One Direction Preferences

Last Christmas

I know I said that the last one would be the last preference, but I miss writing these. So this is a Christmas special for you all. Merry Christmas lovelies!

(T)

Liam:
"It was just us two, can you believe it? Now we've got our own little one to spend it with. I'm so happy babe." He raved, pecking your cheek. Yes, 4 weeks ago, you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Kaylee, and you both couldn't be happier. You weren't sure if you were going to have her in time to say "Baby's first Christmas," but alas she arrived. The aura in your house was pure excitement as you carried your newborn throughout your house. Telling her all the things you'd gotten her for Christmas, what her grandparents got her, because she couldn't understand and you were just too excited to keep it all inside. Liam was a huge help, just as he promised on the day he married you. Last Christmas, it was only you and Liam, this year you were spreading the cheer with a little one to call your own.

Zayn:
"Can you believe it's been a year already?" You asked him, wrapping and arm around his waist while your other hand held a warm cup of hot coco. "I know, it keeps getting better and better though." He grinned at you, pecking your temple. Christmas was much more significant for the two of you because a year ago, to this day, is when he asked you to officially be his. Last Christmas marked a new chapter in your life with him and you were both beaming with excitement to celebrate your one year anniversary as well as Christmas. There was also something more romantic about it being the same day, it made everything seem more worthwhile. The lights were all hung, the decorations were set, and now all that was left was a beautiful dinner and night to remember with your loving boyfriend.

Louis:
He emerged from the bathroom, towel draped around his waist, chest glistening from the water that dripped from his hair. You couldn't help but stare; marvel at his physique and you found yourself unconsciously licking your lips. "Y/N" He cut off your thinking, but thank god it wasn't because he caught your stares, "Yeah?" "I know last Christmas we spent the week with your family. And I know you want to see them and we will, but what would you say to maybe going to my mom's for Christmas this year. She'd love to see you, as well as the girls. Plus I think it would be nice." When he asked it was sort of like he was apprehensive, shy like. "Babe," You chuckled, getting up from the bed and resting your hands on his bare shoulders. He turned, one hand holding the towel, "I'd love to go to your mom's for Christmas." You giggled, watching his eyes glisten with happiness. The smile on his face was priceless and you wouldn't trade it in for anything in the world.

Niall:
"I'm so glad you're here, with me this year." Your arms snaked around his neck not only mere seconds after his bags were dropped at the door. The light from your Christmas tree was the only thing that lit your living room. But now, you could light up the night sky with just your smile. Niall had come home for Christmas this year and you weren't letting him out of your sight. He laughed into your neck and you realized you were still holding him tight. "I know darlin', I'm here." He confirmed and you pulled away, your hands resting on his neck. There were tears at the rim of your eyes, daring to break through and trickle down your face, "Last year sucked because I only saw you through a screen. But now, this year you're actually here and I can't believe it. Oh my goodness." You were crying now, earning a sympathetic chuckle to escape his lips. His calloused thumb wiped away your tears, "Don't cry, I'm here now. I'm here with you." He said, placing a sweet kiss to your forehead.

Harry:
You walked down the stairs of your house, still not believing it was Christmas morning. As a personal request, you asked not to be woken up so early like you were used to getting up at 8am on Christmas morning with your family. This year was different though, you weren't at home, and you were at Harry's in his t-shirt, in your shared house. "Y/N!" You heard him cheer from the kitchen. In two strides he was in front of you cheeky smile on his face, "Merry Christmas!" He yelled, making you giggle at his childishness. "Merry Christmas!" You chuckled as he pulled you in for a tight hug. He brought you into the kitchen where breakfast was waiting and you ate while having some small talk. "Thank you Harry, for everything." You got serious, setting down your fork. He looked up at you, grinning. "I really mean it. Last year I was sort of alone on Christmas. Yeah I had my family, but this year I just feel so much happier and I have you to thank for that." You reached across the table, grabbing his hand. He could only smile, while his thoughts ran wild with how much he loved you.