Zayn strolled along behind his young daughter, who led him through different aisles of the store. He had taken Y/n to the shopping center to find some new clothes because she had grown a lot over the winter and needed new summer clothes. Y/n was browsing through the variety of clothing choices, unsure of what she wanted to wear. Zayn kept stopping to hold things up to her and get her opinion.
"How about this lovely dress, Y/n?" He suggested, showing her a yellow camisole dress with a pink skirt attached. Y/n shook her head and continued on to the next rack. "Or this purple outfit?" Zayn held up a two-piece set; a singlet with frilly straps and a pair of denim shorts with purple details.
"Nah, I don't like it," Y/n stated, shrugging and looking amongst a section of baggy t-shirts.
"Well, what do you like to wear?" Zayn asked, following the small girl to wherever looked. Y/n showed an expression on concentration as she searched for the perfect outfit to show her baba, so he'd know what her style was. Finally, she found a smokey black, baggy t-shirt that had a Fleetwood Mac album cover picture on it and a pair of slightly baggy denim shorts. She paired the items with a pair of red high-top converse to complete the set. She then turned to her baba, lifting up the selection to show him.
"I like this," Y/n smiled, proud of fashion style. Zayn's expression changed from surprise to pride as he checked the sizing on the items before plopping them in the shopping trolley he held.
"Alright, then. Let's find more stuff like that." Zayn began to look around for similar clothes, but Y/n spoke up.
"You don't mind? I thought you wanted me to wear dresses and skirts and... pink." Y/n said, a little taken aback. Zayn chuckled and shook his head.
"I have no problem with whatever you choose to wear, babi. I thought you liked to wear dresses, skirts and pink, because that's what you've always worn."
"Nah... Mama just always buys those things for me, I don't really want them..." Y/n explained, playing with her fingers nervously.
"Well, I'll let Mama know that you like different stuff, and today we'll buy the things you want. Sound good?" Zayn offered, ruffling Y/n's hair and gesturing for her to follow him as he disappeared into the aisle she preferred. Y/n showed a toothy grin, skipping off to resume her shopping.
"Sounds good!"
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One Direction ~ BSM & BSF & DDM
FanfictionJust a bunch of little moments with the One Direction boys, brother-sister, best-friend and father-daughter. Enjoy! Author's Note should be read in order to avoid confusion and misunderstanding! :) Ps: Any ideas or suggestions are welcome and encour...
