Zayn
Your parents have always kept you and your life out of the public eye. Neither one of them would post a picture of you on their social media. The photographers who chased your father and invaded his privacy most of the time, would love to snap a photo of you but Zayn would never allow them to come near. He would argue, shout and be very unpleasant to them - but he wouldn't allow them to spread photos of you around. His vision was to grant his children a life without dreadful comments from people through social media. Every time you'd ask him to create a public account he would simply reply with a short word, "no". It wasn't up for discussion. No matter how many times you tried to convince him, his decision stayed the same.
You wanted to put your parents fame to use by empowering young girls all over the world by highlighting the structures in society that girls and women live by. You wanted to share stories, advice and love - not useless selfies of a too expensive vacation. Your account was supposed to be a source where women from all countries gather and share their stories, comment and empower each other. You hadn't pitched this idea to your father, you found it useless. He would stick to his stubborn "no" and the discussion would end. Zayn Malik doesn't discuss, his way or highway.
To gain followers you asked your aunts to share your account, they promised they wouldn't utter a word to your father. You didn't want him to take this passion of yours away. The followers you received seemed to be pleased by the purpose of the account and you couldn't be happier. You hadn't expected any grand success with the account but little did you know that the account would go viral. You were beyond happy every single time a new story landed in your private messages. You would post it and other women would show their support. As you were about to publish an advice on your account your father sat down next to you. You slowly met his gaze, you had a feeling that he was aware of your account and that stressed you out.
"I heard someone started up this public account, dedicated to young girls and women" he began, his eyes never left yours as he spoke "and this account has gone viral".
"Yeah I've heard about it, cool thing yeah?" you tried your best to sound as neutral as possible.
"It's yours, isn't it?" he asked, your gaze immediately fell to your hands. You didn't dare to look up. You were expecting rage for disobeying him.
Y/N, come on. Answer me" he lightly said carefully wrapping an arm around you.
"The account is mine" you mumbled. Your father's lips curved into a smile, a proud smile.
"That's my girl. If I knew what that mind of yours had planned out, I wouldn't have been a pain in the ass. I support you love, I even shared your account on mine" he proudly spoke. Your eyes went wide as you brought your father in for a hug.
"Thank you so much dad, I love you!"
A/N: Hey loves! I hope you're all doing just fine. A little short update, I haven't read it so it might contain thousand grammatical errors hehe :))) Just wanted to say a quick hi, I wish you a pleasant weekend. Take care.
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One direction DDM - Daddy daughter moments
FanfictionThe members of One direction as fathers, facing different situations.
