Mummy Direction (One Direction 6th Member)

Home Is Where The Heart Is

Hi there! How are you all doing?

I hope you're enjoying reading this book! Personally, this chapter has got to be my favorite. I know I just started writing, but this chapter is just that chapter.

I hope you all enjoy reading it!

Happy reading, everyone!

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The sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm golden glow over the living room where Y/N and the boys of One Direction had gathered for a rare day off from their hectic tour schedule. It was a much-needed break—a chance to recharge and reconnect away from the chaos of performances and fan interactions.

With nothing but time on their hands, they decided to spend the day together, doing something that brought them joy and allowed them to be themselves.

"Alright, what should we do today?" Niall asked, flopping down on the couch, his expression one of carefree excitement. "We could bake something! I'm in the mood for cookies."

" Cookies sound good, but let's not forget about writing some new songs!" Liam chimed in, always the planner of the group. "We could come up with something fresh to add to our setlist."

" Or we could do both!" Y/N suggested, her eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. "We can bake while we write. It'll be like a songwriting retreat!"

"Perfect!" Louis exclaimed, already bouncing on his feet. "I'll handle the baking! You all just need to make sure you keep me entertained with your genius songwriting ideas."

As the boys gathered around the kitchen island, Y/N took charge of the ingredients, pulling out flour, sugar, and chocolate chips. She glanced at Zayn, who was leaning against the counter with a playful smirk.

"What about you, Zayn? Are you going to write some of those dark and mysterious lyrics you're known for?"

Zayn shrugged, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Only if you promise to sing them in your best dramatic voice."

"Challenge accepted!" Y/N replied, grabbing a mixing bowl and whisking the ingredients together with a grin. The kitchen quickly filled with laughter and chatter as they began to brainstorm song ideas, tossing lyrics back and forth like a friendly game of catch.

"Okay, how about a song about friendship?" Harry suggested, leaning on the counter, his signature cheeky smile in place.

"We could write something that captures this moment."

"Yeah! Like how much we love spending time together, even when we're just baking cookies," Niall added, his mouth already watering at the thought of warm, gooey treats.

"Or how you lot keep messing up the lyrics," Zayn chimed in, feigning seriousness. "We could call it 'Sweet Misunderstandings.'"

"Perfect title, mate!" Louis laughed as he measured out the flour, pouring it into the bowl with a flourish. "Just wait until you all taste my cookies; they'll be the best part of this whole process!"

With everyone contributing their ideas, the group quickly found their rhythm. Y/N jotted down lyrics while Niall strummed a melody on his guitar, the soft sound blending with the rhythmic clinking of mixing bowls and the occasional burst of laughter.

The kitchen transformed into a mini-studio as they bounced ideas off one another, sharing snippets of melody and verse that made them all smile.

After a while, the cookies were baking in the oven, filling the kitchen with a sweet aroma that only intensified their excitement. They decided to take a break from songwriting and move on to the more serious task of cookie decorating.

"Let's get creative!" Y/N said, pulling out various toppings—sprinkles, chocolate drizzle, and colorful icing. "We need to make these cookies reflect our personalities!"

"I call dibs on the green sprinkles!" Niall shouted, diving into the stash like a kid in a candy store.

"I want the icing to be as flamboyant as my wardrobe!" Louis exclaimed, already covered in flour as he attempted to decorate with wild abandon.

As they continued decorating, the friendly banter soon evolved into deeper conversations. Y/N couldn't help but feel a wave of warmth wash over her as they shared stories and revealed their vulnerabilities.

The more they talked, the more she appreciated the connection they had built over the years.

"Remember when we first started out?" Zayn asked, an amused glint in his eyes. "We could barely get through a song without laughing or messing it up completely."

"Yeah! And we thought we were going to be famous overnight," Niall laughed, shaking his head. "Now look at us! It's like we're living in a dream."

"Even if it's a crazy dream sometimes," Liam added, a knowing smile on his face. "But through it all, we've always had each other."

"Exactly!" Y/N agreed, feeling her heart swell. "I'm so grateful to have you all in my life. No matter what happens, I know we'll always support one another."

Just as the conversation deepened, the timer went off, signaling the cookies were ready. They rushed to the oven, the excitement building as the door opened to reveal a tray of perfectly baked treats."Who wants to be the first to try?" Louis asked, a playful grin stretching across his face.

"Me!" they all shouted in unison, diving for the tray as if it were the last cookie on Earth.

As they indulged in the fruits of their labor, the laughter and joy continued to flow, each bite reinforcing the bond they shared. They settled down on the couch, exhausted but happy, ready to continue writing and enjoying each other's company.

"Alright, let's do a quick brainstorm session," Y/N suggested, pulling out her notepad. "I want to write down some of those amazing ideas we just came up with before they slip away."

"Sure thing, Miss Bossy!" Harry teased, but he picked up his guitar nonetheless, ready to follow her lead.

As they continued writing, their surroundings faded away. It was just them—six friends, creating magic together. The warmth of their laughter filled the room as they scribbled down lyrics, creating a song that captured the essence of their bond.

As the sun began to set outside, casting a golden hue over their makeshift gathering, Y/N felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. This day, filled with cookies, songs, and laughter, was a reminder that sometimes the best moments are those spent in the company of the people you love most.

"Let's name our song 'Home is Where the Heart Is,'" Y/N said, feeling inspired. "Because that's exactly what this feels like."

"Brilliant!" Zayn agreed, raising his cookie in a mock toast. "To home!"

"And to us," Niall added, his voice filled with sincerity. "No matter where we are in the world, as long as we have each other, we'll always have a home."

As they finished writing, they leaned back, tired but fulfilled. Y/N looked around at her friends—brothers in every sense of the word—and knew that these moments would forever be etched in her heart.

They shared stories, dreams, and laughter, turning the ordinary into something extraordinary. The kitchen became a sanctuary, a place where their bond grew stronger, where they felt safe to be themselves.

And as the night wore on, with music drifting through the air and the sweet taste of cookies lingering on their lips, Y/N knew they were not just bandmates—they were family.

Together, they were creating a legacy filled with love, laughter, and the kind of memories that would last a lifetime.

Well, another one for a core memory!

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