One direction imagines and prefrences

Cute child moment

Liam- "Liam! I got the dipers!" You said coming into your home. Liam had wanted to spend some time with your son, so you had offered to get some needed dipers. "Liam?" You asked, not seeing them in the living room where you left them. You walked back to the bedrooms and heard a light snoring. You peaked into your son's room and found Liam and your son curled up on your son's small bed. You smiled with a soft laugh. "Look at my boys..." you said taking out your phone and snapping a picture. You went over and kissed both their foreheads. "I love you..."

Louis- "Alright mate, you ready?" You watched from the kitchen as Louis and your son played football in the backyard. "Go dad." Your son crouched waiting for the ball. "Here we go!" Louis made a kick at the ball, sending it to your son who jumped on it. "Foul! No hands!" Louis yelled laughing as your son grabbed the ball in his hands and ran, "Get back here!" They chased each other around the yard until Louis caught him. "Oh no I'm fallin'!" Louis dramaticly fell over slowly taking your son down with him. "This is what happens when you run off with the ball!" Louis joked tickling your son's tummy making him squeal with laughter.

Niall- Your daughter held up her small beginers guitar. "Like how daddy?" She looked up at Niall. He had wanted to start giving her lessons. "Like this sweet heart." He lifted her into his lap and put his arms around her. He repositioned her fingers and held her steady, "Hold it like this alright?" He said, "And ya play it softly like this." He strummed the strings. She nodded with a wide grin. "Like this?" She mimiced his slow strum, making him smile. "There ya go! Go again, it's fun." You held up the video camera smiling as slowly she began to learn how to play.

Zayn- "No, no! Get back here you wild thing!" You could hear Zayn yelling from the other room. Didn't sound very good. "You alright Zayn?" You called out walking to the room. "Yea! Just wait, Don't come in!" Zayn called out as you walked in the room. "Oopsie!" You said with a slight laugh, "Wait, what are you doing!?" The floor and your daughter were covered in paint. She giggled, clapping and sending little splats of paint flying. "Zayn!!" You laughed, "What on earth?" "We were painting the spare room." Zayn shrugged sheepishly, "And she got in a bit of paint." He picked her up, getting blue paint all over his black shirt, "I'll just clean her up." He grinned as she wiped some paint on his face.

Harry- You woke up to loud giggled from the kitchen. You looked over and Harry was gone. You slid into some clothes and snuck down the hall."Stir it like this." "No dad like thiis!" You heard Harry and your daughter fight. You peaked in the kitchen and saw Harry holding a large bowl as your daughter stirred. "Do you think will mummy like it?" She asked looking up at Harry. "Oh yea, she's gunna look at it and say 'It looks fantastic! What lovely cooks in my house!' She'll love it." Harry said poking her side she squealed and stopped stirring. "Lets hurry before mummy wakes up dad!" She laughed sticking her finger in the batter. "Hey! That comes later." He said as you snuck back to bed.