Niall:
You and Niall were cuddled up in bed when you heard little feet pad into the room. "Daddy?" You heard the little Irish voice of Finn, one of your twin boys. Niall rolled out of your embrace to face the little boy. "What's up, mate?" Niall said quietly. "I had a nightmare. Can I sleep with you and mummy?" Finn whimpered. "Of course," Niall chuckled and pulled the four year into the bed between you and him. "Is that better buddy?" Niall asked lying back down. "Much better thank you, daddy." Finn smiled, cuddling into his fathers chest.
Louis:
"Dad, mum said not to let Cameron watch horror movies." Your daughter Renée warned her father. "She's not home, besides, Cam wants to watch it." Louis said putting the movie in. "Okay, but when he comes crying into your room tonight, I get to say I told you so." Renée sighed walking up the stairs. An hour and a half later the movie was over and Louis was tucking Cameron in. "You sure you're alright buddy?" Louis asked sitting on the side of the bed. "I-I'm fine." Cameron smiled nervously. "Do you want to sleep with me tonight? Mum doesn't come home for another two days, so she won't find out." Louis smiled reassuringly. "Yeah okay, thanks dad." Cameron smiled, getting out if his bed and following his father.
Liam:
"Mummy! Daddy!" You heard your five year old daughter, Louise, scream from her room. You and Liam sat up and looked at each other confused. "Mummy! Daddy!" You heard Louise whine. You and Liam both got up and jogged to her room, to find her crying into her teddy. "What's wrong sweetie?" You asked sitting next to her. "I-I had a bad dream." She sniffled. "Sweetie it's okay, we're here." Liam cooed hugging her. "Can I sleep you you both tonight, please?" She asked, squeezing her bear tighter. "Of course angel, come on." Liam smiled picking her up. You all walked back to yours and Liam's room, placing Louise in the middle of the bed. You and Liam got in and cuddled with her, calming her down from her nightmare.
Zayn:
It was Christmas Eve and your little six your old, James, was so excited he could barely sleep. Knowing that James would most likely wake up when you and Zayn went to put the presents under the tree, you came up with the idea to have Zayn dress up as Santa so if James did wake up, you could say you were helping Santa. It was a great idea, because no sooner that you and Zayn were putting the presents under the tree, you heard James wake up and walk down the stairs. You quickly slipped Zayn a kiss but not before James saw. "Mummy's kissing Santa!" James exclaimed tiredly before going up to bed again. You and Zayn brushed it off, assuming he'd forget in the morning. Christmas morning came quickly and as you were unwrapping presents, James remembered. "Daddy! I had the strangest dream last night. Mummy was kissing Santa! It was scary!" James exclaimed. You and Zayn just laughed loudly. "Did she now buddy, well daddy is going to have to teach her a lesson." Zayn winked at you. "Zayn!" You giggled, slapping his arm, not believing he'd said such a thing in front of his six year old son.
Harry:
"Mum, Darcy's crying." Your thirteen year old daughter, Sidney, whispered walking into yours and Harry's room. "What's wrong?" You asked sitting up. "She had a nightmare." Sidney said. "Okay thanks. You go back to bed, I'll go check her." You smiled, getting out of bed. "What's wrong kitten?" Harry mumbled into his pillow. "Darcy had a nightmare, I'm about to go check her." You said. "I'll come, my poor baby girl." Harry said waking up instantly. He'd honestly do anything for his daughters. "Sweetie, are you okay?" You asked quietly, walking into the three year old's room. "I-I had a bad dream." She whimpered. "Oh angel, want daddy to sing to you?" Harry asked walking over to her bed. "You can go back to bed kitten, I got this." Harry smiled, getting into bed with the little girl.
