No Control >> Louis Tomlinson

Dare.

*Louis' P.O.V*

"No, no, no! I'm not doing that!" Shiki yelled as we tried to convince her to get on the aerial stage. It was hilarious; she kept running away from us and shaking her head and screaming.

"Oh, come on! It'll be fun! Plus, we'll be there too!" Niall laughed.

Shiki simply shook her head. She picked up the files she was always carrying and went away."I've had enough, you idiots."

We all laughed, and started back to the main stage. Rehearsals were under way, going through who was meant to be where at different times. It was quite boring. The indoor stadium was completely dark, except for the lighting in the main stage. A lot of people weren't present too, just our choreographer Paul, Shiki, and a few body guards. We were basically just fooling around, because, hey, we had been through it like million times. So, we had resorted to irritating the crew members, and in the case of some people, stuffing our faces with food.

"Are you guys done yet?" Paul asked, exasperated.

"No." Zayn laughed.

Paul shook his head and asked us to sit down, because we were tiring ourselves out. We all sat down, and then, Harry suggested we play truth and dare.

"Hey, great idea!" Liam said.

" I wanna play too!" Shiki whined.

"Sure!"

We all sat down in a circle, and Shiki managed to find a bottle for us to spin. The game started with harry spinning it first, and it came around to stop at Zayn.

Zayn laughed evilly, and rubbed his hands together. He looked at Harry, who shook his head, looking quite amused. "Truth or dare?"

"Um, Dare."

"What I should give you, Harry?" Zayn pondered. Harry pretended to be bored and heaved a sigh.

Zayn clicked his fears and yelled,"I've got it!" He nodded. "Harry, dial a random number on your phone and act as if you're a girl hopelessly in love with whoever picks up. "

Harry stared at Zayn in disbelief, as all of us cracked up. "Seriously?" He pulled out his phone and typed in a random number. As the call was put through, he clicked a button to put it on speaker.

"Hello?" An aged voice came up, and I covered my mouth to stop myself from laughing out loud. It was a really old man, approximately eighty from what his voice sounded like.

"Hello, sexy. This is your lucky day." Harry put on a weird girl voice, closing his eyes in mortification.

"I think-I think you've got the wrong number, lady." The man said, obviously embarrassed.

Zayn whispered something in harry's ears, and he nodded.

"It's so not, baby. Do you even know how much in love I am with your pretty, pretty face?" Harry said, and Niall began rolling on the floor in silent laughter.

"Jeepers, love, I'm married. But, thank you for th- the compliments." Again, Zayn whispered something is harry's ears, and harry's eyes widened. He began shaking his head saying no-no-no, but then Zayn mouthed 'you have to' and Harry sighed.

"I'll...I'll give you a lot...A lot to be thankful for."

This time, all of us couldn't contain it, and we began laughing loudly. Harry immediately disconnected the call, and hid his face in his hands.

Niall hugged him from the side."Come on, lad, it wasn't that bad. " He comforted Harry.

"Bad? That was horrendous. But awesome!" I said, and Zayn and I high-fived.