Da Craic Christmas
(Y/N POV):
"Are you sure they'll like me?" I look over at Eleanor, chewing my bottom lip. She nods and smiles at me before walking inside, me trailing behind her quietly. When I see Harry I freeze, my breath caught in my throat. "Oh my gosh! Hazza!" I scream out, hugging him tightly. Everyone's attention is now on me as I talk to Haz. "Present time!" Lewis screams out over everyone in the room, getting all of our attention. After we're all seated around the tree, presents are soon handed out. Wrapped paper and bows scatter the floor, smiles on everyone faces, laughs and thank you's are the only thing heard. "(Y/N) hasn't given her presents out, let's be quiet and let her have a turn." El smiles at me and I return the favor, pulling the first present out. "Neil!" I smile wide, handing his present to him. He tears at the wrapping paper, opening the box. "A gift card to Nando's and a Christmas sweater with a clover and leprechaun on it." He holds the sweater up, a look of disgust on his face. "Daddy Direction!" I giggle, leaning over to Haz at first. "Oh sorry, the curls mix me up." I blush and hand Liam his present. "His head is shaved now." Neil whispers to Lewis, both rolling their eyes. "Plaid socks..plaid shirt...plaid pants." He pulls everything out, raising an eyebrow. "You wore plaid at your concerts! I thought you'd like it." He nods and puts the box beside them. "Our first tour..we're starting our fourth one soon." He mutters, watching as I give Lewis his present. "A carrot costume.." Lewis trails off, looking at it. "I love carrots, we should totally talk about them sometime!" I smile at him before getting two more boxes out. "Zen and Hazza!" I hand them their boxes, watching as they tear at the wrapping paper. "A mirror." Zen holds it up, examining it. "I know you love looking at yourself." I turn to Haz, smiling wide. "A blazer and some converse! Don't you just love it Hazza?" I giggle, leaning into him. "Alright! Enough!" Lewis shouts, standing up. "I hate carrots, it was a bloody joke! Zayn is not conceited therefore doesn't need the damn mirror, he likes spray paint for graffiti. Liam likes snapbacks now, he doesn't wear plaid anymore, he rarely does. Harry here doesn't wear that anymore either, he wears tshirts, skinny jeans, and boots. And Niall doesn't eat Nando's much anymore! Our names are Zayn, Harry, Niall, Louis, and Liam. Got it?! Now get your ass out of my flat!" I stare at him in shock, my mouth ajar. "Well then, Merry Christmas Lewis." I turn my head and walk out, frowning. "What da craic was tat?" Niall looks around at us, none of us knowing what to say.
