One Direction Preferences

Your daughter gets her first period

Louis: “Mom, I think I you know… started.” You 12 year old daughter says to you as you sit alone in the kitchen reading. You put your book down and look at her. A spitting image of her father, athletic, talented. “Well, remember what I taught you a year ago?” She nodded “But, I have really bad cramps, and I know dad wants to go play today, but it really hurts.” “Ok sweetie, go back to your room, and I’ll bring up a heating pad and some sugar. Ok?” you say smiling. She nods and returns to her room. You sigh and get up wondering how this happened so fast when Louis walks in. “Hey Y/N. Where’s Y/D/N?” “She can’t play today.” “Why not?” he asks. “Because she's not your little girl anymore Lou.” He stares at you blankly “Well sure she’s getting older, but… Oh, Oh my God. Is she ok?” You nod, taking some chocolate out of the pantry and grab the heating pad, “But she needs these.” He grabs them from you and says “I’ve got this, she needs to know I’m here too.” You smile and follow him up the stairs and he knocks on her door. “Sweetie, can I come in?” Silence, then a small “Ok.” He opens the door, and walks in. You hear him say “Look, I know this can be scary, but it’s natural. And well, needs to happen I guess. But, you’re still my little girl ok?” “Yes.” Was all she replied. “hey, we can go play soccer tomorrow ok?” Her voice lightened a bit “Ya, that sounds good. I love you dad.” “I love you too sweetheart.” He walked back out of the room and hugged me “Very good Louis, you are amazing.” He sighed “I know. Is there any chance you want to go play?” You nod, granting his wish.

Harry: You and your family had just sat down for dinner, Harry, your 13 year old daughter, and your 5 year old son. “Oh Y/D/N, will you go get the pepper off the counter please. “Sure.” she says getting up, and you automatically see the red stain on her yellow pants. You really hope Harry doesn’t see, not yet, not until you can talk to her. But your son does and he laughs “Haha Y/D/N has a big red dot on her butt.” Harry chokes on his food, knowing exactly what that meant. Your daughter’s face turns red,and she runs up the stairs. You get up, but Harry stops you “I’ve got this Y/N.” you start to sit as he leaves, but are a little scared about how she will react. You walk up to her room and hear Harry’s voice say “And it’s nothing to be embarrassed about, more like just umm a little.. well, it’s supposed to happen ok?” She sobbed a little harder and he shushed her. “Listen to me. You’re going to be fine. And I love you no matter what. Do you love me?” she sniffled again and laughed “Of course, I couldn’t not love you.” He sighed “Good, now, let’s get back to dinner, I’m sure it’s getting cold.” She walked out, hugging him. “I’ll be right down.” She nodded and you kissed Harry “Thanks babe. I wish I had you growing up.” He chuckled and led you back down the stairs “You have me now you know.” You smile, and make eyes at him the rest of the night.

Liam: You cell phone rang, just as you were about to climb in your car to head for home. “Hey love, what’s up?” you ask seeing Liam’s name. He sighed a bit flustered “So Y/D/N/, came to me and said she was bleeding.” You laugh “So get a band aid. Really Liam, what would you do with out me?” You ask turning onto the freeway. “It’s where a band aid can’t go.” “Oh, crap, was she upset?” He sighed agian “She’s just a little scared. She’s been locked in her room for a while, she won’t come out Y/N.” “Ok Liam, you need to go talk to her. See if she’s ok.” “OK, here I go.” You thought he would hang up, but you heard him knock on the door. “Love, we have to talk.” You heard her door open and you could hear her whimpers. “Hey, come on now, there’s no need for that.” She sniffled “I don’t want to grow up daddy. It’s too scary.” He said “You don’t have to, you’ll always be that little girl who used to sit in my lap, and ask me to tell her stories. Ok?” The phone had some static and I could barely hear “Will you tell me a story?” Then it went dead. Once I got home, I walked up to her room and smiled once I saw Liam stroking her hair, reciting her favorite bedtime story. She was asleep, and he smiled at me “I think she’s ok now.” I nodded “You are so wonderful. She was smart to come to you.” He nodded and kissed her head “Goodnight angel, my… my big girl.”

Zayn: “God mom, can’t you just stop?” you 14 year old daughter screams in your face from across the table. She got up and started to leave when Zayn said “You do not talk to your mother like that, not come back and apologize. She gave him a death stare,and stormed off to her room. You look down, trying to hide thee hurt, but he sees right through you. “This is so unacceptable, and so un-her. What the hell got into her?” he asks getting up but you stop him. “Zayn, it’s probably her changing.” He stares at you horrified “No, not yet. We still had a good 4 years. Shit.” You smile, “I’ll just go talk to her then, and..” “Nope. let me. She needs some sense in her.” “Zayn, don’t do anything stupid, like try to make her laugh.” He shook his head and stomped up the stairs “Y/D/N! Open this door now.” She sighed and said “Yes father, how may I help you?” “Ok young lady, stop the smart ass act, what’s going on?” She hesitated “Nothing, everything is fine.” He said “I can see through you just like I can see your mother, now what is wrong dear?” There was silence, then she hugged him “I started ,my period, and I just… I feel different.” He squeezed her tightly “But you’re not different. You’re still Y/D/N. And you still owe your mother an apology.” She nodded and came over to me “Sorry mom. I love you both.” “And we will always love you, our Y/D/N.”

Niall: It was laundry day in the Horan house, and Niall’s turn more specifically. He walked into your daughter’s room to strip her bed of sheets and pillow cases, but calls your name. “Y/N!” he called a little panicked. You run to your daughter’s room and ask “What/ What’s wrong?” He points to the sheet, and you see why he called you. Her bed was stained with blood. “Is that blood?” You nod “I think it’s from her dot.” He looked at you “She’s had one before?” You shake your head “Not that I know of. Where is she anyways?” He shrugs “Y/D/N!” he calls and she runs into her room. “Oh crap, dad, you weren’t supposed to see that. Crap.” She had inherited her father’s mouth, but could keep it in control in front of you. “Why didn’t you want me to see princess?” he asks raising an eyebrow. She shrugged “Because it’s embarrassing. You’re my dad, not a girlfriend who I borrow a tampon from. I don’t want things to be different between us. I like the way things are, or were.” He sighed and rubbed his head “Nothing will ever change that. I knew this was coming. But no matter how much you change, and even if you ever get… married… we still will be that same. Ok?” She nods and says “Thanks.” then hugs both of you, leaving again. “Wow, you handled that better than I thought you would.” You say, but he hugs you “I don’t want to lose her.” You laugh “You never will babe, she couldn’t live without you, just like me.” He smiled, squeezing you tighter “Same, I can’t live without you both.”