One Direction Preferences

#18 Presents (Christmas Preference)

Harry: "Baby….. Babe" Harry screamed. "Y/N" He shrieked running through the house.  He was still sleeping when you got out of bed, you didn’t want to wake him so made breakfast. "Yes?" You yelled back. He ran into the kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of socks and underpants. "Its Christmas!!!" He shouted throwing his hands in the air. His curly brown hair, looks a mess. "Lets open gifts." You followed him into the living room. He already had a box in his lap. You wiped your hands on the side of you legs and sat cross legged next to him. You were just about to tear into the first gift when the bell rang. You both exchanged looks, and you realized that  he wasn’t going to answer it. "I guess I’ll get it," You groaned rolling over. He  gave you a light smack on the bum. You pulled open the door and Liam, Niall, Louis, and Zayn barged in. "Come on I guys," You laughed. They were already sitting around the tree ripping the wrapping off of their presents.

Liam: “What is it?” You asked curiously shaking the small wrapped box. The two of you decided to have Christmas at his flat, you were there a lot so he figured ‘why not?’ Liam had gone over board when it came to buying gifts for you. It made you feel bad that you only got him two, and one was something you made him. On one side of you were a few wrapped boxes and the other the presents you already opened. He had gotten you something in all the countries he went to, everything from, two plane tickets to France , to sour Japanese candy. You slide your finger under the paper that Liam had skillfully wrapped the now in. He watched you, his dark eyes never leaving your face. You slid the lid off the small white box exposing a metal chain. As you pulled the chain out, Liam’s gaze intensified. At the end of the chain a shiny metal key. “Liam?” You questioned. “Move in with me?” He asked. “Your here all the time, I miss you when your not here. I just thought that maybe you….” He rambled. “YES!!! Of course.” You shrieked and threw yourself into his lap.

Niall: “Can I open them now?” Niall asked, his eyes boring into the pile of presents under the tree. “It’s not Christmas yet Ni” you retorted from the love seat across the room. “I know princess but I really want to open them” he whined crawling up next to you, laying his head on your stomach. Niall is like a child when it comes to his presents. He shakes the boxes, tries to peek under the wrapping and begs to open them early. “Christmas eve is tomorrow morning can you wait until then?” You request. You fingers twisting in his blonde hair. “Mmmhmm” he hummed.

You were sleeping peacefully when Niall’s loud voice awakened you. “Y/N, WAKE UP.” he was hovering over you blue eyes wide open. “What’s wrong? What happened?” You panicked, pushing him back and sitting up right. “Nothing’s wrong. ITS CHRISTMAS!” That’s when you noticed the red and white hat sitting on his head. “Niall Horan. It’s 2:30 AM. You scared the life out of me.” He smiled and scampered out of the room. “Come on Princess!” He’s hoisted from the hallway. You heart is still beating out of chest. Wrapping the blanket around your shoulders, you stumbled out of bed and down the stairs to the living room. Niall wearing nothing but a pair of socks, sweats, and a Santa hat, sat happily I front of the glowing tree. You plopped down next to him, “well, go ahead”. He ripped open present after present, a brilliant smile never leaving his face.

Louis:

you and Louis are sitting on the floor, a few days before Christmas, wrapping presents. “I hope my sisters like their presents” he said while securing a piece of wrapping paper with tape. “I’m sure they will love them.” You reply setting another wrapped box into the corner. He sat there watching you for about twenty minutes with an entertained smile on his face before you got curious. “What is it Lou?” He laughed as you looked around the room for the source of his entertainment. “I got you a special gift, and it can’t wait.” He informed, getting to his knees. “Louis, it can wait a couple of days,” when he didn’t answer, you followed him to the bedroom you share. On the floor a rather large box with a giant bow on top. How did he get it in here without you knowing? Your curiosity got the best of you. Louis watched as you walked over to the box kneeled beside it, and lifted off the lid. At the bottom, a curled up little black and white puppy. Your hands flew to your face. Your gaze switching from Louis to the little dog. “Louis, it’s so cute” you gushed. “He’s an Alaskan malamute. I thought that when I’m gone you might want someone to watch over you.” You ran to him hugging your arms around his neck. “I love him, thank you Louis… What should we name him?” “I like Gabriel” he hummed into you neck, and wrapping his arms around you waist. Pulling you on top of him.

Zayn: On Christmas eve you are with your boyfriend Zayn. Both of you cuddled up on the couch. The night was almost over, everyone came and went, you had opened all the presents, eaten, cleaned, and were now exhausted. Zayn had his head resting on your thighs and your fingers ran through his raven black hair. “I have another gift for you,” His voice was barley a whisper. “I wanted to give it to you when we were, like, by ourselves.”  He got up quickly and opened the hall closet. Pulling out a rectangle decorated in blue and silver  paper. He crossed the room back to you, handing you the gift. When you started to unwrap it, his fingers began to pull on his bottom lip, the way he does when he gets shy. You pull off the wrapping exposing a very worn sketchbook. “Isn’t this your sketchbook?” You asked, his eyes flicked toward the dingy book in your hands. “Yeah, when I was an the road I like, drew pictures and little comics, of you, and other things that reminded me of you.” You flipped through the pages, landing on a picture of you sleeping, color splashed all around the paper. On the last page a note his boyish handwriting scrawled across the page. 'Y/N, I love you so much. The way you laugh, your smile, the way you smell, everything. Words can never express it. So I tried to show it in my art. Your my inspiration. I love you -Zayn