one direction imagines

You go night sledding on Christmas Eve.

Harry: There were children all around, squealing as the rode down the hills of the ice covered streets, their only light being shown through the street lamps, running up and down the street where you and Harry were about to sled. Harry slipped just as you reached the top of the hill, his long legs flying out in front of him as he landed on his bottom. You couldn’t help but laugh, giving him and hand before sitting in front of him on your sled. You laughed in delight as you rode down, smooth sailing until you came upon a rock, making your sled turn a little, Harry flying off the back, sliding the rest of the way down. “You alright? You’re gonna bruise in the morning.” You stood, helping him back up, Harry like a giddy child, giggling. “Let’s go again!”

Louis: You along with your family and Lou’s, all of his sisters and cousins covered the hills of his neighborhood. Louis rose his brow mockingly, leaning forward slightly on his sled. “Last one down loses! One, two, three!” He counted off, pushing himself forward on the icy snow, you right ahead of him. He flipped off his sled halfway down, your laugh able to be heard as you raised your hands in victory, doing a little dance. “And what’s my prize?” You poked your tongue out at him just as he tackled you into the snow, muttering just before pressing his lips to yours. “Me.”

Niall: “We don’t even have a sled.” You chuckled as Niall ran through the snow, slowing turning into ice, pulling you along behind him. You looked to the top of the hill, noting how steep it was. “I’ve been sledding on this hill every Christmas Eve night since I was six. Don’t worry, we don’t need a sled.” He dropped your hand, lifting the lids off of two trash bins that set outside. You walked to the top of the hill, your hands gripping the edge of the lid, a little intimidated by the size of the hill until you looked over, Niall’s smile seeming to spread from ear to ear, both of you skidding down, cold winter air and exhilaration passing through you.

Liam: “I hate being cooped up in the house.” You complained, peering out the window at the ice and snow covered streets, wishing you could go out for a night on the town but there was no way for safe driving along them. “Well then get dressed. I have an idea.” Liam smiled as he walked down the hallway, both of you dressing for the cold. “We can’t go anywhere Li. The roads are completely frozen.” You nearly slipped on your front porch as you came out, Liam grabbing your arm to steady you. Your brow furrowed at the clothes basket Liam carried to the top of a hill in the road. He checked both ways though he knew no one would be coming, nodding down to the basket and pushing you down the hill in a slippery night of fun for the both of you.

Zayn: Zayn wasn’t necessarily up for it at first, but once he was out in the snow, seeing the way your face lit up after you’d just reached the bottom of the hill in your backyard, he wouldn’t have wanted to spend his Christmas Eve any other way. You were both like kids again and he loved seeing you like this, red cheeked, your smile wide and your laugh loud as you rolled over into the snow from your sled, Zayn running down the hill to meet you at the bottom, helping you up and climbing back up the hill for another round of fun.