One Direction Preferences 2

288-Your daughter gets her period when you aren't there

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Niall: "I think she keeps everything in here," Niall mumbled, while searching through a bathroom cabinet for something to help with the cramps your daughter was complaining about. "Dad, I can look. Just go, please," you daughter begged, embarrassed that she had to come to her dad for help. "No, I got it," Niall answered, before pulling the small bottle out of the cabinet, "Here you go." "Thanks Dad," your daughter said, while snatching the bottle quickly from Niall. She then left the room swiftly, never wanting to have to think of this moment ever again. 

Liam: "Dad, where's mom?" "She's...." Liam' words got stuck in his throat, when he looked at your 11 year old daughter and saw the tears pouring down her face. There was nothing that pained Liam more, than seeing his only daughter in any kind of pain. "What's wrong?" Her asked. Your daughter burst into heavy sobs after he said that simply question, and rushed into his arms, "I started my period, and I need Mom." Liam was completely taken aback by her response, not expecting to hear that from his little girl. "Um, well she's not here. She'll be back soon though." Your daughter continued to cry into her dad's arms, and for once he had no idea how to make anything better. All he could do was hope you'd be home soon.

Zayn: "She's mad at me now," Zayn explained to you, as he watched your daughter sitting on the couch, with her arms crossed one over the other. "She's just embarrassed, I'm sure." "What should I do? I know I said the wrong thing earlier," Zayn wondered aloud, replaying the moment your daughter told him she was on her period. "I'm just not sure what to say or do? You should be handling this." "Well I'm not there, and so you have to. Just tell her it's okay, ask her if she needs anything, and tell her I'll be there as soon as possible." Zayn glanced at your daughter, and sighed loudly, "Okay, I'll do all that. Please come home though, she really needs you more than me right now."

Louis: "I can't ask Dad for help! I need you!" You daughter desperately explained to you over the phone. You understood her panic, knowing you would never want to have to go to your dad for help due to your period, but she had no choice. "I know you think he can't help, but he did see your aunts deal with this. He's not totally clueless." "But he's Dad, I don't want to ask him. Mom, please come home." "I can't just rush home, I'm sorry." "Fine, bye," your daughter responded, before hanging up. She then slowly went to find Louis, hoping you were right about him not being totally clueless about this stuff.

Harry: "So Mom's not here? I really need her." Harry shook his head at your teenager daughter, who had just poked her head into the living room while looking for you. "No, but she'll be back in a few hours. Can it wait?" Your daughter nervously looked down at her feet, "Not really." "What do you need?" Harry asked, barely even paying attention to her as he did. He was busy trying to find the TV remote he had misplaced. "Um, well, I-I um, it's girl things." Harry suddenly realized why she was so nervous to talk to him, and stopped to pay his full attention to her. "Would you like me to call her? She can probably help over the phone." "Mhm," your daughter mumbled, "I really, really need mom."