One Direction Preferences

24."Daddy"

Harry: He held the small bundle in his arms close, not taking his eyes off of her for a second, scared that if he did, she would vanish into thin air. She was new to the world, but his love for her was endless, visible to all eyes in the room. Her petite hands curled round Harry’s finger, making him unable to mask his emotions, smiling from ear to ear. “You’re a daddy now,” you smiled feebly, eyes drooping from tiredness. Harry though, was wide awake, but speechless, too in awe of the wonderful creation in front of him.

Niall: Joyous laughs filled the room, as Niall threw his son up into the air. As he plummeted back down, Niall caught him with quick succession, placing him on his hip, and planting a small kiss on his cheek. “Daddy!” Your son squealed, a proud expression on his face, chuffed with the new sounds he was making. A vast grin spread across Niall’s face, not only at his expression, but the fact that it was his first word.

Liam: Your son clambered up onto Liam’s lap with great effort, as Liam watched on, amused. Once he had finally gotten up, he rested his head on Liam’s chest, shuffling around to make himself comfy. “Daddy, do you love mummy?” Your son asked, almost inaudibly, making Liam have to strain his ears. “Of course!” Liam answered, bewildered at the question. “Okay, do you love me?” He inquired, a little louder this time. “Of course I do, why are you asking all this?” Liam muttered softly, craning his neck down to look at him. “That’s good, because I love you too,” he spoke, a smile sketching on his lips. Liam didn’t reply, he just wrapped his arms around him, pulling him closer.

Louis: The door closed behind your daughter and her new boyfriend, brining him to meet her parents for the first time. “My dad won’t be that enthusiastic. Just try and get him to like you, it’ll be fine, I hope,” your daughter mumbled under her breath warily. She walked into the room, coming to the sight of Louis with his arms crossed, glaring at the two of them. “Hi dad,” your daughter sighed, expecting this to happen. Louis didn’t say anything, just shifting his attention back to the T.V. She gestured to her boyfriend to stay there, and tip toed next to Louis. “Daddy, you’re always going to be the best man in my life, but please, please, just try and make an effort with him,” your daughter begged, a desperate expression on his face. Louis switched his eyes between her and her boyfriend, before getting up, and walking over the shake his hand.

Zayn: He adjusted his tie in the mirror, exhaling a deep breath. He dusted himself down, his stomach tying knots with nervousness. He looked into the mirror again, and saw in the corner of his eye, his daughter step into the room. “So, how do I look?” She asked, twirling around, her white dress billowing out. Zayn’s jaw dropped, in total awe of his beautiful daughter all grown up. ”Absolutely perfect babe, absolutely perfect,” he smiled, taking her arm in his. “Aw, thanks dad! I’m really nervous,” she mumbled, chewing the inside of her lip, something she always did when nervous or excited. He couldn’t say anything, just gave a slight nod in agreement, looking down at his feet. “I just want you to know whatever happens, I’ll always love you, daddy,” she kissed him on the cheek, bringing a smile to his face. “Well, come on then, you’re off to get married,” Zayn took a step out, ready to give his daughter to the love of her life.