#133: Your Child's Bedtime

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#133:  Your Child's Bedtime - 1d-imagine-moments

Liam: “But, daddy, I can’t sleep!” James complained, sitting on the ground in front of the two of you and crossing his arms across his chest. “James, I’m not kidding, it’s bed time, get to bed,” Liam responds firmly getting up and picking James up. James starts crying, throwing a fit and squirmming in Liam’s arms. After getting to James room, Liam pops him on the bed, annoyed. You followed behind, waiting to see how Liam would handle this. “I DON’T WANT TO GO TO SLEEP!” James screamed through his tears. “James! Do not shout at your father! You are going to sleep right now young man or we are NOT going to the toy store tomorrow! You understand? GO TO SLEEP!” Liam yelled, and your son stopped crying, starring at his father dumbfounded. James nodded and slipped under the blankets, closing his eyes. Liam walked up to him, obviously pleased, and gave him a kiss on the head. “Sorry daddy,” James said with a small grin. “It’s ok, sorry for yelling, just go to bed please son,” Liam replied calmly. James nodded and Liam walked out, meeting you in the hall. After shutting James door, he looked up at you and pulled your waist close to him. “I feel really bad…” He said. “That was good though, Li! He needed some discipline from you. That was perfect and he’s obviously not upset,” You told him, kissing his forehead. 

Harry: “DARCY, TIME FOR BED!” Harry shouts down to Darcy, who is playing downstairs while you and Harry are watching TV and relaxing after a long stressful day. “OK DADDY, ONE MINUTE!” Darcy yells back up. Harry comes back over to you and starts rubbing your 7 months belly and he smiles at you. “This child better be as cute as Darc,” Harry tells you. You giggle and scoot close to him. “And what if she or he isn’t?” You ask, leaning your head close to him. He leans his head even closer, a few inches away from your lips. “Then’ll we’ll just have to try again…” He whispers, pressing his lips to yours. As the kiss gets deeper and deeper, you suddenly hear a voice. “Ewwwey mommy and daddy, what are you doing?!” Darcy yells, and before you can answer, she runs up the stairs screaming “EWWWWW!” at the top of her lungs. You and Harry both laugh and after giving her a couple minutes to calm down, you go up the stairs to say goodnight. To your surprise, she’s already in bed, laying under the cover and snuggling her stuffed animals. “Sorry, Darc, mommy and daddy just love each other!” Harry apologized. “Daddy is someone gonna love me like that?” Darcy asked. “Yes, soon baby, when you’re older. Love you boo, night,” Harry says, hugging Darcy’s small body and kissing her cheek. “Love you too daddy!” She says back. 

Zayn: “Time for sleep Trav, really, you need to sleep,” You told Travayn, tucking him under the covers. “But I want daddy to tuck me in, daddy always tucks me in!” Travayn whines. You sigh and continue tucking him in anyway. “Daddy’s working late tonight sweetie, he can’t and you need to go to sleep,” You tell him. “Fine, but can you tell him to come in when he gets home?” Travayn pleaded. “Sure doll, now go to bed, love you, night!” You said, kissing his forehead. “Night mommy, love you too,” He replied. After you walked out, you went into the living room to watch some TV, eventually falling asleep. After who knows how long, you felt strong arms around you, picking you up and bring you to you and Zayn’s bedroom. “Zayn,” You cooed sleepily out, keeping your arms around his neck. “Hi boo,” He responded, placing you on your bed. “Go say night to Trav,” You mumbled. “What?” Zayn asked, not understanding you. You repeated yourself and he said ok, then walked out of the door. After a couple minutes he came back. “He was still awake, waiting for me,” Zayn told you. You smiled. “What’d he say?” “He said that he loved me and he couldn’t go to sleep without both of his parents saying goodnight to him,” Zayn replied, causing you to smile. Zayn laid next to you and cuddled you, you guys both grinning widely at your amazing son. 

Louis: “AHHHHHH TICKLE MONSTERS GONNA GET YOU IF YOU DON’T GET IN BED!” Louis screamed, chasing after laughing Eloise. You chased after them as well, smiling and taking a photo. Once upstairs, Eloise was situated in bed, snuggled into her sheets. “Daddy! Play me a song!” El begged, pointing to her piano. She was very good at piano, just like her father, but one of her favorite things/ nighttime rituals was her daddy playing the piano for her. Louis smiled and walked over to the piano, sitting down. You pressed record, capturing this beautiful moment. Louis’ fingers slided over the keys softly, playing a rhythm you recognized. He was playing Look After You by The Fray, and you smiled recalling memories where he sang that song to you. It was his favorite, and by the pleased look on your daughters face, you could tell she loved it too.

Niall: “Fine, one more bite, then you’re going to sleep!” You heard Niall tell Julie, as you sat upstairs waiting to read her a bedtime story. You heard her whine a bit but Niall cut her off, saying he was serious and it was time for bed. You giggled a bit, knowing that Niall really wasn’t that serious. Eventually you heard them coming up the stairs, and Julie ran towards you, and you grabbed her in your arms. “Daddies being mean to me,” She pouts. “Why?” You asked, raising your eyebrows at Niall, and he just shook his head, a small smile on his lips. “He won’t let me eat anymore,” She said, pushing her bottom lip out. “Babe, look, it’s time for bed. You can eat more tomorrow,” You promised her. “Let daddy read you a book!” You added. She nodded a bit upset, but it seemed like she had gotten over it. Niall grabbed a book and opened it, reading it to your precious, beautiful daughter. Of course, it was a princess book. When it was over you guys both kissed her, then the two of you left. “Seriously, I didn’t let her eat, what if she starves?” Niall asked once you got out. “She eats like a hog, I promise she’ll be fine,” You told him, and he kissed your head with a smile. “That’s probably my fault, isn’t it?” He asked. You nodded and you guys both giggled, kissing each other. 

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