One Direction Preferences

#37: Your Child Graduates

Harry:

"Come on, babe," Harry chuckled, pulling the sheets off the bed, "If you don't get out of bed and get ready, you'll miss Carson's graduation." You groaned, pulling the sheets back up, "Maybe if I don't go, it won't happen," you sniffled, not wanting to believe your baby boy was growing up. Harry kissed your forehead, "Y/N, you've been an amazing parent. Carson isn't dying, he's just graduating. He has to at some point. It just means we've done a good job." You groaned, getting out of bed and moving towards the bathroom. "Fine."

Niall:

"So for dinner-" "Ssh!" You cut Niall off as you waited to hear Rory's name announced at his college graduation. Niall rolled his eyes and tapped his foot impatiently, just as eager as you to see your little boy graduate. "We saw when he graduated high school," Niall murmured, teary eyed, "I didn't think this would get to me, too." "This one means he won't even come home now..." You bit your lip. "Ssh," it was Niall's turn to shush you, "He'll always come home."

Liam:

You were with Liam at your daughter, Alicia's, open house. You had taken forever to pull the massive graduation party together, and you were fretting about every last detail. "Why are you so nervous about this, babe?" Liam smiled, hugging you for support. "It's just another party." "Yeah," you were almost in tears, "But maybe if we throw her a really good one, with all the friends and family, she'll stay here..." Liam chuckled quietly and kissed your cheek, "She has to go to Uni, babe. And we want her to." "Does this mean we're old?" "No," he whispered, kissing you softly, "Especially not you. You're still the teenager I fell in love with."

Zayn:

"Zayn," you groaned, your husband nearly impossible to get out of bed, again. "Nope," he murmured, "I don't go, it doesn't happen." "That's not true," you chuckled, throwing his shoes at him, "It's going to happen with or without you. So, you need to support Jael and go. You know how torn up she'd be if you weren't there." Zayn sighed, getting out of bed and looking at you. "But she's going to grow up. Meet another man. And he'll take my place." You shrugged, kissing your husband, "He won't take your place. He'll just add to it. No one can ever take the place of you."

Louis:

"This isn't happening! We're old..." You were crying softly at your daughter's graduation, watching her walk down the big gym and accept her diploma. "Hey now," Louis smiled, pulling you close to him, "We'll always be that age. Never grow up at heart, right?" He smiled, and you studied his face. He was greying a bit, crows feet and smile lines apparent. But you looked at his eyes, and they were the same. Louis had never completely grown up. "I love you," you whispered. He winked, "Love you more, hot stuff." Yep, he'd never completely grow up.