One Direction Preferences

BSM: They come and eat lunch with you/pick you up at school

BSM: They come and eat lunch with you/pick you up at school. (Ages 5-9)

Harry (Age 5)-
"Lunch time!"
Sidestepping your slow friends, you grabbed your lunch box, and ran as fast as your little legs could carry you. Stopping at the door, you waited impatiently for the rest of your classmates to line up, clutching your lunch box tighter as your stomach let out a loud growl.
Eventually the slow turds made it in line, and you all walked out. Making it to the lunch room, your feet came to a stop when you saw a familiar figure standing off to the side.
Ignoring your teachers' yells, you let out a loud scream and barreled towards the figure, a loud chuckle coming from it as you smashed into its arms.
"Harry!" You screamed, dropping your lunch box and clinging to him like a monkey.
"Hey kitty!" He yelled back, smiling when you giggled at the nickname.
"What you doing here?" You asked, pulling back a little to see his face.
"I came to eat lunch with you. Why else would I be here?"
Screaming again, you hugged him once more, and after getting confirmation from your starstruck teacher, you ate lunch with Harry.

Louis (Age 7)-
All you wanted to do was go home. It's not every day your brother comes home from tour, but it is just about everyday that you have to go to school and suffer from over-excitement to get home.
"Y/N. You need to do your work." Your teacher said, eyeing your blank paper.
Sighing, you grabbed your pencil and started writing, jumping when the telephone rang.
Along with your classmates, you turned and watched as your teacher answered the phone, her eyes landing on you and rolling so far into her head you thought they would get stuck.
"Yes...ok...bye."
Hanging up the phone, she walked over to your desk and looked down at you.
"You're checking out."
Holding back a scream, you quickly packed up your book bag and made it out of the classroom before she could make it back to her desk.
Once you made it to the office, you looked around wildly and let out a squeal when you saw Louis sitting on one of the benches, typing rapidly on his phone.
Running over to him, you jumped on his lap and giggled.
"Louis!"
Looking up, he faked surprise and looked around him.
"Who are you?! I came here for Y/N!"
"I am Y/N!"
Gasping loudly, he quickly inspected your face and grinned.
"It is you!" Picking you up, he grabbed your bag and smiled down at you.
"Let's leave this horrid place and go have some fun!"

Niall (Age 6)-
Following closely behind your mom, you shook with anticipation as she packed your lunch box.
"There will be a surprise for me at lunch?!" You yelled, asking for the 10th time just to be sure.
"Yes! Now come on before you're late!"
Once you arrived at school, you couldn't contain your excitement. Time seemed to go so slow as you listened to your friends talk about their lunch buddies, and your teacher teach about the weather.
Just as you were about to give up and sob on the floor, your teacher stood up.
"Lunch time!"
Grabbing your things, you followed closely behind your friends, looking around wildly once you made it inside the lunch room.
Walking off to the side, you looked all around you once more and sighed, sad that your mom had lied.
"How can you be sad about lunch?"
Dropping your lunch box in shock, you spun around and squealed when you saw Niall.
"Ni!"
Jumping at him, you giggled when he caught you and spun you around.
Still holding you, he picked up your lunch box, and you ate lunch together, a wide smile on your face as he told you about his months on tour.

Liam (Age 8)-
With a tired sigh, you grabbed your book bag and made your way outside, so glad it was Friday, and that your brother would be home soon.
Waiting in the car line, you played around with your friends, getting worried when they left and no one had picked you up yet.
Turning to make your way to the office to call your mom, you froze when you heard the sound of a revving engine.
Turning around, you let out a loud scream when you saw who was behind the wheel.
Opening the door, he smirked at you and nodded his head.
"Hurry up slow poke! We have a fun night planned!"
Gripping your bag tighter, you hopped in his car and squealed with glee as he sped off towards the mall.

Zayn (Age 9)-
Speed walking with your friends, you all ignored your teacher telling you to slow down and burst into the lunch room, ready to inhale as much food as possible. Just as you were about to get in line, you looked over to your right and froze, a wide smile on your face.
Breaking out into a run, you screamed out, "Zayn!" and crashed into his thin arms, both of you giggling.
"What are you doing here?!"
Mocking hurt, he clutched his chest and frowned.
"You don't want to leave this gross place and go eat lunch with me?! Alright."
Shaking your head rapidly, you grabbed his arms and bounced up and down.
"No I wanna leave! Can we get pizza? I want pizza! And ice cream!"
While you rambled on about food, Zayn hid a smile and checked you out, glad to be able to spend time with you.