One Direction Preferences

He's finds out you're not human

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Niall: You were laying in bed, waiting for Niall to come in and crawl in next to you. While you were waiting, you decided to read a bit of a book you picked up. You opened the drawer of your night stand and picked up your book, seeing your black feather under it. Memories flooded into your head of how everything happened. Being exiled from Heaven for falling in love with a human you were protecting while being a guardian angel, Niall Horan. You started to tear up a bit, knowing that this is who you really were. Knowing that Niall could never know about it. If he knew, then he would never really look at you the same ever again. You then felt him hop into the bed causing you to throw the feather into the drawer along with your book. You turned over and smiled at Niall, who smiled back. "How did I get so lucky that I met you?" He said with a smile. You shrugged then pressed your lips against his, trying to forget about your feather, praying he didn't see it. The kiss between you two began to get more and more heated, but you didn't feel a thing. That was the thing about being an angel. When Niall touched you, you felt nothing. Physical touch was nothing to you, but the emotional value Niall had to you was nothing in comparison. Before you could stop him, Niall's hands wandered up your shirt and over your wing scars. You saw exactly what he was seeing now, which was exactly what you wanted to hide from him. You were free falling from heaven. Your white shirt was blood stained in the back from where they tore out your wings, and you held your black feather in your hands. Before he saw anymore, you quickly grabbed his hands and pulled away. His blue eyes were filled with fear, and he was speechless."You...you weren't supposed to see that." Was all you could say. There was a long silence before Niall spoke again. "What was that?" He asked, his voice shaking with uncertainty. You bit your lower lip as you removed your shirt and turned around, showing off your wing scars running down your back. "They're...they're wing scars, from angel wings. I never told you...but I'm a fallen angel...and I was exiled from heaven because...while I was your guardian angel, I kind of fell in love with you. Just the way you were so...carefree about everything, and how you smiled even when things weren't always in the best of conditions. I fell for you harder then I ever imagined was possible. When the Archangels...t-the angels in charge of everything...when they found out, they stripped me of my wings and sent me down to Earth. I thought I would never see you again, but when you ran into me at the record store, I used it as an opportunity to finally talk to you and know you personally." You explained. Niall stayed silent then finally spoke. "Y-you're really an angel?" You nodded. "And...you were my guardian angel?" He asked, and you nodded again. For a while, the two of you sat in silence, Niall still sitting a good distance from you. Finally, he moved closer. "(Y/N), why didn't you tell me before?" He asked, and you shrugged. "Didn't think you would believe me I guess." "Well damn (Y/N) Could've just shown me the scars and did what ever that was. I'm pretty sure the message would've gotten through." He said, causing both of you to nervously laugh. He took your hand then smiled. "(Y/N), I don't care, okay? You're here with me now, and as long as no Archangel is going to come down here to smite my ass, I'm good." He said with a laugh, then holding you close. After that, he started calling you angel rather than princess, and no one knew why but the two of you.

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Liam: One day, the two of you were at home, just enjoying a lazy day together, when Liam asked a question that you truly had no answer to. "So, (Y/N), when do I get to meet your parents?" He asked you with a smile, and your heart stopped. Liam had no idea that you were a demi-god, and you didn't want him to know. One parent's completely normal and the other is a god who could probably fry him where he stood? That's not exactly news you get to give often. Your father died from a fury attack when you were younger, which forced you to go to camp half-blood. (A/N-Sorry, if you've ever read the Percy Jackson Series, then you'll know what that is. If you don't then I suggest it, and Camp Half-Blood is a camp for demi-gods. It's just a safe place for them to protect them from monsters and stuff.) There, you learned that you were a daughter of Athena, Goddess of wisdom, which explained more than just the fury attack. At a young age, you knew about as much as a first year high school student would know, and you loved it. Learning was one thing that you loved more than anything in the world. Still, your dyslexia and ADHD made it a little difficult. Your brain wasn't hradwired for english, but for greek. (A/N-Sorry, another Percy Jackson reference. It was my favorite book series at one point...and it still kind of is!) "Uhh, well...I mean..." You tried to say, coming up with some lie in your head. "Is everything okay (Y/N)?" He asked. You let out a sigh and finally spoke. You figured now was a better time than ever to tell him. "Look, I've never told you this, but my father's dead, and my mom...she's, well..." Your voice trailed off. How were you even going to attempt to explain this? "Liam, my mother's Athena." You blurted out, and the room was silent. "She is the greek Goddess of wisdom, and I know it sounds crazy, but it's the truth. I can show you." You told him, then getting up and grabbing one of your greek text books off the shelf and bringing it back over to him. You began reading the paragraphs as if they were regular letters. Liam was just astonished as you closed the book and looked at him. He was silent for a long while before letting out a sigh. "And you aren't just joking?" He asked, and you shook your head no. You then opened a drawer of a side table next the couch, and pulled out a small steel knife. His eyes grew wide as he looked right at the dagger, then at you. "It's for emergamcies only, but I keep one in every room in case a monster attacks." You then explained to him that monsters were attracted to the scent of  demi-gods, and slowly, it became more of a simple conversation. The awkwardness dropped and you started telling him all about camp half-blood and the greek stories that only demi-gods knew. "So...you aren't angry?" You asked him. He smiled, kissed the top of your head, and held you close. "Of course not (Y/N), I love you."

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Zayn: Today, you were going to the beach with your boyfriend Zayn and his band mates. Going to a beach or any other body of water always made you nervous. You were a Nix shape shifter, which meant that every once and a while you would get a glimpse of the future, but you only saw when someone was about to die by drowning. When you arrived at the beach, you and Zayn sat under a beach umbrella with Zayn, and everything seemed to be perfect. Nothing could ever ruin this moment, until you saw it. Liam, Louis, and Niall were all planning to pick Zayn up and throw him in the ocean as a joke, thinking that he would at least be able to get up and walk back to shore, but something was going to happen, and Zayn would drown if someone didn't try and do something. Before you could even blink, the boys all picked up Zayn, who was screaming for them to put him down. Your heart was racing as you shouted at them to be careful, but they threw him right in. You quickly got up and pushed past the boys, running into the water to try and get Zayn. The waves were rough and you saw his head just above the shallow water. You grabbed his arm and tried your best to pull him up. He was coughing up water, and was already having trouble breathing. "I-I think I stepped on something." he struggled to tell you., but you just brought him back to shoer. The other boys helped, and kept apologizing over and over again for what they did. "Yeah you have this huge cut on your foot Zayn." Said Harry. "Ewww, it's so gross." Niall laughed. You rolled your eyes as you were focused on Zayn. "Are you alright?" You asked him, and he nodded. "How did you know something was wrong out there?" He asked you, and you bit your lower lip, debating wether or not this was the right time to tell him about who you were. "Can you guys give us some privacy?" You asked the boys, and they nodded, leaving the two of you alone. You then let out a sigh, lifting up your wrists to show him two tattoos of the ancient symbols, meaning water guardian. "So, you have tattoos? That explains nothing (Y/N)." He chuckled, and you rolled your eyes. "They meanwater guardian. Zayn...I haven't been fully honest with you." You sighed, then went on to explain that you were a Nix, which was a kind of shape shifter. You told him about how you could change form and how you saw him drowning from something unexpected. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked, astonished. "I don't know, maybe because it sounds crazy?" You mummbled. For a while there was silence between you, but Zayn then smiled and grabbed your hand. "Look, you saved my life. I don't care what you are. I love you, and nothing will ever change that." He told you, then pressing his lips against yours.