Niall: Your daughter, Bella had been having problems sleeping for the past week or so. Her little four year old mind racing with thoughts of monsters coming out from under bed or her closet and who knows what. She would wake up screaming or she wouldn't go to sleep at all. Because of the lack of sleep she had been having many temper tantrums while Niall was away recording leaving you with her fits. You couldn't take it anymore. It was Niall's day off so you left Bella with his while going out on a girls day with your closest friends. 2 hours later you came back to the re run of a football(soccer) game from earlyer today on the TV, muted and on the couch was Bella spraled across Niall's cheast, both of them fast asleep with Niall's arms wrap around your little girl, never letting go.
Liam: Zoe was a very energetic child, just like her father. With her being only three and Liam acting like he was three you had a lot to handle. You came home after a long day of work, ready for the worst only to find your couch cusions being used along with your kitchen chairs to make a fort. You heard small giggles as Liam read a book you were very familair with. It was Cinderella your daughters favorite story and favorite princess. As you walked closer you heard Zoe stop Liam from reading and ask one of her many burning questions that came with the mind of a three year old. "Daddy?" "Yes, baby?" "Who's your favorite princess?" "Well, my favorite princess is mommy." Causing a smile to form on your face. Showing even more at your daughters reply. "Mommys not a princess, silly." "To me she is, and always will be."
Louis: It was no secret that Louis loved football(soccer) and yes he loved your six year old daughter Jamie with all his heart, he still wanted a a little boy to play football with, but until then he would still try and get Jamie into his favorite sport. You were siting outside reading a book while Louis and Jamie were playing hide-and-seek and the next time you looked up Louis had your daughter kicking a football over to Louis who placed two cans a distance away from each other creating his own goal. "Louis!" you groaned. "What?" "I thought you were playing hide-and-seek." "We were , but Jamie wanted to play football." You chuckled as Jamie kicked the ball into the desinated area while Louis was distracted talking to you, causing to groan and blame you for him losing. "Hey, you wanted her to be a star footballer and scoring on her daddy who played in the big leagues I would say is a pretty good start." You said with a smirk.
Harry: You had been sick with the stomach flu for a couple days now, unable to get out of bed unless it was to throw up everything that was left in you, which wasn't much. Because of this it left Harry taking care of your four year old daughter, Kasey which included doing her hair for school. You were laying in bed when you heard Kasey scream in pain, making you instantly get up and rush to her room where you found Harry brushing her hair while she cried in pain. "I'm sorry baby, I know it hurts and mommy would do better, but baby I'm trying." he sighed in defeat. "Daddy, are you going to cry?" Kasey asked as she turned around and sat on Harry's lap. "No, baby I just never noticed that mommy makes everything she does look easier than it really is." Harry chuckled. "Just between you and me daddy, I wanna be like you when I'm bigger. Your my hero daddy." "Really baby? I'm your hero?" "Well duh daddy, thats what I just said." your daughter said rolling her eyes while Harry laughed. "You really are just like you mother arn't you?" Harry said bringing his large hands to Kasey's stomach tickling her causing a fit of giggles to escapse both their mouths.
Zayn: Zayn has always been know for being the bad boy, but when it came to your daughter, Olivia he would go to the ends of the earth for her. It was a Sunday afternoon when you got off of work early ariving home early to find Zayn in a tutu with a crown on his head, seated at your daughters little pink table with the matching chairs while he pretended to eat krumpits and tea. "More tea please, Oliva." Zayn said while lifting his tea cup. "Daddy, I told you to call me princess Olivia." she said while frowning. "Oh yes, I'm sorry princess Oliva." "Better." Olivia replyed with a smile while she 'poured' him some tea. "Looks like someone seems to become more beautiful everyday." you said while walking into your daughters bedroom causing Zayn to jump. "Mommy!" Olivia screamed while she ran and hugged your leg. "Yes, mommys home." Zayn said throught his teeth as he got up and hugged you, whispering in your ear "If you tell any of the boys that this happened you will pay." he said as Olivia sat back down. "To late, already got a picture." you said waving your phone as Zayn stared at you with wide eyes before trying to get your phone but failing. "Daddy, come on we arn't done playing. Also I was thinking we could call you princess daddy since I'm a princess so you should be one too." "That sounds like a great idea Olivia!" you exlaimed. "Go on princess daddy." you said with a smirk as you walked away from a very pissed of Zayn and a very confused Olivia.
