American songs vs. British songs
& this is one reason I wish I was British…
The day I turn 18:
I’m moving to England!
Teacher:Your daughter is an absolute angel, he's a straight A student and he's such a sweet heart, always wanting to help me hand out the test papers and such.
Liam:Oh that's great! I'm so proud of my boy. I'm so proud of you honey, would you like an icecream my little baby gumdrop honey cupcakes?
Teacher:Your child tends to eat in class...
Niall:Of course he does! He eat's when he's hungry! Us Horan's eat when we feel the need. You don't want him to starve do ya?
Teacher:Your child seems to be spending the whole class time fixing his hair and looking into reflective surfaces...
Zayn:Of corse, why wouldn't he? He's a good looking kid. It's in our genes. Just the gene pool that is life. He's a good looking kid, so who would blame him?
Teacher:Your child seems to be hitting on teachers and other students mothers... it's getting rather inapropriate...
Harry:Oh son, you know better than that. You need to learn to stick with people your own age ok? *whispers to son* You mean Katies mum? Damn she's fit!
Teacher:You're daughter has quite an attitude. She talks back a lot and is becoming too sassy for my liking.
Louis:I've taught her to stick up for herself, and she's doing bloody well thankyou. Do you know who I am? Do ya? Bitch, I will cut you. *snaps fingers in z formation* You are rude. Goodbye.
WHEN I ASK MY TEACHER HOW MUCH I SHOULD BE PRACTISING
WALKING BY A VIOLINIST
WHEN A NONMUSICIAN ASKS ME OUT