One Direction Imagines/Preferences :) (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Preference: Favorite Easter Memory

Harry: "Okay, babe, you can go find them," Harry said to you. You jumped up from the floor and grabbed your Easter basket, racing outside, giggling. Every year on Easter morning, Harry fills a bunch of eggs with either candy or love notes and hides them in your backyard.

"Look, Haz! I found one!" you cried out, jumping up with my hand outstretched. "Harry, just because you're a giant does not mean that the rest of us are!" Harry chuckled, and picked you up by the waist, allowing you to reach the green egg.

Once you found them all, you went inside to be greeted with a box of doughnuts. As you ate, you opened up the eggs, separating the notes from the candy. "The notes are a little different this year, love," Harry said. "It's more like a puzzle."

You nodded and scrunched up your notes in concentration. After fifteen minutes of rearranging the notes, you gasped at the message. Hopefully this was correct. "Harry, am I right?" you asked, looking at the seat next to you, but it was empty. "Harry?"

"Down here, love." You turned around and smiled at the sight of Harry on one knee. "So, will you do what the notes say?"

"Of course I'll be your Mrs. Styles. I love you, Harry!"

"I love you too, (Y/N)," Harry said, sliding the ring onto your finger and kissing you deeply.

Zayn: Every year on Easter, you and Zayn have a tradition of painting each other's faces like you would decorate an Easter egg. It was so much more fun than painting an egg, or in your opinion it was anyway. "(Y/N)!!!" Zayn whined. "Are you ready to start?"

"Coming!" you sang back, skipping down the hallway with the face paint in your hands. "Ready, Zaynie?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," he joked.

"Oh hush. Now sit." he sat at the table and you unpacked the face paint and fetched the brushes and glass of fresh water to clean the brush with.

"Can we add make-up this year, Zayn?" you asked.

"Sure, babe," he agreed tentatively. You cheered and ran to get your make-up kit, spreading it on the table along with everything else.

"Okay, close your eyes." He obeyed and you painted his entire face purple, decorating it with polka dots made from lipstick and swirly lines made from eyeliner. You topped it off with a glitter mustache. "Done!" you exclaimed, clapping your hands together.

"My turn!" he cried out like a child. You giggled and closed your eyes. Zayn painted your face a mix of blue and yellow, adding hearts and stars that he drew and decorated with your lip gloss and glitter. "Alright, ready to look in the mirror?" You nodded and grabbed the big mirror lying facedown on the table. You both stared in the mirror in shock before cracking up in a fit of giggles. "A mustache! Really, (Y/N)?"

"Hey, you put blue on me. You know I don't look good in blue!"

"You look beautiful in everything," Zayn said, giving your lips a quick peck.

Niall: Every Easter you invited a bunch of friends and you all had an Easter feast. Surprisingly, Niall's favorite part wasn't eating the food, but helping you make it. He absolutely adored the cupcake part of it all. "Yay, cupcake time!" he cried out when he saw you mixing the batter together.

You giggled. "Yup, Nialler. Grab the cupcake pan for me?" He fetched the pan and helped you pour the mix into the little holes for the batter. Once you placed the tray in the oven too cook, Niall turned on the radio and the two of you just danced wildly around the kitchen, him stealing kisses from you every chance he got. The timer dinged for the cupcakes to come out and Niall retrieved the cupcakes, scared that you would burn yourself doing it.