One Direction Preferences

You catch them

You catch them...

Harry: Teaching them about American football. You were from America originally you grew up in a football loving family. Thing is you had absolutely no clue what any of the lingo was or plays or anything because as a little girl you didn't care at all. Well Harry being a huge Packers fan loved to watch and knew all about it. Well Your twins were sitting on the couch as harry cheered on the team. The twins kept asking questions and Harry would answer them. Soon after the game was over you walked in and just sat beside them listening about football.

"See that," Harry points to the TV as they replay some of the plays and they nod "that's a field goal"

"So they gotta kick it through the big yellow thing" (Y/D/N) asks looking up at Harry.

"Yep"

"What if they miss" (Y/S/N) asks

"Then they don't get the extra point"

"Oh" They smile and continue to watch

"Glad you know this stuff because I don't"

"Well I would be happy to answer any questions they have"

"Where do babies come from"

"Except that one" he sets them on the couch and gets up to go upstairs. They look at you and you just think of a way to get Harry back for this.

Liam: Taking a nap. You were finished with dinner, you were trying a new recipe and it took forever. Well you set it on the table for the first one making it, it actually looked tasty you went into the living room to get Liam and your five year olds. You had triplets and it was very very difficult because they're five and you have a girl and two boys who are rebellious.

"Liam" You smile walking in but immediately stop and look to see them all bundled up on the end of the couch sleeping. Two in his arms and one on his lap.

"Never Mind" you sigh. Before going to the table an setting dinner in the fridge. "Guess we'll just have to have this tomorrow"

Louis: Having a tea party together. You were in the office you had at home working hard but also ready to pull your hair out. So you decided to go upstairs to see your daughter and maybe that would help calm you down. You got up and feet your spectacle on the paperwork you were currently skimming through. You walk upstairs and stand outside her door. You heard giggling and weird noises so you decided to open the door just enough to peak your head in.

You see Louis and (Y/D/N) sitting at her little table along with her toy elephant peanut and her toy dog scruffy with tiaras and tutus sipping "tea." You watch a Louis brings the tiny cup up with his pinky in the air and he looks at her.

"We'll make the noise with our mouths okay? To high tea"He refuses his glass and your daughter does the same before they make the small noise

"Clinck" She giggle and sipps the tea again. You smile before quietly heading back down to the study feeling much more relieved and happy.

Niall: Walking around in their underwear. Your daughter was just like Niall. She was three and she loved to do everything just like him. She ate everything like him, she wore snap backs like him, she wore Ray bans, she played sports like him. She even went to the gym with him! That's just how she was and you didnt mind because Niall and (Y/D/N) are both adorable.

You walk in carrying ten shopping bags and you set the stuff on the counter before going into the living room. You see your daughter and Niall playing just dance in their underwear and laughing and giggling and smiling.

"What are you two doing" you laugh

"Playing a game wanna join"

"No you and I have groceries to put away"

"Awe cmon babe don't ruin da' fun"

"Niall what kid of example are you setting here"

"Can't be any worse than Harry runnin' around nude at least I have me boxers on"

"Just pause it and bring her and help me"

"Clone love lets go help Mum then we can go back to playing the dancing game"

"Okay!" She squeals before running to help you so she can get back to dancing with her daddy.

Zayn: Drawing on the walls. You were walking .around trying to find your son because you saw the crayon marks all per the walls. You were going to punish him until you saw Zayn and your little boy (Y/S/N) drawing on the wall. You decided to stay quiet and watch them for a little bit.

"Like this" He holds your sons hand an guides it along the wall making little things like a flower and a car. Your son giggles at this and tries to make something on his own. He keeps looking at Zayn's arm and then when he moves he see the word zap written sloppily on the wall surrounded by red just like his tattoo.

"It's beautiful" Zayn encourages and hugs your son. "You're gonna be an artist like me huh"

"Just like you daddy" He stands up and hugs him but sees you standing there and puts his head down. Zayn turns around and looks scared.

"I'll clean it up"

"No just leave it," you shake your head "I want it there" You smile before going over and sitting on the floor to watch your husband and little artist color a wall