7. #7: THANKSGIVING DINNER
#7: THANKSGIVING DINNER.
Louis: Before flickering a quick glance in your direction, he leans down to his daughter's ear and whispers softly, "You can drop your peas down onto the floor if you don't want them. The dog will get it. Don't tell your momma." He gives her a quick wink, soon settling back into his chair, letting the peas fall.
Niall: "Psst," he hisses under his breath, cracking one eye open at his son who is already picking at the food on his plate, "Close your eyes. We're saying grace." He double-checks to make sure you can't hear him over the uproar of "amen"'s, and soon is following his son in suit and stuffing extra food into his mouth.
Liam: Sitting next to you, he squeezes your knee under the table and slides just a bit closer to you in his chair, making sure his thigh is pressed against yours. "What are you thankful for?" he murmured into your ear, letting his lips graze over your earlobe before his parents could catch him in the provocative act.
Zayn: "Mum, this is Y/N," he introduces you softly, squeezing your hand gently before settling his hands on your shoulders and pushes you forward just slightly, "She'll be spending Thanksgiving dinner with us." You can feel the heat rising to your face, but he kisses the back of your head and smiles. "You're fine, babe."
Harry: With both of your families sharing stories and laughing with cups of tea and coffee in their hands, you two decide to sit back in the coziest corner, near the fireplace. "Hey," he mumbles quietly, kissing the side of your head as he winds his heavy arm over your shoulders, "I'm really glad you're here."