Niall: "Babe," his quiet voice called out as you slowly began to wake up. "Baby," he said, this time his hands pushing on your bare shoulders. "Y/N wake up," he said, now straddling you. "Good god, Niall get off me you're heavy," you said pushing on his bare chest. "But babe it's Christmas morning," he said putting his forehead up against yours. "It's Christmas?" You said sitting up, the back of your hand rubbing your eyes. "Yes, it's Christmas you dork. Get dressed and come down stairs," he said getting out of bed and putting on a pair of boxers. "It's Christmas," you said to yourself as you put on one of Niall's shirts and a pair of underwear. As you went downstairs, you saw that he had already began to open the presents you had gotten him. "Oh, by the way," he said as you joined him on the floor. "Merry Christmas," he said handing you a black velvet box. "You didn't have to," you said as you undid the wrapping paper. "But I did," he said leaning his body into yours. As you opened the lid, you felt your eyes bulge slightly at the beautiful bracelet inside the box. "It's perfect Niall, thank you," you said hugging it. "I made sure it was perfect, just like you," he said putting it on your wrist.
Harry: Recently, your families had met each other for the first time, and both of them got along really well. Well enough that your mother suggested to Harry's mother that you two spend Christmas together. "Christmas, really?" You said as Harry got into his bed. You loved both of your families dearly, but you hated big Christmases, they weren't very private and all you wanted was to be with your boyfriend. "It'll be over in a couple days and then guess what? We get to go home, to our own house, with our own bed," he said as you got into bed next to him. "These walls aren't very thick so I suggest you be a big spoon," you said laying on your side. "Goodnight Y/N," he said kissing your temple before pulling your body into his. In the early hours of the morning, you heard shouting coming from upstairs, probably from your little sister. Cracking open one eye, you looked at the clock and saw it was nine in the morning. "Harry, wake up it's Christmas," you said with a tired voice. "Hm? It is?" He said sitting up and looking at his phone. "It is. Merry Christmas babe," he said pulling you over to him for a kiss. "Want to give me my present now or up there?" He said looking at the ceiling. "How about now since it's busy up there," you said getting up and going over to his closet. "Okay, here's yours," he said still on the bed, the only difference the gift in his hand. "And here's yours," you said with a bag. Swapping the gifts, you slowly opened the gift and saw a new laptop. "Harry, oh my gosh Harry you didn't have to," you said taking it out of the paper. "I did, yours was horrible. And you didn't have to get me such a nice jacket Y/N! I mean this is really nice babe." "I guess we're even on the gift thing?" You said rubbing your hands together. "I guess we are. Merry Christmas love."
Louis: Waking up from your position on the couch, you looked around your living room. It was sort of a sad mess, bottles everywhere and remains of the party you had last night scattered on the floor. The one person, the only person that mattered if they showed up, didn't. You had thrown the party just in hopes that your boyfriend Louis would magically show up like some sort of Christmas miracle, but that's what it would have taken, a miracle. Standing up, you went over to the tree where people had left the presents they had gotten you. Opening them one by one, you looked at how some of them were thoughtful (like the ones from your relatives) and how some of them were completely funny (like the ones from your friends) and how some of them...well you had no idea what to do with them. But as you got towards the back of the tree, you saw one of the nicest wrapped presents ever, nicer than your moms wrapping. Pulling it out, you carefully undid it, not wanting to ruin the nice look of the wrapping paper. You gasped at it when it was opened, mainly because someone had gotten you a designer backpack and you knew exactly who it was. How did he get it here? He hadn't been home to see you, and he definitely wouldn't have been able to get it to your friends. "Weren't expecting that now were you?" Jumping at the sound of his voice, you turned and saw Louis standing in the doorway of your living room. "But, but you said you wouldn't be home," you said quickly getting up and going over to him. His long arms quickly took you into a hug and he kissed the top of your forehead. "And just think, you said I wasn't good at keeping surprises. Do you like the present?" "I love it. But I love you more Louis."
Liam: The sound of the smoke alarm sent you sitting straight up out of bed. Looking to the side, you noticed Liam was gone, and looking down, you screamed profanities as the alarm stopped. This wasn't the first time he had woken you up to the smoke alarm, but it made you upset because it was Christmas and you're supposed to wake up to happy things, not smoke alarms turned on because your boyfriend sets pans on fire. "Liam!" You shouted as you walked down the stairs. "Morning babe!" He said sitting with a bowl of cereal in front of him. You looked around and noticed that the kitchen wasn't actually on fire. "You...but...why was the smoke alarm on?" You said walking over to him. "Oh you weren't waking up and I didn't know how else to do it." You rubbed your face before looking down at the floor. "Did you think about...I don't know, hitting me with a pillow because that is what always works on you." He only smiled before pulling you in for a hug by your waist. "Well it wouldn't be much of a Christmas if there wasn't a surprise." He kissed your nose and pulled you over to the tree. "Present time now," he said pushing a small box towards you. "Okay, here's yours," you said pushing the PS4 you had gotten him in his general direction. "On three?" He said picking at the wrapping paper. "One...two...open!" You said before shredding the wrapping paper. You peeled away the metallic paper to reveal a simple white box. Ignoring Liam's excitement over the game, you opened the lid and tipped over the small bottle of perfume that it contained. "Liam, you got me Chanel Number 5?" You said, slapping his knee to get his attention. "Yeah. I thought a classic girl like you would need a classic smell." "That's the most romantic and cheesiest thing someone has ever told me. Thank you Liam." "No, thank you for making this an awesome Christmas."
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FanficFinished‼️ All credit goes to the writers who wrote some of these imagines. There is some typos with the names as this was once a 5SOS imagines book. But thank you for reading, stay safe everyone. 💜 -Last published 2017.
