One Direction Imagines

Preference - He Does Your Hair

Liam:
"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Liam said jumping around full of happiness.
Today Liam has invited you to go to a hot tub with his friends and some girls too. You totally agreed.
You weren't the boring type of person who would just sit around. But you loved swimming. And it was a great opportunity to meet friends again. After the hot-tub thing you would have gone to the slides anyway.
"Wait a moment, I need todie fix my hair. " you said as you tried to pin the small hair pieces back. Nothing worked really. Liam appears behind your back and pulls your scrunchie out of your, almost finished, hair. It falls on your back.
"Liam! What are you doing! It took so long to do that bun!" you say annoyed and look at him angrily.
"Hon, I got this. I will do it for you." he says in his soft voice.
"I don't believe you do." you start as you turn back around and look in the mirror to inspect Liam's work behind you. His furrows his eyebrows as he pulls your hair to all sides possible. He takes the hairband from his wrist and pulls it around your hair.
He just nodds.
"See?" he says excited, "I did it like you always do."
You turn around and see the big ball of hair at the back of your head. There were hair strains out everywhere and the band was wrapped untidy.
You let out a small laugh and kiss Liam on the cheek. "Great Job." you encourage him, still he knows he failed. But his smile still stayed.

Harry:
"I bet even I would take less time than you do." Harry says playing with his fingers while you are taking your time with your high ponytail.
"What...?" you say as you look at yourself and shake your head, letting your hair fall down.
"Your hair." he responds.
You turn around and face him.
"C'mon. Sit down." he says inviting you to sit next to him. You sit down and pass him the hairband.
"Ok...let me see." he says, sticking his tounge out in concentration.
He pulls your hair back, checks here and there, wraps your hair around.
"Voilà. Perfect." he says sounding like a french restaurant tester. You turn around to admire his work. You looked at your ponytail in Shock, how perfect and unexpected it came out.
You look at him concerned.
"Babe, how many times did I had to put my hair in a tail? It's quite long." he says flippig his hair around.
"If you say so...I will ruin it anyway!" you laugh and run to his Direction and reaching for his hair.

Niall:
"Princess. Why are you taking so long?" Niall asked, looking round the corner of the bathroom.
You were just finished with your make-up and were about to do your hair. One curl was finished, and you waited for the Second one to be ready.
"Curls." you simply say and look at him through the mirror.
"Even I don't need that much time!" he complains leaning in the doorframe.
"Yeah...Right." you say laughing and put your third hair section around the curlstick.
"10 Pounds." Niall says.
"Hm?"
"10 Pounds that I can do your hair way better than you do." he says.
"Challenge accepted." he smirks and walks behind you. You pass him the stick and pray that he won't burn your whole head of.
"Sit down, my ladey." he starts in his strong accent. You smile and sit on the Hocker.
"Ok...so...how Do you..." he murmurs moving the curler all around.
He takes some hair and wraps it around Holding the and very close to the hot Stick.
"Ouch!!!" he yells after a few seconds and lets go of the curlstick, which was still in your hair.
"Niall! Dammit!" you scream loudly and try to save your hair from the burning hot Thing.
Niall already holds his finger under cold water and his face turns pink.
"10 pounds are Mine, whahahaaa!" you Fake evil-laugh, making him smile.

Louis:
You were about to go lasertagging with Louis. Louis was all ready to go, but you still struggeled with your hair. You wanted it straight but it didn't really work.
"Y/N, are you going?" he asks you scrolling through his phone.
You didn't answer and just made a ponytail.
You sigh and let your hair down.
"What is your problem?" he asks confused with furrowed eyebrows.
You look at him with frustration, your hair literally everywhere.
He tilts his head and comes over to you.
He grabs the donut for buns from the first attempts, puts your hair Together and ties it around the sponge. He takes another scrunchie and makes sure it stays.
"Well well, there you go ma gurl! Now, can we go?" he already heads to the door.
"How do you know!" you stutter and walk behind him.
"I have a sister." he simply says smirking and closes the door behind him.