One Direction Preferences

#88: You Fight On How You Discipline Your Kids

Niall:

Your 6 year old son Michael had just eaten your husband Niall's leftover Nandos. Michael had been warned before not to eat his dad's food so you weren't surprised to see Niall yelling at your son. "I told you before to never eat my food" Niall yelled "go sit in the corner and think about what you did." Niall demanded and Michael did what he was told. "Hey." you called "Michael come here" you picked up your crying child. "Say sorry to daddy and that you'll never do it again then go play okay?" "Sorry daddy. I promise I won't do it again" Michael said in his adorable voice and you set him down to go play. "What the hell Y/N?" Niall yelled "He's never going to learn that way" You rolled your eyes "Sitting in a corner does nothing. Neither does yelling at him." "He has to think about what he did and obviously telling him doesn't work" Niall's voice was still raised. "When you were a kid did you actually think about you did?" You raised your voice to be leveled with Niall's "No.." Niall mumbled "Exactly, you were thinking about how mean your parents were. And I read that it just embarrasses the child and leads to low self esteem." "You're so educated" Niall laughed "I guess I should find a new discipline technique" "I think so too" You smiled as Niall grabbed your waist and engulfed you in a Horan-hug. "sorry for yelling." he kissed your neck. "Don't say sorry to me, say sorry to Michael." "Right, Michael?" Niall called "Yeah daddy?" Michael walked cautiously towards his dad. "I'm sorry for yelling at you." Niall picked Michael up. "Do you want to go to Nandos so I can make it up to you?" "Wait didn't he just eat you're Nandos?" you asked "Yeah but I'm still starving! Lets go!" Michael and Niall ran for the door. Michael had the same big appetite as Niall. You laughed and ran after you're boys.

Liam: Your 5 year old daughter Taylor was going through a bratty phase and refused to eat her vegetables. When dinner time came and she through the broccoli that was on her plate on to the floor and went to eat her macaroni but before she could you grabbed her plate away from her. "Taylor you eat your vegetables or no macaroni for you." you said sternly. "No" she screamed. You gave Liam a "help me" look. "Do what your mom says" Liam told his daughter. "I'm not eating them" Taylor yelled. "Fine then you're going to bed without supper. Go to your room" You demanded. Taylor slammed her fist down on the table and then ran to her room. "You can't do that Y/N!" Liam stood up. "Well, what am I supposed to do?" You yelled. You didn't mean to but you were frustrated. For the past week you both had been giving in to Taylor, not making her eat her vegetables, and it had to stop. "She can't just not eat. She's a growing girl. At least let her eat her macaroni" Liam lectured. "Well she's not going to grow if she doesn't eat her vegetables" You countered. "And she's not going to grow if she eats nothing at all" Liam started to raise his voice. You really didn't want to fight over this. You sighed and pressed your hands to your temples. Liam's face softened "I'm sorry babe" he said wrapping his arms around your waist. "we just have to find a way to make her eat her vegetables without starving her" Liam drew circles on your hand as you thought. "I have an idea!" your face lit up. "what is it?" Liam was anxious for an answer. "let's hide the vegetables in the food she likes! So we can chop up the broccoli and put it in her macaroni!" "You're a genius baby!" Liam kissed you. Both of you guys started to chop the broccoli and put it in the macaroni and delivered it to Taylor. Gratefully she didn't even notice the broccoli and ate it all.

Zayn: You and Zayn heard a smash and ran downstairs to find your 4 year old son Brodie staring like a dear in the headlights. Your grandmother's vase had been smashed to pieces and beside it laid a basketball. "Brodie how many times have we told you not to play basketball inside the house" You yelled " "It was an accident. Stop yelling at me!" Brodie yelled "Okay you're acting like a brat come here you need a spanking" Zayn said going to grab his son. "No!" Brodie screamed in horror and hid behind you. He had never been spanked before but had seen his cousins get spanked by his uncles. Zayn tried to reach behind you but you grabbed his hands. "Zayn no. Brodie go to your room and we'll talk about this later." Brodie ran off to his room relieved. "Why did you do that?" Zayn yelled. "Spanking is child abuse. I don't believe in hitting children." you yelled back. "But Y/N he's never going to learn and look at how well behaved his cousins are" You took a breath. "We'll find another way to discipline Brodie but you are not hitting our child" "You're right" Zayn gave up. You kissed his cheek "lets go talk to him and if he is still acting like a brat we'll make him do extra chores" Zayn grabbed your hand. "Much better" you smiled and took his hand and went to go talk to your son.

Louis: You were doing a family road trip with your two kids, 10 year old Darcy and 8 year old Kyle and they were fighting in the back seat and you were starting to get a headache. "Mom! Kyle won't stop poking me" Darcy yelled "Kyle stop poking your sister" you sighed "But mom she won't let me watch the movie" Kyle whined. You buried your hands in your face. This fighting had been going on for the last hour. Louis noticed your frustration and grabbed your hand. "okay if you two don't stop fighting you both are getting out of this car and we'll leave you on the side of the road to fight." Louis threatened. The fighting stopped for 5 minutes and then started up again. "That's it" Louis pulled the car over "get out" he demanded. "what are you doing?" you whispered to Louis. "I warned them. So get out guys." Kyle and Darcy looked almost in tears as Kyle unbuckled his seatbelt and obeyed his father. "Kyle stop and but your seatbelt back on and Louis start driving" you rolled your eyes. "But their just gonna start fighting again" Louis said angrily. "So your just gonna abandon our kids on the side of road?" you stifled a laugh at the absurd thought. Louis seemed to think through the thought and started laughing. " I guess that was a stupid idea" Louis laughed. "You think?" Darcy replied sassily. Louis started to drive again and for the rest of the drive you played typical road trip games to avoid anymore fighting.

Harry: You and Harry were waiting up for your 16 year old daughter Kayla to come home. It was almost 3am, 2 hours past her curfew. Harry was furious but you were just worried. She was out with her boyfriend of a year celebrating their anniversary. You trusted them but Harry was a protective dad and was getting angrier my the minute. "It's okay babe they probably lost track of time" you squeezed his hand. Kayla finally came home at 3:15. "I'm so sorry. We lost complete track of time" Kayla apologized. Her boyfriend Mark came in with her. " It's all my fault please don't blame Kayla" "It's okay Mark, just drive home safe" you said but felt Harry tense up. Kayla kissed Mark goodbye. "If that boy can't keep track of time I don't want you to see him again. You're two hours past curfew" Harry yelled "Daddy I'm sorry!" Kayla cried "but you can't stop me from seeing him" "Oh yes I can. I forbid you to see him" Harry said sternly. "Oh my god I hate you! Mom please" Kayla begged you to do something. "Don't listen to your dad. You can still see him. Just go to bed and let me talk to your dad" Kayla gave you a thankful look and ran off before Harry could say anything. "Y/N what the hell?" Harry yelled "Harry I know your mad but you can't do that to her. Their in love and she will hate you forever if you stop that. When we were her age the last time we were thinking of was the time" Harry sighed and sat down "you're right. I just get worried because I love her. I'll say sorry in the morning" You kissed him "you're a great dad" "And you're an even better mom" he grabbed your waist and pulled you onto the couch. "remember when we were 16 and we stayed all night on the beach?" Harry asked and you guys spent the rest of the night reminiscing on memories of your relationship.