One Direction Preferences

#92: Fixing Your Daughter's Hair

Harry:

"Ouch! Ouch Daddy!" Your four year old shouts as her father continues to accidentally tug on her curly locks. "I'm sorry, beautiful. I told you I wouldn't be good at this." Your daughter slips out of Harry's lap and with a smile, leans up on her tip-toes before placing a kiss on his cheek. "Never mind, Daddy. I leave my hair down today." And with that she's running off to her room.

Liam:

"Alright, We're almost done baby." He tells the squirming five-year-old while pulling a few more stands of hair into the messy braid. "Daddy!" She scolds once getting a good look at herself in the mirror. "I-I tried my hardest." Your husbands states defeated, your daughter gives herself another look in the mirror before hugging her father's waist "It's alright daddy! I look pretty. Good job." Liam just smiles down at the little girl before picking her up giving her forehead a kiss.

Louis:

"Wow! You did even better than mom!" The seven year old notices as she looks over her shoulder staring at the wonderful braid Louis has twirled. "Why thank you," He states popping his knuckles before laying an arm over her shoulder. "You should do my hair every morning for school! Wow daddy! It looks great!" Louis smiles bigger before nodding his head. "If that's what you want then sure."

Niall:

"Here Dad," Your thirteen year old daughter laughs as she shoos her father away from the three year old sitting in his lap. "You just pull the hair like this," she demonstrates causing the little girl to wince before returning back to her toys "and tie it up." Niall nods his head before looking over at the brunette girl beside him. "Remember when I tried to do you hair when you where little?" The teenager laughs before shaking her head. "Horrific event, don't wanna talk about it." Niall laughs loudly before nodding in agreement.

Zayn:

"Ow....Ow......Ow......Ow." The two year old repeats as Zayn tries to pin up her hair, with a few more 'Ows' your daughter has enough and reaches up pushing her fathers hands away from her hair. "Hurt! Hurt!" Zayn can't help but smile as he nods his head. "I'm sorry love, want me to take it down?" She shakes her head more before slipping off his lap and crawling back into her room of toys "No. Hurt more." She simply states.