One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

You won't convert //Zayn//

"Zayn, stop bugging me about this. I already told you I'm not converting to Islam. You told me I could stay Catholic and now all of a sudden your father won't accept our marriage unless I convert? What kind of messed up crap is that?" You ranted to Zayn. He sat on the edge of the bed as you walked back and forth in front of him. "Tell him you don't have to listen to him. You're grown!" You shout coming to a stop in front of Zayn. He had his head in his hands, mumbling things under his breath that you could no understand. "Say something!" You nudged his shoulder. Zayn let out a sigh as he finally lifted his head up.
"Honestly Y/n, I don't see what the big problem is. It's not like I'm asking you to change who you are, I just thought we should share this together. It would be really special if you converted. I want our kids to grow up learning about my culture and religion. Besides you wouldn't be someone new, you'd still be you." Zayn finally explained to you. You ran a hand down your face, letting out a loud sigh.
"No. No. No. I grew up catholic and I'm going to die catholic." You shook your head refusing. At that point your actions became childish and you were almost throwing a tantrum.
"Y/n! What are you so afraid of?!" Zayn shouts making you jump. He gripped onto your shoulders making you face him.
"I don't know..." you admit looking down. "I just am..."
"Your problem is you listen to all that mess your friends put in your ear. You think I don't know what they tell you? That you're giving up all your rights if you convert? That's not true, I would never control you in such a way. My religion is not like that at all. People are just blind and choose to see what they want too. You're not signing your soul to the devil."
"What do you mean I won't have to change who I am? Yes I will? I would have to become all religious and stuff, I'm far from religious."
Zayn let out a snort, "yet you want to remain catholic?" You nod your head once.
"You're ridiculous. Do I look religious to you?" You shook your head no. "Exactly. You know what, I need to smoke, you're giving me anxiety." Zayn grabbed his lighter and smokes from the nightstand.
"Sorry...." you whispered weakly.
"Are you really though?"