One Direction preference

He's supposed to be working/on tour, but surprises you as a Christmas present.

Harry: Harry hadn't been too keen on missing his first Christmas with you, knowing you'd been looking forward to it, already having planned out your day. You'd changed your plans at the last minute, heading to your hometown for the holiday. You smiled as you talked to Harry, his voice a little tired sounding from working and performing, but he did it all for the fans. "I miss you so much." You sighed, taking a seat at the dinner table, the lot of your family surrounding you. A knock on the door drew everyone's attention to the living room, assuming it was your aunt, late as always. "Merry Christmas everyone!" You stood from the table at the sound of that cheery voice, Harry's smile greeting you from the door, his lips against yours as he muttered to you, "I'm your first gift."

Louis: Sure, you were a little bummed that Louis wouldn't be around for the holidays this year but it was for charity and it was his career. Thankfully the Tomlinson's had invited you to join them for their holiday celebrations, your side of the family tagging along, nearly completing your Christmas. It was when you arrived to their home on Christmas morning for breakfast that you were met with awaiting tired but beautiful blue eyes, those that you didn't think you'd get to see on this holiday, Louis smiling as he took you in his arms. "Surprise. I got on the first flight out after the show. You didn't think I'd really miss Christmas with you did you?" He smiled, pressing his lips to your cheek as you stood, utterly stunned that he was standing right in front of you.

Niall: Niall thought it would be good for you to be surrounded by people during the holidays but honestly, it only made you miss his presence more, able to feel the emptiness without him in a room though it was filled with people. You stood against the counter, sipping a fruity drink from a plastic cup. "Come on. It's Christmas and we need to dance! Cheer up!" Your best friend slurred, a little wobbly as she walked you to the dance floor, immediately losing yourselves among the people who danced around you. It didn't take long for someone to be behind you, a British accent speaking into your ear, urging you to dance with him. "I'm sorry but I don't think my boyfriend would appreciate that very much." You turned around, seconds from walking away until you met Niall's eyes, his fake accent immediately disappearing as he smiled at you, proclaiming, "Merry Christmas!"

Liam: "Where's daddy? He'll miss me opening my presents. I want him here" You little girl was trying to keep her eyes from falling shut, wanting nothing but to spend Christmas with her father. "He's working. He'll be here in a couple of days." You forced a smile pulling the covers up. "I want him here too." You sighed, closing the door, heading to the living room to prepare your daughter's gifts for tonight. By the time you went to bed there was no space left under the tree, completely exhausted from a night of wrapping. It seemed that you'd only been asleep for minutes before your daughter was poking your cheek, her voice excited as she wrote you. "Mommy, Santa came!" She took your hand, pulling you down the hall and into the living room. "He got me everything I wanted!" She ran up to her daddy, sitting right alongside her toys, a surprise gift for the both of you on Christmas morning.

Zayn: "What's wrong babe?" Zayn asked though he was already watching you from outside. You stood at your window, the phone pressed to you ear as you watched snow falling from outside, many families preparing for Christmas morning though you would be spending it alone for the most part, waking by yourself since Zayn was across the country, having to work on this holiday. You pulled back the curtain, closing yourself off from the world as you crawled into bed, pulling the covers up around you. "Nothing, I just miss you is all." You answered. "Same but don't worry. I'll be home as soon as I can." Zayn sighed though he was already turning his key in the lock as quietly as possible. "Get some rest. I'll talk to you soon." His voice was a whisper, making sure you didn't hear him as he walked up the stairs. "Goodnight. I love you." You were quiet, a shudder raking through your body as the door to your bedroom opened. Your eyes widened, completely stunned and speechless as Zayn wandered over to your bed, crawling in his spot beside you, pressing a kiss to your temple. "Merry Christmas. I love you too."