Mummy Direction (One Direction 6th Member)

The Perfect Prank

What's 1D without a bit of mischief, right?

And what's a story without a bit of over-the-top drama, right?

Enjoy this chapter!!

Happy reading, everyone! 💗✨

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The evening has set, after a long day of rehearsals and recording in the studio, they are finally back at the comfort of their flat. The usual hum of their evening chatter, clinking mugs, and laughter filled the air, but today, there was something different—a sense of mischief.

Y/N has bid goodnight to her bandmates as she went to hit the hay first. Energy out the moment she plopped down to her bed.

With this, this boys had gathered in the living room to watch a movie and hang out instead, since they aren't that tired yet. But as the film credits rolled and they were about to head to bed, Harry leaned forward with a mischievous gleam in his eye.

"Guys," he said, grinning, "what if we prank Y/N? Something she wouldn't see coming."

Liam raised an eyebrow, intrigued but wary. "What kind of prank are you thinking?"

Harry's grin widened. "We pretend we're all mad at her. For no reason, just make her think she messed up and we're upset. Just for today. It'll throw her off completely."

Zayn, who had been quietly observing, frowned slightly. "Are you sure about this? You know how sensitive she is when it comes to stuff like this."

Louis, never one to back down from a bit of mischief, jumped in with a confident shrug. "Oh, come on, Zayn! It'll be fine. We'll tell her it's a prank by the end of the day. She's Y/N, she's tough—she'll laugh it off."

Niall, the ever-present peacekeeper, gave a small smile but hesitated. "Yeah, but if it goes too far, we stop, alright? No one wants to really upset her."

Liam looked around the group, his expression a little uncertain. "Just make sure not to take it too far, lads. You know how Y/N is—she might take it to heart if we don't back off in time."

Louis rolled his eyes, teasing. "Calm down, Dad. It's all in good fun. No harm, alright?"

Liam gave a small sigh, but the playful glint in Louis' eyes and the mischievous smiles of the others convinced him to go along with it. "Fine, but if she looks like she's about to cry, we stop immediately."

With the plan set and the excitement building, the boys headed to bed, eagerly anticipating the prank they were about to pull off the next morning.

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The next morning, Y/N walked into the kitchen with her usual bright smile, expecting to see the boys greeting her with their usual playful banter. Instead, she was met with cold, distant expressions.

"Morning, lads," she said, her voice tinged with confusion as she sensed the tension in the air.

Harry barely looked up from his phone. "Morning," he mumbled, not meeting her eyes. Zayn and Louis exchanged a glance but stayed silent, while Liam and Niall busied themselves with their breakfast, making no effort to include her in their conversation.

Y/N's smile faltered, but she tried to brush it off. "Did I... miss something?" she asked, hoping someone would explain the sudden change in their behavior. They were fine last night, or at least before she went to bed.

"Not really," Louis said curtly, not even looking in her direction. "We've just got... a lot on our minds."

This just brought up more questions in her mind, but she didn't bother asking, Y/N nodded slowly, deciding to give them space. Maybe it was just one of those days.