One Direction Preferences

79. He Meets Your Child From Previous Relationship

Niall: Niall was so excited to meet your little daughter. She meant a whole lot to you so you really hoped that she loved Niall as much as she loves you. Your daughter was still a toddler and she lived with you because her father had left you and your daughter alone after he found out that you were pregnant of his child. Niall was coming over for lunch today and your little Tina was very excited to see him too. The doorbell rang and Tina ran over to the door to open it. She was just tall enough to reach the doorknob and turned it around to reveal Niall in the doorway. “Hello, love. You must be Princess Tina, or am I wrong?” he sked her when he saw someone shorter at the front door instead of you. She nodded fiercly. “Yep. That’s me! Are you mommy’s friend?” she asked him and he nodded his head too. She let him in you came into the livingroom to find Niall and your little girl talking about anything and everything already making friends.

Zayn: He was so nervous. His hands were shaking. Left leg bouncing up and down like he’d do when nerves got the best of him. You were driving the both of you to your place, where he’d meet your 6 year old son for the first time. You gave birth to him when you were only eighteen years old and your boyfriend at the time couldn’t handle the pressure after little Brad was born, so he left you. You put your hands on Zayn’s knee as you kept driving and he sighed. He felt it was your parents he was meeting but probably even worse. “It will be alright, Zayn. I told him about you and he loves you already. He can’t wait to teach how to skateboard properly without holding on to me” You said to him which made him smile. He could imagine a little kid holding on to you while little Brad was holding on to you„ afraid to fall and scrape his knee. You made it home on time and you let the baby sitter go. Brad ran up to you, but once he saw Zayn, his small eyes widened, which held your color, Zayn had noticed. “Hi, You must be my mommy’s boyfriend” he said and Zayn knelt down to his height. “Well you’re completely correct” Zayn said. “Can you teach me how to skateboard? Mommy isn’t good at it either and I keep falling off.” He said. Zayn nodded his head. “Of course, but tomorrow yeah? I think it’s bedtime for little Brad?” he said looking up at you. You nodded your head already taking his hand to lead him upstairs. “Can Zayn bring me to bed? He can practice for when he lives here” Brad asked, puppy eyes showing at it’s best. Your eyebrows raised up but smiled at him, nodding your head. “Ofcourse, But give mommy a kiss” you said and he did wat was told. Zayn came downstairs a little 15 minutes later with a big smile on his face.

Harry: You actually met him when you were out with your daughter. You were at the park with your little girl who was carefully laid down in your stroller, only a few months old. He was walking around town when he stopped at the park. All kids, boys and girls, playing around with their parents. That’s what he always wanted but he was never lucky enough that a girl wanted to give it to him. Always saying things like ‘What about the papparazzi? You’d be never home to see him or her? I’d rather give the child a father who will regognize him or her every time when he’d come home from work.’ And it hurts. So much. His eyes landed on you. You were alone with a stroller walking around the park. But that’s not the only thing he noticed. You were crying. He walked over to you and carefully laid his hand on your shoulder, politely asking you if everything was alright. “Well, m’not sure to be honest.” you said looking over to your little girl who made a noise and soon was full on crying again. You didn’t know what you did wrong though. Your husband had left you and you were on your own again. You carefully picked her up from her stroller. “But how are you going to take care of her when you’re not even okay yourself?” he asked you. You looked up at him and his eyes were full of worry. “I-I don’t know. You’re the first one to care though so thank you” You said walking along. Harry just stood there a bit dumbfounded. He ran over to you again. “I’m sorry but here is my phone number. I’m Harry, maybe if you want I can babysit her for a day or so, so you could take a break. I think you highly deserve it.” You took his number and smiled through your tears. “Thank you, Harry. I’m Y/N”

Liam: Liam was already creating a little batman costume for your little one, so you and your 9-year old son could be matching while they would be dressing up on a day off. He had his mum to sew it all together and it came out perfectly. Now, on a cold Friday evening, while you and Liam went out on a date, the both of you went to your house, only dropping you off. Well, that was the plan. Your son, Toby came out running of the house, over to you. Excited to see who made his mom so happy. Liam’s eyes lit up when he saw him. “Hey bud, you must be Toby.” Liam said. Toby nodded his head up and down. “Yes I am. Then you must be my mommy’s boyfriend. “Yes I am very lucky to say I am.” Liam said and smiled over to you. You slightly blushed and smiled at the same time of the sight before you. “Do you wanna play with me? I have all the Toy Story and Batman figures. We could make a huge story out of it.” Toby aksed and you knew he asked Liam the right thing. “I’d love to, bud” When you checked up on them later, they both were fast asleep on the floor, toys all scattered around them.

Louis: This wasn’t the way he’d hoped meet your daughter. As he could say: ‘She is a little pain in the ass’. She was throwing questions at him that he didn’t even know the answer for. He was excited to meet your 4 year old but she was the most intellegent child you ever know at 4 years old. “Where are you from?” came out of her mouth and the little question game began. “Doncaster” he said smiling oh so brightly. “Mmhm. When is your birthday?” she asked him. “24th of December. Why do you wanna know all this?” he asked her. “Well, I have to buy you a present on your birthday, don’t I?” Well that was relevant. You smirked from the kitchen where you were making you and Louis a cup of tea but you were listening ang giggling to what questions she was firing to Louis. “Why do you have all drawings on your arm?” she asked him and she plopped on the couch next to him. Louis shrugged. “I thought it was cool. Which one do you like the most?” he asked her, showing her his arm. She was quietly picking out her favorite, tracing he tiny fingers on the lines of his tattoos. “Oh this one! She said referring to his Pac-Man Tattoo. “That’s mine favorite too!” Louis almost squeeled. That’s where you decided to walk in. Two steaming cups of tea in hand. “Mommy can I have one of this one too?” She asked you. You raised your eyes at Louis who just shrugged but smiled wildly at you. “Maybe when you’re older honey.” you told her. Later, Louis decided to draw one with a sharpie on her arm. According to her, Louis could stay.