One Direction Preferences

#40: Dropping Your Child Off at School

Liam:

"Oh my goodness, Li," you were getting teary eyed in the arms of your husband, "Our little girl! She's not little!" Liam was holding you close in bed, the night before you had to take your girl to kindergarten tomorrow. "Oh, Mrs. Payne," Liam kissed you gently, "She's still your little girl." "But she's not my baby!" You wailed. Liam chuckled, rolling on top of you gently, "Well let's just have another one, yeah?"

Louis:

"I don't wanna go!" Your toddler was fighting you as you pulled him out of his car seat. "But kindergarten is fun, little buddy!" Louis picked up your boy from you. "You're going to make lots of new friends!" "I don't want new friends, I want mommy and daddy!" He pouted. "Oh," your heart softened, "Lou..." Louis looked at you sternly, and then back to your child, "Come on buddy! They'll be snacks!" Your toddler perked up, "Snacks?" "Yes, snacks!" "Let's go!"

Niall:

"Nope, nope, nope," Niall was pacing the floor of your flat when you walked out of your daughter's bedroom, holding her in her first day of school outfit. "She's going to go to school, get a boyfriend, move away, have sex, and it's all downhill from there." You chuckled to yourself, kissing your husband. "Niall, she's four. That's a long, long way away." Niall frowned, "I don't like it." You giggled and looked at Niall, "But you do like sex, Niall. And now she'll be at school all day." Niall bit his lip, "Touché."

Zayn:

"Zaaayn," you were crying in the parking lot of your daughter's school, "She's a big girl now. She doesn't need us. What are we going to do," you put your head on Zayn's shoulder. "Oh, hey, Y/N," Zayn kissed you gently, "It's going to be okay. She's growing up. It's supposed to happen. And she'll always need us." You sighed, "You're right." "I know," Zayn grinned, "Always am. Now let's go celebrate some alone time."

Harry:

"I said I wasn't going to cry, I said I wasn't going to cry," you chanted to yourself, just getting home from dropping your son off at kindergarten. Harry got off the couch and came over to you, hugging you and rubbing your back, "Hey, love," he kissed you, "It's fine. It's growing up, that's what kids do. You're just such a good mommy you don't want to see your baby go." "It's okay that I'm crying?" You whimpered. "Of course, love," he kissed you again, "You're the best mother. And wife and I Love you for that." "Love you, too."