Harry: "He's gonna be so mad." te chuckle, as te and Louis straightened your boyfriend's hair. "When he finds out. I'm blaming you." te continue, as te finish your masterpiece. Harry's usually curly, beautiful locks now straight and flat. "What?" Louis exclaims quietly, raising an eyebrow at you. "I'm his girlfriend, I'm not supposed to be helping te do... do... This!" te point to his head as te slowly back away from the divano where Harry was napping. "Exactly, te are his girlfriend. He loooves you. He's not gonna be so upset when he finds out it was you." Louis explains as te leave the room, and quietly close the door, sitting on the hallway floor to wait for his reaction. It takes twenty minuto for Harry to wake up, and te are pretty sure everyone in the venue could his his yells. "Who did this to my hair?" He opens the door, pointing to the not so perfectly straightened hair. "Louis did it!" te shout, pointing at Louis, as the Doncaster boy exclaims at the same time, pointing at you. "[Y/N] did it!"
Liam: "I refuse to do that. He will never forgive me." te say quietly, staring at Liam's smiling face. "[Y/N], he locked us in a haunted house!" Zayn whispers back. te shudder, remembering your nightmares. "Oh, it's on." te agree, and both of te run towards your bedroom, where te lay and pretend to be asleep. "If he breaks up with me, you're dead" te spend a couple of moments in silence, and te were almost asleep when te heard Louis' voice. "Ah, mate. [Y/N]? Haven't seen her. Saw Zayn walk into your room, though." The Doncaster lad replies, loudly, and te shake Zayn. "He's here." te whisper, and the door slams open. "Babe? Are te here... Zayn? [Y/N]?" Liam gasps, and te control your laughter. "Oh, my God. What is happening...” He mumbles. "Are they?" He gasps, and te can't control it anymore. te open your eyes and burst into laughter. "What?..." His mouth falls open. "Payback's a bitch, babe!" te shout. "Louis, we got him!" te scream towards the open door, where Louis head shows up. "That was priceless!" "You pranked me?" Liam asks still in shock, and te hug him. "S'alright, love. We're even now." te baciare him. "Ay, why didn't te wake me up?"
Louis: "This is going to be the most massive prank of all time." Niall whispers, as the two of te hold the bag of floor. Louis' is loudly Canto in the bus shower, so he can't see you, and the boys are hidden in the room, that's across the bathroom. te tip toe to the shower, turning both bags of flour into his body and he screams, as te laugh loudly. The boys run over, as Louis opens the bathroom door, revealing his currently naked and white figure. "You little shits!" He exclaims, as te laugh hysterically. "You little piece of shit." He stares at all five of you, before his eyes land on you. "It was you, wasn't it?" He points, and te shake your head, hugging Niall for balance. "Oh, it was both of you." He points between te two. "I'm getting te back for this. I'm gonna get te back good." He growled, laughing a bit at himself, before going back to the shower. "This thing better come out, o I'll tell our managers all about it!" He threatened, as te all kept laughing. "Did te get that on camera?"
Niall: "This is such a classic prank." Harry smiles as Niall goes to his room to switch clothes, since te insisted he didn't look appropriate enough for a friendly get together. Which was basically a load of bull, te just wanted to get him back for the giorno he put a lock on the fridge, and left with the key. "That's the thing, he's never gonna suspect for this." te explain, rolling your eyes. "Niall loves salt in his chips." Louis agrees. "[Y/N], I gotta admit, te are kind of en evil genius." He continues, and te fake bow, switching the salt pot for the sugar one, before sitting back. "He's right, you're great." Zayn laughs, extending his hand for a high-five, which te eagerly correspond. "I'm back, everyone!" Niall enters the dining room, sitting down successivo to you. "This looks good, I'm starving." He rubs his hands together, grabbing a bunch of everything. te and Liam switch an secret glance, as Niall looks over the salt. "Baby, pass me the salt, please?" He asks, and Louis hands it to you, who give it for Niall. As the salt addict he is, he turns the pot around, filling the chips and the rest of the Cibo with sugar. He eagerly chomps the food, his smile turning into a frown as he picks a napkin. "Oh, my God. Who did this?" He looks around the tavolo accusingly, as te all burst into laughter. "Gotcha, babe! Now we're even." te baciare his sugary lips, and laugh at his gutted expression.
Zayn: "He's gonna flip." te warn, as Liam raises his eyebrows. "Liam, he is going to flip." te repeat, but the recently shaved teen just laughs. "He loves us, [Y/N]. He won't be mad." He hugs your side, and it's your turn to raise your eyebrows. "For too long." He finishes. "But well, this is payback for that time when he put glue into my toothpaste." He solemnly announces, before smiling again. "And the time he put hair dye in my shampoo." te mumble, before looking up at Liam. "Let's do this." te nod, as te run to his wardrobe, gathering all of his Nike shoes and every other pair of shoes he owned and walked around the house hiding it. te had to admit te even thrown some (like seven) pairs at the pool, and Liam hid one in the front yard tree. "He is definitely going to flip." te repeat, as te throw a pair in the toilet. "Zayn's got so many shoes, my God!" Liam complains, and te agree. te are having so much fun hiding Zayn's shoes all over the house te don't even realize he's home. "Babe?" He shouts, and te and Liam stare at each other, throwing the shoes around. "What are you... What happened to my shoes?" He stares at the pairs on the floor. "They're still in here. Somewhere. In this house. o maybe in the backyard. o whatever." Liam smiles, shrugging. "[Y/N] and I are going to enjoy our payback on the living room, so, bye." He pulls te out of the room while your boyfriend is still in shock. "[Y/N], Liam! Why are my shoes in a freaking tree?"