Harry: “Wow (Y/N), this is so great,” Harry gushes, his leg quickly bouncing up and down as he looks from one side of the room to the other. “I’m having a lot of fun.” “Good to know,” you laugh, watching as he unwrapped another piece of candy. He was currently going through a sugar rush and you were pretty excited to see him crash since you had previously warned him and he had ignored you. “Let’s go dance!” he exclaims, running up and joining the rest of the boys on the dance floor. After about 15 minutes, he comes back rubbing his stomach and looking at you sadly. “I don’t feel good.” “Hm, I wonder why.”
Liam: ”Niall, stop jumping on the couch!” you exclaim, glaring at him as he stops and sits back down. “Louis, stop messing with the TV and pick a damn channel! Harry, stop chasing Liam around, you’re going to break something! Zayn- well, you’re not doing anything so I guess keep doing that.” “Yes mother,” they all reply sarcastically, going back to doing what they were doing. “I am never buying candy ever again,” you shake your head, taking the bowl and heading for the kitchen. “Wait, what are you doing with that?” Liam exclaims when he notices. “You don’t need to know.”
Louis: You hear shouts of “Mommy!” and “(Y/N)!” as you walk through the front door, spotting the candy wrappers and soda cans lying on the living room floor. Louis and David jump up from the couch, looking at you happily as you just look at them with a raised eyebrow. “Did I say you could eat candy tonight?” you question, watching as their gazes drop to the floor. “Mommy, it’s the night after Halloween-” “That wasn’t my question,” you interrupt him. “I said did I say you could eat candy tonight?” “No,” they both mutter shamefully. “That’s right,” you nod. “Now you’re both going to clean up this mess and give me all of the candy.”
Niall: You watched as James bounced in his seat, barely touching his food as his eyes flitted from one place to another. “Not hungry, James?” you ask curiously, eyeing his plate as he tries to calm himself. “No, I had a lot for lunch today,” your son shrugs off, Niall looking up at him incredulously. “You’re always hungry!” Niall protests, knowing that something was wrong as well. “You had candy, didn’t you,” you remark knowingly. “No,” James denies, shaking his head vigorously. “Then why do you keep bouncing?” “Just excited, I guess.” “For what?” “For… the football game on tonight.” “There is no football game on tonight.” “No more candy. Ever.”
Zayn: ”Okay, no more sweets for you,” Zayn laughs as he takes away the bag from you. “You haven’t stopped smiling for like 10 minutes, it’s getting weird now.” “Fine, but don’t eat it,” you argue, watching as he left the room with the bag. You quickly became tired, results of your sugar rush and you drifted off, only waking up when Zayn started shaking you. “(Y/N), let’s go out tonight!” he says excitedly. You agree tiredly, slowly getting up to change. “Hurry up, let’s go!” he urges you, shifting from one foot to another. “Z, did you eat my candy?” you accuse, narrowing your eyes at him. “Maybe.”
