Sup Guys, 

It's been a while and I have to apologize for that. I've been a little busy. As I've said before I'm a Uni Student and I've been really busy studying and finishing all the course work and assignments I had due and then I had exams and in all honesty, writing was the last thing on my mind. I just needed a little break but hopefully updates will be a little more frequent from now on. I'm aiming for at least an update per week. So yeah, again I apologise to all my readers for the delay but I really needed a break from everything and I hope you understand where I'm coming from.

PS. Because of the large demand of personal imagines I'm not going to be doing them, but when my schedule becomes a little less hectic I'll open requests and start writing them again but not for now. I apologise again but I have to think of school first. 

So thanks again for the support and I'll talk to you guys soon,

Megz :) xxx

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Niall:

“Hey buddy, you feeling any better?” you asked your son as you saw him sitting next to the nurse’s office. Hunter’s school had called your office that morning to pick up your son from school as he was ill. “Not really. my tummy hurts mummy.” he answered, rubbing his belly. “My poor baby, let’s get you home then” you say, kissing his forehead, as you grab his bag and tiny hand, leading him to the car to go home. As soon as you got home you changed Hunter into his pyjamas and into your large bed, switching on the TV as you get a hot water bottle for him and some medicine. “Hey babe” Niall says as he walks into the house, kissing your lips. “I got your message. How’s my little man?” he asks. “A little better. I put him in our bed, hopefully he’ll feel much better after a nap. I was just going to go give him his medicine and take a shower” you explain. “I can give him his meds, go shower babe” he says, taking them from you, kissing your forehead.

“Hi buddy, feelin’ better?” Niall say as he walks into his bedroom where his son was laying watching Spider-man. “Hi daddy” he says smiling wide as Niall sits next to him, kissing his forehead. “My tummy hurts daddy. Can you make it stop?” he asks, looking at Niall with big blue eyes. “Of course I can. Daddy can do anything. Here take this and I promise it will make you feel better bud” Niall says, giving him the chewy medicine. “No daddy, that’s yucky” he says, making a scrunching his face and hid it in my stomach. “C’mon little man, if you don't feel better you won’t be able to play tomorrow” Niall says. His eyes go wide, scared at the thought that he might miss his first football (soccer) game on Saturday. “Are you coming to watch daddy?” Hunter asks. “Of course I am. I wouldn't miss it for the world. I’m going to scream louder than anyone else” Niall confirms, handing his son the medicine. “Alright” Hunter says, chewing the medicine, scrunching his face at the horrid taste of it. “Now how about me and you take a really long nap?” Niall asks my adorable son, as he nods in acceptance, getting under the covers with his son as they get settled in bed for their nap. 

Louis: 

Your daughter Delilah had woken up with a cold. She was more than happy to stay home with her dad as you went out with your sister as you promised to go shopping for her new baby. “Ugh, my nose is so stuffy daddy, I can’t breath good” she whines, sitting on the counter top as her dad made her some breakfast. “I know baby” He frowns, hate seeing his little girl so sick. “Have some toast love” he says, handing her a piece of bread and her sippy cup filled with juice. “Has Ryan left already daddy?” She asks, chewing her food. “Yep, and mummy left too. It’s just me and you” he smiles, kissing her forehead. “I’m ready daddy” she says, putting the plate down. “Ok, then its time for some medicine” Louis says, taking the syrup you had left out for him to give your daughter. “No” she whines to her father, shaking her head. “C’mon Lilah, I promise it will make you feel better” He says. An hour later and he's still encouraging his daughter to take it.

Delilah watches her father in amusement, trying to hold her smile. “C’mon Lilah, we’ve been at this for the past hour. Just take it sweetie” He says to her. “Nope” she simply says. It will only taste bad for a few seconds” he replies. He takes her down from the counters, giving her the opportunity to run away, as he chases after her. After a few minutes, he snatches her up, as she laughs hard, catching her breath. “What’s going to make you take the medicine love?” He asks his litte girl, holding her in his arms, watching her tiny features as she thinks hard. “Can I have ice-cream?” She asks. “No, it’s not good for your cold and your mum will kill me” he replies. “Will you play dress up with me?” She asks, as her eyes sparkle in excitement. “Alright, we’ll play dress up” he coaxed as she finally takes her medicine. “Now let’s go play” she shouts. After a couple of hours, the medicine kicks in as her eyes droop. “How about a nap baby?” He asks her, carrying her to his large bed. “I love you daddy” she mumbles sleepily. “I love you too Lilah” he says back.

Zayn:

You got called into work early that morning so Zayn had to wake up your little girl Riley get her ready for play school and then drop her off and meet the boys in the studio. “C’mon baby, you gotta wake up. “I don't feel so good daddy” she whines, still half asleep. “What’s wrong baby girl?” he asks, pressing his lips to her warm forehead. “My throat hurts bad” she croaks, coughing a bit. “Let’s call mummy, she’ll know what to do. “Hey Z, what’s up?” You say into the phone, making yourself a cup of coffee from your office. “Hey baby. Riley here isn't feeling so good. She says hair throat hurts” he explains, as Riley lays on him, playing with her hair. “She’s been complaining since yesterday and she coughed all night” you say worriedly through the phone. “She did?” Zayn asks unknowingly, as he sleeps heavily. “Let her stay home and give her some cough syrup to help her with the coughing. Make her something warm maybe some warm milk or something” you say.

“I’ll be there soon so you can go to work” you say. “It’s alright babe, the boys can manage a session without me. I’ll stay” he says. After a while of convincing you, he hangs up the phone. “Alright Riles, here’s the cough medicine” he says, handing to the 4-year-old. “No, I don't want to take it. It’s yucky and I don’t like it” she pouts. “C’mon baby, You can’t feel better if you don't take it. I’ll tell you what, if you take it really really quick, I’ll warm up some strawberry milk for you and we can watch Barney all day, just me and you. What do you think?” He asks, kneeling down beside the bed, cough syrup still in hand. “Will it really make me feel better?” She asks, raising an eyebrow at her father. “I promise you’ll feel a hundred times better” he says nodding. “And do you promise that we can watch Barney all day?” She asks again. “Promise” He says, raising his pinky to her little one. “And strawberry milk?” She asks one last time. “A whole sippy of it” he smiles as she drinks the syrup quickly. “That’s my girl” he says, kissing his baby and completing her requests.

Liam:

Your son Jeremy had come back from school with the flu. As you were making dinner, you heard some giggling from the living room. Liam had told you that he will take her of Jeremy and get him to take his medicine as you finish dinner. “Take it, C’mon J-Man, take it for me please?!” Liam pleads, as Jeremy struggles to keep a straight face. “Stop it daddy, I don't want it” Jeremy shouts, trying to get away from Liam as he tickles him. You grab your youngest son Kieran as you walk into the living room. “What’s going on here?” you smile at your two boys, as you hold your giggling two year old. “Hi mummy” Jeremy smiles, out of breath. “Hi Babe. J-man here refuses to take his medicine and he knows he won’t get better without it” Liam explains. You wink at your husband as you walk closer to them, sending Liam a signal. “Jay, you have to take it love” you say slowly, as Kieran claps his hands.

You and Liam double team and start tickling Jeremy, as Kieran joins in, trying to tickle his older brother. “Ok Ok, I’ll take it” he gives in, through fits of giggles. You and Liam both grin at Jeremy, who frowns angrily at the both of you as he crosses his little arms across his chest. “I can’t believe my brother helped tickle me. You are suppose to be on my side Kieran” he grumbles. His brother doesn't understand him so he just laughs louder, smiling brightly. “C’mon J-Man. I promise I’ll by you an action figure if you take it for the next couple of days without whining, until you get better” Liam encourages. His eyes light up immediately. “Really? Ok” He yells as he takes the medicine Liam hands him, gagging a little at the taste. “Don’t exaggerate Jay” you laugh at your son. “We make a great team babe” Liam smiles, kissing your lips feverishly. “Ewww” Jeremy says, covering his eyes. You roll your eyes as Liam takes Kieran. “And we couldn't have done it without you bud” he smiles, smothering your little one with kisses as he hugs both him and Jeremy. 

Harry: 

You and Harry wake up in the middle of night to a sniffling Amelia at the foot of your bed. “What’s wrong baby?” you ask her, as she climbs on the bed and onto your lap as she cuddles up to you. “Emmy no feel good” she cries. You hand her to Harry who looks worriedly at his little girl. “Hold her for a second Haz. She’s burning up. I’m gonna go get a cold wash cloth and some medicine” You say, getting out of bed. “What hurts Emmy?” He asks her, rubbing her back lightly as she sits on his lap, laying her head on his chest. “Head hurts” she whines, sniffing again. You come back with some water, a damp wash cloth and some syrup for her sickness. “Emmy, come here for a second” you urge. Amelia hated being sick so she climbs out of her father’s lap hesitantly, although she still holds his hand tightly. “Ok Emmy, you need to take some medicine and you’ll feel so much better” you smile, holding up the little measuring cup to her lips.

She closes her mouth tightly, refusing to take it. “Amelia baby, I promise you won’t feel sick anymore” Harry continues to urge her. “No Mamma, Emmy no sick. Emmy better” She smiles, rushing away from you to the other side of the bed. “Ok then if you aren't sick, Emmy can go sleep in her own bed” you say. “No. Emmy sleep here. Emmy sleep with mamma and dada” she smiles, sheepishly. “You can only sleep with me and daddy if you take your medicine” you say finally. “I promise we can cuddle as much as you want if you take the medicine” Harry smiles, kissing her forehead. She nods, opening her mouth as you slide the liquid into her mouth. She scrunches her face in disgust, as you hand her some water to wash it down. She takes it gladly, drinking to get the taste out of her mouth. As you soon as you put everything on the bedside table you all get into bed. “Emmy loves cuddles” she mumbles sleepily, cuddling up to her father. “I love you mamma, love you dada” she says in slumber. “We love you too baby” you smile, as you both kiss her goodnight.

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