One Direction Preferences

#78: Having A Moment With Your Son

Harry:  Your nephew Carson had his first crush and as Cool Aunt Y/N, you were more than happy to help him woo her. "See, you need to compliment her. Let her know that in your eyes, she's special..." You lectured him as he sat on your kitchen counter. Harry caught snippets of your conversation, you could hear him snorting in the background. But as a women, you obviously know more than him. After about the third snort, you had enough. "Fine Harold! If I am so mistaken, please, enlighten him." And like the awesome Uncle he was, Harry took complete control of this situation. The next day, you were picking Carson up from school and you watched as he gave his sweet little crush a flower and then ran into your car. As you drove away you looked over at him, "So... how was it?" He sighed and began to look back behind him, "What if she didn't like it?" "NEVER LOOK BACK!" You pushed him and forced him to face forward, "NEVER!!"

Louis:  After a long day of work, you were more than happy to come home and see your Louis and your boys. When you walked through the door, your two older sons Nate and Luke ran into your arms to greet you. "MUMMY!" They exclaimed, running into your arms. "Where's daddy?" You asked as you gave them kisses. "He's with Wessie in his office." Luke said pulling you through the house towards your husband's office. "Where's my handsome man?!" You asked as you walked through the door. "Right here!" Louis smiled and opened his free arm for a hug while the other held baby Wes. "There he is!" You distinctly ignored Louis and took Wes into your arms. Louis scoffed, "Now that's just mean." Your two older boys giggled in the background. "Give Mummy a kiss?" You asked Wes. He took your cheeks in his little hands and planted a kiss on your lips. Louis frowned, "What about Daddy?"

Niall:  Conor followed in the footsteps of his father, he became a world famous singer and songwriter in his own right. He was so unbelievably talented and he learned it all from his Old Man. He was nominated for Best New Artist at the BRIT Awards and he took you as his date. He told you that he needed the number one lady in his life with him tonight. When it came time for the Best New Artist award you took his hand and squeezed it tightly, "I love you no matter what, an award does not define your talent as an artist." He smiled weakly, "Thanks Mam." and kissed your cheek, he was obviously still nervous. "And the award for Best New Artist goes to..." Jay Z announced on stage and opened the envelope, "Conor Horan!" Your heart stopped when your heard your baby's name, he stood up and hugged you. "Come on stage with me. I need to share this moment." You agreed and walked on stage with him as he accepted the award. He walked up to the microphone and began his speech. "As you can see, I have my Mam up here with me tonight. Without her, I wouldn't be here; I wouldn't have the confidence to share my music with all of you." He turned to you, "Mam, you taught me how to love what I do and the people around me. I'm who I am today because of you, this award is for you."

Liam:  It was early on a Saturday morning, you and Liam laid in bed with your nine month old twins while your oldest was still sleeping. You two enjoyed some quality time with your little sleepy heads. "Darling, Ella's nappy is loaded. Want me to get it?" Liam asked you. "No, I got it." You smiled picking up Ella and taking her to the changing table in their nursery. As you changed her, you heard James crying from the other room. When you finished and walked back in, the crying immediately stopped. "Someone missed his mummy!" Liam laughed as you laid Ella back down on the bed. "He's a Mama's Boy," You giggled, "Just like someone else I know." You looked at Liam and then smiled at your little boy. He laid there in nothing but his diaper and squealed for you. "Mama love you too James." You smiled and kissed his chubby belly making him wiggle and giggle.

Zayn:  It was a sad day in the Malik household, Zander's goldfish was found belly up in his bowl that morning. Zander was only three and he didn't exactly understand that Swimmy was gone forever and had to be flushed down the toilet. "So basically," You attempted to explain, "Swimmy got very tired today and he decided that it was time for him to go to sleep and be with God." That sounded better in your head than it did out loud. "Where's God then?" Zander asked. "He's up in the sky, above the big puffy clouds." You said. "So did Swimmy swim up into the sky?" He asked confused. You nodded, "Swimmy's body didn't but his spirit did." Zander nodded, finally starting to wrap his head around the idea. Then he looked up, "Hey God!" He waved above his head, "Make sure Swimmy doesn't get hungry up there!"