INFORMATION: This is just a chapter for people who don't know who One Direction is. SOOOO enjoy! 👍🏽
It was now 5:30. You hated that time. Why? Because it was almost over, the good times you had this afternoon. Saturday reminded you of how close Monday was, you hate Mondays. The weekend can't go slow this time? Nope.
(Btw, If I didn't mention. You live in California, you have a big ass house.)
The One Direction members were surprisingly in California for a tour and they were in their dressing rooms, talking about life, y'know?
Harry barges in Louis's dressing room with a smirk and asked "Did you use my toothbrush again, Louis?" His British accent sounding very suggestive. Louis looked at Harry and shakes his head, chuckling. "You really think I would do something like that, Harry?" He asked, his accent filling up the room.
Harry puts both his hands on his hips, his posture now sassy-like. "Yes! You're obsessed with me!" He exclaimed, clearly getting irritated. Louis chuckles even louder and avoids eye contact with Harry, getting a bit flustered. "Maybe, Zayn used it." He suggested, trying to get out of the conversation. Harry looked skeptical, clearly not believing him, but he nodded.
Zayn comes in the room with his handsome grin, he looks at Harry and Louis. Harry immediately looked at Zayn and accused him of using his toothbrush. Zayn looked confused and just chuckled. "Harry, I didn't use your toothbrush. Even if I did, which, I didn't. I wouldn't let Louis find out about it." He chuckled, his British accent sounding sexy and deep. Harry looks at Louis with the most disappointed look ever and Louis shrugged, clearly unbothered.
"So, who used my toothbrush?!" Harry shouted, getting upset. Zayn chuckles at Harry's annoyance and whispered before walking out "Niall, kid. Niall." Harry gasps dramatically, putting his hand over his mouth. Louis kept a straight face, but he was a bit shocked Niall used Harry's toothbrush. "That dang Nialler." Harry whispered before smiling to himself. "Told ya it wasn't me." Louis gloated, smirking at Harry. Harry blushes at Louis's smirk before rolling his eyes, annoyed with Louis. "You lied, Tomlinson. You said Zayn used it!" Harry chuckled.
"Oh come on, Harry Mary. It wouldn't make sense for Liam to use it. He's uncomfortable with the thought of sharing." Louis chuckled before looking at Harry deep into his eyes. Harry smiled a little and warned "Well, we gotta practice for tonight. Don't be late!" Louis rolled his eyes and nodded. He looked at the poster in his dressing room and smiled "We've come a long way" He whispered to himself.
"LOUIS!" Liam shouted from another room. Louis quickly gets up and runs to the room, he sees Zayn, Liam, Niall, and Harry getting ready to practice for their gig. "VAS HAPPENING, Louis?" Zayn joked. Louis smiled and playfully rolled his eyes before taking his spot. "Guys, we have to make this seriously perfect. Just imagine how many girls would come to us!" Niall exclaimed excitedly, his Irish accent sounding high-pitched.
Zayn chuckled "I think we all know who's the favorite here." Harry nodded and pointed to himself with a cocky grin. Louis smiled at Harry and whispered to Harry "You're definitely my favorite, Harry." Harry blushed and looked away. Liam noticed their interaction and smiled, he loved the moment he had with his bandmates, they were like brothers. Louis was the oldest and Harry is the youngest.
They started to practice songs like 'Night Changes' and 'What Makes You Beautiful' (your favorites). Liam started off, as always. Harry's voice sounded smooth like honey, Niall's voice sounded a bit high-pitched but just as smooth as Harry's. Louis sounded a bit deep, but ZAYN'S? Mm. Zayn sounded like an angel, hitting those high notes. Hmm.
That's what makes him handsome. 💗
