Harry: The night before school, Harry has picked out your sons outfit for him, waking up to make sure he looked good on his first day, even showing him how to shake through his hair so that his curls fell just right over his face. He wanted his boy to look his best on his first day.
Louis: Your son can't seem to sleep on the night before his first day of school. Louis goes into his room, telling him stories of his days in school while he tries to get him to sleep. The next morning you can still hear them giggling from the other room. You quickly get them both ready for school and work, watching as Louis walks your son to the bus stop, both of them exhausted from their long night.
Niall: On her first day, your daughter is allowed to ride in the front of the car while Niall drives her to school, smiling eagerly next to him. You listen from the back seat as he lectures her. "Alright, make sure you behave and eat all your lunch. I don't want any leftovers. Don't let any boys mess with you. You don't need that yet. Be good sweetheart. Daddy will be waiting for you when you get out. I'll be right here." He said as she climbed out the car, still a little nervous about her first day.
Liam: Just as the bus is pulling up outside Liam hands your daughter her lunch box, having waken up to make sure everything was set, packing her sandwich for lunch. He walks her down to where the bus waits for her, kissing his little girl before sending her off for the first day of schooling.
Zayn: You managed to oversleep on your son's first day of school. When you bolt out of bed and run to your sons room, only to find his bed empty. You panic for a second, running around the house in search of him. In the bathroom you find both Zayn and your son looking in the mirror at themselves, almost identical. Zayn is shaving the stubble that has grown around his face. Zayn has rubbed shaving cream along your son's jaw. He is pretending to shave along with Zayn, mimicking him in the mirror. You clear your throat and they both look up laughing. "Mommy, I'm going to be just like daddy on my big day!" He squeals, running into your arms and pressing his lips to your cheek as your husband walked up and did the same, both ready for the big day.
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One Direction Preferences
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