One Direction BSM preferences

I'm coming home

Harry (age 4)

You and Harry were close, no doubts about it. You were his little kitty, his only baby sister. He loved you whole heartedly and you loved him just as much. It pained you every time that he had to go on tour. It was your Birthday today and you were turning four.

You haven't even received a phone call from Harry wishing you happy birthday, not even a mere text message. You simply thought that he forgot.

Your birthday party just ended and all of your toddler friends went home. Leaving you tired, and your mum to clean up.

During your party, you didn't play with everyone else. You just say on the fireplace and looked at the pictures of you, Harry, and Gemma. Your mum knew how much you missed Harry and it killed her to see you like this.

"How about you take a nap, sweetie?" She offered to you

"Can I sleep in Hazzy's room?" You asked tiredly. She nodded and took you up to Harry's room. Your mum kissed you and tucked you in, leaving you dozing off to sleep. The smell of Harry's sheets comforted you as you fell into a dreamless sleep.

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You stirred in your sleep slightly as you felt yourself being lifted off of the mattress, and onto something more warm and firm.

You lifted your head up and lazily opened your eyes. You immediately recognized the mop of curls sitting in the person's head.

"Hazzy?" You asked sleepily.

"Shh, kitty. Hazza's here. Go back to sleep." Harry cooed in your ear.

"But Haz-"

"No baby girl you're tired go back to sleep." You nodded and rested your head back down on his chest, breathing in his familiar scent that you loved oh so much.

"I'm home kitty, I'm home."

Niall (age 12)

Your's and Niall's relationship was the one you wish you had with your sibling. You and him did everything together. You never really bonded with Greg as you did with Niall, so you were just closer with Niall.

Whenever he left for his work, whether it was doing a charity event for a few weeks, or going on tour for months, you missed him so much it hurt. It didn't help either that he lived in London.

You lived with your dad and he saw how much it hurt you. Today was Christmas Eve, your's and Niall's favorite holiday. Your family would all sing Christmas carols. You two would always stay up until midnight, decorating the Christmas tree. Then you would cuddle up by the fire and drink hot chocolate as Greg would read 'The Night Before Christmas', even though it was already Christmas. He told your dad that he couldn't make it this year because he had a charity Christmas event before he could come home for a tour break. It literally broke your heart.

Instead of helping with the decorations this night, you stayed in your room and decided to go to bed early. You laid in your bed in your reindeer sleep pants and one of Niall's over-sized shirts. You couldn't even fall asleep, you just watched the clock tick, and tick, and tick.

The snow outside was falling and the moonlight caught the glistening of snowflakes. This is literally how it was every Christmas Eve in Mullingar, the only difference was that Niall wasn't here.

Your Dad, Greg, Denise, Theo, were all down stairs doing the annual traditions. You heard the traditional Irish Christmas Carols and it made you want to cry. In fact, you did start crying. Collin came into your room and hopped on your bed and tried to cheer you up. Nothing worked. You cried yourself to sleep until morning came.