldn't do it. ''Ik hou zoeveel van joe. An I snap nieks from Dutch.'' I could only manage to say that. She laughed so hard at my Dutch. ''Don't laugh at me!'' I shouted which made her laugh even harder. ''You'll get there Niall! Just keep trying.'' she said and kissed me. ''I can't wait.'' I said sarcastically.

Louis:

I walked into my house after a long day of work. All I wanted was to talk to (y/n), my girlfriend of 3 years, and cuddle with her. But when I walked into the room (y/n) was on the phone. ''Jaa hij is heel lief mam. Oh ik moet gaan, Louis is thuis. Doeii!'' she said and hung up. ''Who was that?'' I asked her. ''My mom, she asked about you.'' she smiled and patted the seat next to her. I sat down and looked at her. ''What did she wanna know?'' ''Oh just how you were and if you were being good to me.'' she smiled and kissed my cheek. ''So Dutch huh?'' I chuckled. ''Yeah, she likes it when I talk Dutch. I always spoke to her in Dutch before I met you.'' she smiled. ''That's kinda hot, that you can speak more than one languages.'' I whisperd in her ear. ''Oh yeah?'' she chuckled and pulled me upstairs. Let's just say, that was a fun night.

Zayn:

When (Y/N) was really mad she would always speak in Dutch. She did this because I wouldn't understand if she would say things. In that way she wouldn't regret anything she said or something. But today was different. ''ZAYN WAAROM ROOK JE NOU WEER? IK GA JE VERLATEN ALS JE DOORGAAT MET ROKEN!'' she yelled and immediately sat down. She covered her mouth with her hand. Confusion took over me. ''Boo, what's wrong?'' I asked her and sat next to her. ''I'm sorry.'' she whisperd. ''What did you say?'' I asked her. She sighed and looked at me with wattery eyes. ''I said I would leave you if you continue to smoke.'' she whisperd and a tear escaped her eye. A lump got stuck in my troath. ''Zayn I didn't mean it.'' she said. ''I know, baby.'' I whisperd and pulled her closer. ''I will try to stop.'' I whisperd. ''Thank you.''

Liam:

(Y/N) and I were at (y/n)'s parents house. She was cooking with her mom and I walked to the kitchen. ''Oh mam, Liam is so lief. Hij is zo goed voor me. Ik hou van hem.'' she said and her mom smiled. ''Oh ik ben blij dat hij zo goed voor je is.'' her mom said. (Y/N) turned around and looked at me. ''LIAM!'' she said and attacked me with a hug. ''Can I talk to you for a sec?'' I said and she followed me to her room. ''What is it?'' she smiled at me. ''What you were saying to your mom. Was that bad?'' I whisperd and she looked at me. ''No Liam. Wanna know what I said?'' she asked me and I nodded. ''I said you were such a sweet guy. That you treat me like a princess and that I love you. And my mom is glad that you are so good to me.'' she said and smiled at me. ''Oh that isn't bad at all.'' I smiled and pulled her closer. ''No it isn't.'' she whisperd and kissed me.

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