One Direction Preferences

94. He Does Your Hair

Harry: You sit in front of Harry as he brushes your hair out. The Real Housewives is on the TV and you’re lost in their drama. He runs his fingers through your hair, tilting your head back while shifting up to his knees. “So, it’s just a normal braid and then I keep adding pieces to it right?” he asks again and you nod. You had sprained your wrist in a freak accident with the stairs and shoelaces, so Harry had taken it upon himself to learn how to do your hair. He starts with a small braid at the front of your head before he’s pulling in more pieces from the side, creating a French Braid before tying a hair band in at the end. It’s messy but it doesn’t look bad and you thank him with a light peck.

Liam: “Hey… if I show you how to do this fishtail braid, do you think you could do it?” you ask your boyfriend, stepping into the hotel room to find him on TwitCam. Liam looks up before nodding, pushing the laptop back as you take a seat in front of him. “Hi girls” you wave, opening a new window to show him the tutorial for the fishtail. Liam watches the video before you exit out of the window and go back to TwitCam. You talk to the fans as Liam splits your hair and starts to braid your hair like he’s seen. Fans are gushing about how adorable the moment is and you smile when Liam ties a hair band in at the end of the braid. You turn and kiss him before leaving to the bathroom and the braid looks better than you could have done.

Niall: “Niall” you call, holding your curling iron up and wait for him to appear in the bathroom doorway. “Yeah babe?” he asks, finishing up the banana in his hand. “Can you make sure the back is curled?” you ask, watching in the mirror as he steps behind you to wipe his hands on the towel. He inspects the back of your head before reaching for the curling iron. He wraps several strands of hair around the hot iron until all of your hair is curled, setting the iron down before running his hands through your hair to break up the curls. “You’re getting good at that” you tell him, unplugging the curling iron to lean against the counter and he smiles. “Well, I’ve been doing this long enough” he tells you, pressing a kiss to your lips.

Louis: “What the hell is that?” You ask looking at the back of your hair through the handheld mirror. “It’s a….French Braid?” Louis says smiling at you in the mirror. You burst out in laughter before giving him a kiss. “Babe that isn’t even close to a French Braid,” you say with a smile. “Well what would you call it then?” he asks. “I would call it a ‘(y/n) is now going to have to condition the shit out of her hair in order to not have to shave it all off because her boyfriend has no clue what the hell he’s doing’,” you answer. “Fair enough,” he says kissing your head.

Zayn: “Zayn! I need you,” you shout from the bathroom. “Yeah babe?” he asks walking in to join you. “I need you to curl the back side of my hair. I’ll burn myself if I try to do it using this thing,” you explain. You had just bought the InStyler and knew well enough not to test your limits with the 400 plus degree rolling iron. “How do you use this thing?” he asks taking it in his hand. “You wrap the hair around the barrel, close it, and then open it about ten seconds later. That’s it,” you explain. After a few failed attempts and a few burnt fingers he finishes and hands you the handheld mirror. “Is that good enough?” he asks looking at the back of your hair. “It’s perfect Zayn, thanks babe,” you say giving him a kiss. “You better figure out how to do that shit on your own, fast,” he jokes before giving you another kiss.