One Direction BSM | ♡

You Have a Bad Day

Louis | Age 16

You just pulled into the driveway of your house. Louis always waits for you to come home after school, so you didn't get out of the car and make noise when you saw that the band was over too. You didn't want to be a burden, so you stayed in the car until you calmed down. But Louis being the protective brother he is, he heard you pull in and not get out.

"Be right back, guys," he mumbled before opening the front door. He opened your car door to see you crying on the steering wheel. "Y/N, babe what happened?" He asked, sympathy lacing each word. He unbuckled your seat belt and helped you out of the car. "Bad day, Louis. Terrible day," you cried as he wrapped an arm around you to guide you inside. "Go change into some comfortable clothes and come back down, love," he said, gently pushing you up the stairs. You nodded weakly and did as he said.

You took off what was left of your cried off makeup and went back downstairs. Louis pulled you between him and Harry and you cuddled into his side. "Thanks, boo-bear. I love you," you said as you traced the stripes on his shirt (STRIPEEEESS). "Anytime, babe. Movie night and takeout?" He asked, knowing that always made you happy. You nodded against him. "When do I ever pass that offer up?" He laughed because it was very true. You spent that night cuddling your bad day away.

Niall | Age 13

Do you ever have those days where literally everything goes wrong? Today was one of those days- times ten. You were sitting in your room trying to finish the homework you'd been working on for hours. You were almost done when you knocked over your cup of water, smearing all the ink. "No, no, NO!" You cried and slammed your head on the desk. "Princess? You good?" Niall called from his room.

"NO!" You cried back. Seconds later, Naill was holding you on his lap as you explained how terrible your day has been. "Niall it's so much. School, a-and the hate. I can't. Niall I'm 13 my life is over!" You sobbed pathetically as you laid across Niall's crossed legs. "Hey, hey no tears. How about this. You take the rest of the week off, and we just relax. You deserve it. Your school's too harsh," he said, running his hands through your hair.

"Really?" You asked, looking up to him. "Yes baby. Let's take a nap, yeah? I'll call the boys over to bring dinner later. We can even watch Zootopia. It's on Netflix now!" He said as he moved your bodies up to the bed. You nodded as excitedly as your tired head could. All you remember is Niall humming about 3 seconds into "Little Things" before you fell into a well deserved nap, your stress melted away.

Liam | Age 7

*I wish I remember the book it was, but it was another BSM book where Y/N was 13 and she came home from walking in the rain and it was slightly similar to this, so credits to them. I just made it my own. I just felt the need to credit them in case. Lmao I'm just paranoid sorry.*

You were walking the short distance to your house from where the bus dropped you off. It normally wasn't a big deal, but it was storming outside and storms petrified you. You had a bad enough day, and getting soaked by the rain was not settling. With tears streaming down your face, you made it to the door. You opened it and came inside to set your stuff down.

"Y/N? I'm sorry I didn't think your bus would have arrived this early or I would have- Oh, baby what's wrong?!" He panicked when he saw your teary state. He scooped your shivering body up and took you upstairs. He sat you in the warm bubble bath after peeling off your cold clothes.

"Why the tears, angel?" He asked as he washed your hair. "Bad day and storms," you choked out. "Aw, baby girl. Come on let's get you dry." He wrapped you in a fluffy towel and dried your limbs carefully. Normally you would have protested, claiming that you were "a big girl and you could do it yourself". But it was comforting at the moment.

He let you wear one of his t-shirts and just your undies as he turned on a Disney movie for you to distract you from the storm. That still didn't stop you from clinging to him for dear life. But at least he was there to comfort you after a bad day. And years to come.

Harry | Age 3

You being only 3 and traveling on tour with your big brother Harry was a lot! But today was just too much for you. Interviews after interview and it was so stressful and boring for a kid like you. It was way past your nap time but you couldn't do anything about it because Harry was in another interview.

You sat backstage and watched Harry laugh on the little TV. He was having fun, but not you. Soon, the lack of sleep built up and you were crying in your seat. "Kitten? Are you ready to go back to the bus? We're all done today," Harry said cheerfully. But his cheery expression soon faded when he saw you crying softly on the couch. "Baby girl, why are you crying?" He said as he picked you up, swaying slowly. "This isn't my favorite day," you said through sobs. He chuckled a little bit.

"Why ever not, my darling sister?" He asked as he bounced you a little. "No one to play wif!" You cried, throwing your hand that wasn't wrapped around his neck in the air. "Is that so?" He asked. You nodded sadly.

"Well I say we go cuddle up and maybe get a *coughs* um...a little N-A-P in and then we watch movies and play. Okay?" He asked. You nodded, obviously not understanding the nap part, but that was the point.

You didn't even last the full car trip home as Niall pointed out you were fast asleep in your car seat. The day ended way better than it started, that's for sure! All thanks to your favorite big brother.

OH SHIT WUUTT I UPDATED AGAIN. SUCH A RARE OCCASION. Lmao I'm sorry for my shitty schedule. But hey 2 updates in 24 hours. That's good right? Hope you enjoyed this one! Don't forget to vote and comment!

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