Band Imagines

Dallon

Your POV
You walk through the door to hear Dallon and your 12 year old daughter fighting.

"But dad!" You hear Hannah yell.

"No you can't wear makeup to school." You hear Dallon yell back.

You walk into the living room to see a frustrated Dallon and an almost crying Hannah.

"What's going on?" You ask pointing in between the two.

"Hannah wants to wear makeup to school." Dallon tells you.

You laugh and shake your head.

"Honestly honey that's mine and hers conversation." You tell him.

"Exactly." Hannah says as she plops on the couch.

"Ok well I'm going to bed and you two can talk." Dallon says walking upstairs.

You sit down next to Hannah and begin to talk with her.

"Why do you want to wear makeup?" You ask her.

"Because all my friends started wearing makeup and aunt Sarah did my makeup when I spent the night just to play around." She tells you.

She called Brendon and Sarah her aunt and uncle.

You nod your head and say "I'll tell you what I'll let you start with mascara and we will take it step by step."

She smiles and hugs you.

"Thanks mom!" She tells you.

"So how's you and Michael doing." You ask her.

She groans and blushes then runs upstairs.

You laugh and go upstairs to bed.

You ate at work so you were good with that.

"So what did you tell her?" Dallon asks you.

As you grab clothes to change into you say "I told her we would take it piece by piece and that we would start with mascara."

He nods his head and says "As long as she doesn't look like a hooker."

You laugh and get changed them climb into bed.

You snuggle up next to him and quickly go to sleep.