Liam: You woke up in the middle of the night feeling lonely. The seat next to you was empty, sheets were cold and ruffled. You looked around you in the dark trying to figure out where your husband was. You stood up in the dark room, covering your pajamas with a robe before leaving the empty room. The house was quiet and dark. No Liam anywhere. You opened your baby's room quietly and smiled when you noticed that the night light was on. "Liam?", you whispered not wanting to wake your baby girl. No one answered. You walked to the room and saw Liam sitting in a rocking chair your seven-months-old baby in his arms, both asleep. Liam had tugged your daughter to a baby pink blanket. Your baby slept against Liam's chest, near his heart, snuffling lightly. Her small chubby hands were grabbing on Liam's shirt when she pulled it in her sleep. Liam sat eyes closed, little smile on his face, arms around his daughter keeping her safe. He breathed lightly when you took the baby and tugged her to a crib stroking her little brown hair. You smiled when Liam woke up blinking and looking at you confused. "Hey sleepyhead.", you whispered kissing his cheek, "Do you want to come back to bed with me? It's cold." Liam smiled standing up, wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead. "Let's go.", he said yawning when you walked to your bedroom and snuggling together making you warm again.
Louis: He cried. Every second felt like an hour. You buried your head to your hands and let out a small cry. You had tried to make your baby boy sleep almost three hours. You were tired of trying to make him stop crying because nothing worked. Louis was out with boys, it was his night out and you let him enjoy it, but you were exhausted. Your son truly had his father's lungs. You picked your baby once again to your arms rocking him lightly. When clock pasted one at night, you were carrying your baby around the house. His face was pink of all the crying and so were your eyes. You heard the door open and Louis came in. He looked at you understanding. He picked your son to his strong arms and kissed your cheek. "Go to bed babe.", he said lovingly, "I'm not tired yet. I came home because I was afraid this would happen. " You nodded tiredly and looked down, "Louis what kind of mom am I? I can't even calm my own baby." Louis laid your baby boy down and pulled you to a hug. "You are not a bad mom. In fact you are the best mother in the whole world.", he said looking straight at you with his beautiful eyes. You stood hugging each other a minute listening your sons cries turned to silent snorts. Louis smiled, "He just wanted to make sure that I'm here with you before he went to sleep." You smiled and pressed a kiss to both of your loved ones.
Niall: You slept in your bedroom when you heard a cry coming from your twin boys room. You sighed knowing that you had no choice. Niall was on tour and you had to take care of boys all by yourself. Just when you were about to open your eyes, crying stopped and you heard someone talking in the nursery. You jumped out of bed and ran to out of your bedroom. Before bursting in to your babies room you noticed something that made your heart calm a little. Niall's shoes, jacket and luggage were next to the door. You smiled opening the door. Niall stood next to twins crib holding other of your boys, rocking him quietly. Other of the twins was sleeping in his crib eyes closed and small brown hair in a sleepy mess. Niall looked at your son lovingly keeping him close his chest. Your baby had pressed his head to Nialls shoulder. He looked at you with his big blue eyes and sucked his pacifier. Niall followed his sons stare and looked at you smiling. You walked to kiss him gently when you heard your other baby boys cry. You lifted him to your arms and Niall kissed his little head. Every time you looked at your sons, you were amazed how much they looked like their dad. Nothing could be better. They were all like three beautiful angels. You stood there a while both looking at your lovely family, only moonlight coming through the windows. You looked at Niall happily. You were blessed with amazing husband and two beautiful baby boys.
Zayn: You were in peaceful dream, hands and legs tangled with Zayn's when you heard a cry coming from your nursery. "No.", you whined wanting to sleep a little longer. Your bed was so comfy and warm. "It's okay babe, I'll go.", Zayn said sleepily, kissed your bare neck and stood up rubbing his eyes. You heard his tired steps down the hallway and in the nursery. In a minute the crying stopped. You smiled and buried your head to a pillow smiling to the quietness when you heard a song coming from your nursery. You stood up and tiptoed to see what was going on. The nursing room door was open when you leaned to the doorway smiling. Zayn was in the middle of the room dancing and singing, keeping baby in his arms. "There's nothing left, I used to cry...", he sang quietly to your baby girl's ear. You looked at her wide open eyes. They were identical with his father and so beautiful. Zayn noticed you and smiled. He rocked his daughter and kissed her forehead singing quietly. "Torn?", you asked smiling and raised an eyebrow. "It worked.", Zayn said and looked at your baby whose small pink lips were pressed together, eyes lightly closed and long eyelashes on her baby cheeks. "It was the first song that came to my mind.", Zayn explained took your hand kissing it lightly and lead you back to your bedroom.
Harry: It was past the midnight when you came home from your girls night. You took your shoes off in the dark trying not to wake your husband or small daughter. You opened your baby's room and stared to the empty crib. Your heart raced when you almost ran to your bedroom, mind filling with all kind of horrible thoughts. You opened your bedroom and sighed in relief. Harry slept peacefully in your bed your baby girl in his stable arms. Your six-months-old baby's cheeks were red and eyes fully closed. You smiled looking at Harry's ruffled curls and changed your pajamas on slipping next to your small family. You looked to your daughters face adoring every little detail. She looked a lot like her dad, nose exactly like his handsome dads. They were both perfect. You smiled thinking that you had it; the most amazing family in the whole world. You stroked Harry's warm cheek when he opened his beautiful eyes and looked at you smiling sleepily. "Hey babe.", he said tiredly, voice cracking, "How was your night?" You smiled tiredly, "It was fine, I'll tell you tomorrow.. Now I'm just exhausted." Harry smiled at you when you kissed his dimples and stroked baby's head lovingly. You raised your head worriedly looking at your husband. She was burning hot. "She's sick. Her temperature rose. "Harry explained, "She wanted to sleep but I didn't want to leave her alone." You smiled and snuggled closer looking at Harry, "You're best father and husband in the world."
