Sorry if this is all about Christmas even if it is not christmas. xxx
Zayn: “I hope you like it,” you nervously said, “I wasn’t sure what to get you. I wanted to get you something I knew you would like and actually use or need. So I hope this is good. It’s probably not the type of paint you like at all, but I hope you like it.” As you has been rambling, Zayn had opened his gift of paints, and was now looking at what you’d given him so happily. He knew you had put a lot of thought into getting him something perfect. “Thanks [Y/N].” “I was so stressed to get you something good. I didn’t want to just buy the first thing I saw.” Zayn looked away from his gift, “[Y/N], I love it. Thank you. Now it’s your turn to open what I got you.”
Liam: There was a lack of excitement, as Liam opened the clothes he had personally picked out for himself. “I love everything, thanks [Y/N],” he said, before leaning over to kiss you. When he pulled away from you, you rolled your eyes playfully, “This is so not exciting. Next year we should actually buy for each other, and surprise one another.” Liam knew what you meant, and nodded his head, “We’ll do that next Christmas. At least we both got exactly what we wanted this year though.” “We bought for ourselves, it better be what we wanted,” you replied, before shrugging, “Next year you’ll never know what you’re getting. I’m going to completely surprise you, and it’ll be more fun.”
Louis: Louis was laughing so much, as he unwrapped his gift. “I can’t believe you wrapped this.” You giggled as well, as you looked at what he was opening. It was very clearly a camera, and it was not in a box. Wrapping could do nothing to hide what it was. “Oh wow, I’m shocked. It’s a camera.” “And an amazing wrapping job,” you commented sarcastically, while still laughing slightly, “which you’ve now ruined.” Louis glanced at you, a huge smile covering his face, “That does happen when you open gifts.” “True,” you nodded. Looking back down at his gift, Louis was still smiling, “But seriously, thank you [Y/N]. I love this.”
Niall: “I looked under the tree, and I noticed nothing down there says from [Y/N] to Niall,” Niall commented, as the two of you sat to open gifts, “Did you forget to get something?” “Of course not!” You answered, as you stood right back up, “I just couldn’t put it under the tree. It’s not wrapped. Just wait here, I’ll be right back.” “Okay,” Niall replied, as you walked away. He tried to guess what it could be, the entire time you were gone. His guesses went from clothes to food. He thought of almost everything. But as soon as you stepped back into the room, all that guessing ended, and he was completely wrong. “You got me a guitar? Wow! Thank you [Y/N].” “I hope it’s a good one. I asked a lot about which one to get you. I’m shocked no one let it slip.” He stood up to grab his gift excitedly, “No, no one. This is great. Thank you.”
Harry: You were sitting by the fireplace, drinking hot chocolate, and opening gifts with Harry, and it all felt pretty perfect. As you were taking a sip of your drink, Harry opened his present; a bunch of old records, that you hoped he would love. But when he opened it, he was frowning, and your heart fell. “What’s wrong? I thought you would love it.” Harry looked up at you, still with an upset look on his face, “I’m so sorry [Y/N], They all broke.” “Oh no!” You said, as Harry showed you the broken pieces, “They weren’t broken when I wrapped them!” “I know, it’s okay, ” Harry said, feeling horrible, “It’s an amazing gift. Really, I love them.” You tried to smile, “I’m glad. I just wish you could actually use them. I’ll get you more. Okay?” “You don’t have to.” “Yes, I do. I’ll feel awful if I don’t.”
