One Direction Preferences

#25 he coaches your son

Harry: Harry didn't have much time to play soccer lately but as soon as your son had shown a little interest in the sport Harry was on it. He used the backyard as a practice space with him, getting lost in kicking around the ball into the late hours of the night. You had to call them both in for dinner for them to take a break, both of them still discussing the sport during your meal. A month later your son found himself perfecting his skill, landing a spot on his little league team.

Louis: Since your son was going away to college soon he'd taken up an interest in skateboarding, opting for the board instead of a bike. While you're cooking you watch the two of them outside practicing, Louis showing your son just the basics. It reminded you of when your son got his first bike and Louis held on to his hands, running with him until he got his balance, finally letting go. Now they both stood outside, Louis coaching his son. You smiled because no matter how old your boys got they would still remain the same, father and son.

Niall: Niall was adamant about your sons becoming a musician. He'd bough him his first guitar when he was only five. Your son rebelled for a while, refusing his father's attempts at convincing him to practice on the instrument. Finally when he became a teenager you'd hear him in the late hours of the night, strumming lightly, still not letting Niall know that he was playing. One say you came home and found the both of them on the couch, holding guitars and strumming together, Niall teaching your son a few of the many songs he knew.

Liam: Singing has always been Liam's passion. Your son begun to show an interest in music and Liam's jumped at the opportunity. You come home one day to hear Liam's voice filling your ears, singing his warmups. You realize he's actually teaching your son them when you hear him mocking his father, trying to perfect the pitch and tone that Liam easily carries.

Zayn: You've asked Zayn to assist your son with his art. He loves painting but you wish he'd get out of the box sometimes, explore his boundaries. There is lots of laughter and screaming coming from your son's room when you get come so you head back, only to find all of his furniture has been pushed into the hallway, making you squeeze through the trap to get to the door. When you walk into the room there is paint everywhere. The bedroom walls are splattered with paint and so were your two boys, mischievous grins spread on their faces at the mess they'd made.