Harry: "He's gonna be so mad." bạn chuckle, as bạn and Louis straightened your boyfriend's hair. "When he finds out. I'm blaming you." bạn continue, as bạn 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 bạn do... do... This!" bạn point to his head as bạn slowly back away from the đi văng where Harry was napping. "Exactly, bạn are his girlfriend. He loooves you. He's not gonna be so upset when he finds out it was you." Louis explains as bạn leave the room, and quietly close the door, sitting on the hallway floor to wait for his reaction. It takes twenty một phút for Harry to wake up, and bạn 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!" bạn 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." bạn say quietly, staring at Liam's smiling face. "[Y/N], he locked us in a haunted house!" Zayn whispers back. bạn shudder, remembering your nightmares. "Oh, it's on." bạn agree, and both of bạn run towards your bedroom, where bạn lay and pretend to be asleep. "If he breaks up with me, you're dead" bạn spend a couple of moments in silence, and bạn were almost asleep when bạn heard Louis' voice. "Ah, mate. [Y/N]? Haven't seen her. Saw Zayn walk into your room, though." The Doncaster lad replies, loudly, and bạn shake Zayn. "He's here." bạn whisper, and the door slams open. "Babe? Are bạn here... Zayn? [Y/N]?" Liam gasps, and bạn control your laughter. "Oh, my God. What is happening...” He mumbles. "Are they?" He gasps, and bạn can't control it anymore. bạn open your eyes and burst into laughter. "What?..." His mouth falls open. "Payback's a bitch, babe!" bạn shout. "Louis, we got him!" bạn scream towards the open door, where Louis head shows up. "That was priceless!" "You pranked me?" Liam asks still in shock, and bạn hug him. "S'alright, love. We're even now." bạn Kiss him. "Ay, why didn't bạn wake me up?"

Louis: "This is going to be the most massive prank of all time." Niall whispers, as the two of bạn hold the bag of floor. Louis' is loudly hát in the bus shower, so he can't see you, and the boys are hidden in the room, that's across the bathroom. bạn tip toe to the shower, turning both bags of flour into his body and he screams, as bạn 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 bạn 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 bạn shake your head, hugging Niall for balance. "Oh, it was both of you." He points between bạn two. "I'm getting bạn back for this. I'm gonna get bạn back good." He growled, laughing a bit at himself, before going back to the shower. "This thing better come out, hoặc I'll tell our managers all about it!" He threatened, as bạn all kept laughing. "Did bạn get that on camera?"

Niall: "This is such a classic prank." Harry smiles as Niall goes to his room to switch clothes, since bạn insisted he didn't look appropriate enough for a friendly get together. Which was basically a load of bull, bạn just wanted to get him back for the ngày he put a lock on the fridge, and left with the key. "That's the thing, he's never gonna suspect for this." bạn explain, rolling your eyes. "Niall loves salt in his chips." Louis agrees. "[Y/N], I gotta admit, bạn are kind of en evil genius." He continues, and bạn 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 bạn eagerly correspond. "I'm back, everyone!" Niall enters the dining room, sitting down tiếp theo to you. "This looks good, I'm starving." He rubs his hands together, grabbing a bunch of everything. bạn 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 thực phẩm 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 bàn accusingly, as bạn all burst into laughter. "Gotcha, babe! Now we're even." bạn Kiss his sugary lips, and laugh at his gutted expression.

Zayn: "He's gonna flip." bạn warn, as Liam raises his eyebrows. "Liam, he is going to flip." bạn 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." bạn mumble, before looking up at Liam. "Let's do this." bạn nod, as bạn 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. bạn had to admit bạn even thrown some (like seven) pairs at the pool, and Liam hid one in the front yard tree. "He is definitely going to flip." bạn repeat, as bạn throw a pair in the toilet. "Zayn's got so many shoes, my God!" Liam complains, and bạn agree. bạn are having so much fun hiding Zayn's shoes all over the house bạn don't even realize he's home. "Babe?" He shouts, and bạn 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. hoặc maybe in the backyard. hoặc whatever." Liam smiles, shrugging. "[Y/N] and I are going to enjoy our payback on the living room, so, bye." He pulls bạn out of the room while your boyfriend is still in shock. "[Y/N], Liam! Why are my shoes in a freaking tree?"