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#5: Halloween

#5: Halloween - 1dwriting

Louis: My eyes widened as I stared at the costume in his hand absolutely shocked at the lack of material there. “Isn’t it just gorgeous” thrusting the dress into my hands to look at. I struggled to come up with the right words to say not wanting to offend him as it was obvious he loved the matching police officer costumes but wanting to make sure he knew I would never step out of the house dressed like that, “It’s definitely something” I mumbled, groaning as I saw a small smirk appear on his face “But it’s not something I’m going to step out of the house with Louis”. His head fell back in laughter at my expression, “It’s Halloween love, you have to dress up plus isn’t ‘Halloween the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it’” A muffled chuckle escaped my mouth hearing the obvious Mean Girls reference, “I think maybe it’s time you start picking out the movies, as hilarious as it is to see you cringing at their cliché’s I don’t want you to become one of those guys” I laughed throwing the disgusting dress behind me “And I think that I’ll pick my own costumes from now on but you’ll definitely get a private show of me in that. Don’t you worry!”

Zayn: Zayn stood perched on a ladder hanging up the final decorations to the house, “Is it up to your standard princess” he teased slowly climbing down, “Shut up! This is our first Halloween in the house and I want to make it special; for us and all the children” I said accepting the hug he offered. “It might have been hard work but seeing that smile on your face makes it worth it” he claims cheesily causing me to groan “I hate it when you go all cliché on me” I said pulling down on my black dress, inspecting my costume “That’s why I do it love”. It wouldn’t be long before the boys and all our other friends would be filing in and I wanted everything to be perfect. “Everything’s set right – the food, drinks” I questioned worriedly smacking Zayn when he chuckled at my fretting. “Everything is perfect, from the bat cupcakes to the monster crisps. It’s all good love, now would you stop running around for a second and admire our work” he said pulling me back to look at the completed house. It was amazing from the pumpkins that surrounded the house to the orange and black streamers and the cardboard bats that had been stuck to the roof. “It couldn’t have been any better”

Liam: Hearing the ring of the doorbell I was up and running towards the door within seconds, “Slow down babe, I have the sweets remember” Liam chuckled holding up the basket filled to the brim with an assortment of sweets. “Don’t laugh at me, I just really like Halloween. Trick or treating used to be something I looked forward to all year round” I said taking the sweets from his opening the door to a cheery bunch of children all dressed up in costume, grinning warmly as they chanted ‘trick or treat’. Their happy expression as I filled their bags warmed my heart, a small boy draped in white cloth standing quietly in back next to his mum caught my eye as I watched the rest of them walk away. “Hi I’m Y/N” I said crouching down to his eye level as he stepped towards me holding out his bag “What’s your name?” “William but all my friends call me Will, you can call me will” he mumbled causing me to smile as he struggled to pronounce his r’s. “Well Will, why don’t you go ahead and take a handful of sweets” I asked his hand quickly disappearing into the basket and pulling out a fistful. “Chocolate Buttons! My favourite” he cried yelling his thank you’s as he ran off to the next house. “I want to do that with our kids sometime soon” Liam commented pulling the words right out of my mouth. “You read my mind babe”.

Niall: Aidan bounced up and down as I laid the finishing touches to his costume. He beamed happily as he looked up and down at his minion costume, Despicable Me seemed to be all could he could ever talk about these days. “Do I look cool mummy? Do I look like Bazooka Dave mummy” I smiled at the sheer excitement and happiness in his voice. “Yes sweetie you look exactly like Dave, the goggles are very cool” he jumped into my arms wrapping his own around my neck. “How come you’re not coming with me mummy, I want you to come trick or treating with me” he asked as I sniffled, my nose scrunching up as I stopped myself from sneezing. “You know I’d go if I could sweetie but daddy won’t let me when I’m this sick. I’m sorry sweetie but I’ll be right here when you get back and you can show me all the sweets that you got because I bet that you’re going to get loads” he pouted causing me to groan. “No pouting Aidan! You know mummy’s sick and she can’t come with us tonight” Niall interrupted walking into the room all dressed up holding two pumpkin bags for the sweets. “But mummy, daddy’s going to eat all my chocolate and chocolate’s my favourite” I laughed at his upset expression, “Don’t worry Aiden, Daddy promised not to eat all of your chocolate. Didn’t you Niall?”

Harry: “No mummy, I don’t want to; the monsters will get me, Ryan said so” Keith cried rubbing his eyes as he protested against Harry’s pleas for him to go trick or treating. He curled up in my side whimpering at the thought, “Sweetie its Halloween, it’s just people dressing up. Don’t you want to wear your superman costume?” I cooed softly, “Ryan said all the monsters come out in Halloween, I don’t want all the monster to come out” Harry crawled across the bed making his way to his son, “Keith, you know monsters aren’t real. They’re just make-believe” he inched his way slowly out of under the duvet but remained silently listening to his dad “And you’re going to be Superman K, that’s the most powerful superhero of all time. You can fight those monsters; they don’t stand a chance against Superman Keith, Do they?” he sat taking Harry’s words into consideration. “Come on sweetie, I’ll even come with you if you want me to. I need my superman to protect me” “Okay…” he whispered “Can we carve pumpkins mummy! Can we! Like we saw on tv yesterday, I want to have my own pumpkin”. Harry grinned at his son’s newfound excitement “I knew he’d come round”