Louis:
You sighed as Louis plopped down beside of you. You glanced at him and rolled your eyes when you noticed him staring at you. “Y/n have I ever told you how lovely your hair looks. Its just the perfect length and so..so pretty.” He smiled at you at you and began to pet your hair. “Louis what do you want?” He ran his fingers through your hair and shrugged. “I was watching a movie and the little girls where braiding each others hair. It looked easy and I needed someone to practice on..” he trailed off and looked looked at you. “Fine. Just don’t mess it up.” You sighed and flopped down on the floor. He placed his legs on the floor and started on your hair. You continued watching your movie, feeling tugs and ocassionaly hearing muffled curses. “Done” he yelled after a while. He handed you a mirror and you castiously took a look. “It actually looks good!” you yelled, staring at your perfectly braided hair. “How’d you do that?” He smirked and stood up. “The movie really helped. And I have little sisters. Duh!” He sauntered off, leaving you staring after him.
Zayn:
"Hey babe" Zayn said, giving you a peck on the cheek. "Hey" He smiled at you and flopped down on beside you on the bed. He started flicking through the channels and you focused on your phone. "Do you know how to braid?" he suddenly asked. "No not really." He nodded and you looked at him in confusion. "Any reason?" " I don’t know..I just wanna learn how to braid." "Okay then." You two sat in silence again. "Can I practise on you?" You then threw down your phone and stared at him. "Zayn whats going on?" He smiled slightly and rubbed a hand through his hair. "Fine. I saw a movie and the girl was braiding another girls hair and I thought your hair would be perfect for braiding. So can I do it?" You shrugged and gave him a small nod. "Sure." He began to braid and you casually scrolled through your phone. After a while you got restless. "Are you done yet?" "No." Well…when will you be done." He sighed. "I’m just having a little trouble. Hold on." "Oh Hell no." You pulled away and ran into the bathroom. "Zayn!" you screamed. "What did you do." Your hair was filled with endless tangles. It was piled all over yoru hair and it reminded you of a birds nest. "I think it looks okay." he muttered. You glared at him and he ran back in the room.
Harry:
"Let me braid your hair." You glanced up from the tv and gave him a look. "Y/n this is important please?" He pouted and you caved. "Fine." He smiled and ran over to you. He finished after a few minutes and handed you the mirror. "How did I do?" You giggled a bit and stared at the sloppy braids on yoru head. "Pretty good." He smiled and whipped out his phone. He snapped a pic and posted it on instagram, naming it Snoop Lionstagram.
Liam:
"I wish I could do that." Liam muttered as the little girls braided Rapunzel’s hair. You two were watching Tangled and he was obsessing over Rapunzel’s hair. "I could teach you." you said, smiling at you. He quickly paused the movie and dragged you into the bathroom. He sat your down and grabbed a strand of your hair. "Ready!" he said. "Okay. Take that strand and part it into three strands." He did what you said and nodded. "Then pull the first strand over the second and let the third come after that." He struggled but finally got what you meant and began to braid. He moved through your hair quickly and finished after a few minutes. You looked in the mirror and smiled. He actually did a pretty good job. "Wow! You did really good!" He smirked and spun you around. "I know." he said, giving you a quick kiss.
Niall:
"Ouch!" you whimpered. "Sorry princess. I’m almost done." You rolled your eyes and winced as you jerked your head back. "That’s what you said 30 minutes ago!" He ignored your comment and continued on his work. "Fuck! Okay that’s it!" you pushed his hands away and stood up. He gave you a sheepish smile. You looked mirror and groaned at the site of your hair. Words coudl not describe how bad it looked. "Niall, what is this? A monkey could do better than this?" He rolled his eyes and grabbed a comb. "Shut up and let me fix it." "Oh Hell no. You leave. I’ll do my hair" "Princess come one" He moved your hands away and started combing through your hair, groaning as you continued screaming at him.
(A/N: This one is from Narrystwerkstar)
