Mummy Direction (One Direction 6th Member)

Water Fight

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I hope you all are doing well! :)

Here's a little cute and lightheart chapter for you all, I hope you all will like it! ❤️

Also happy 6k!! Thank you for supporting this book, and I hope you all find the comfort and the joy with the boys.

also, liste to Act My Age as you read this chapter!

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Happy reading, everyone!

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It was just another electrifying night for One Direction, as the boys, dressed in their concert attire, stood on stage basking in the glow of thousands of fans singing along to every word. The energy in the arena was palpable, the air thick with anticipation. However, tonight, something was different.

Y/N had been interacting with the crowd, waving to the fans, and smiling as she took in their excitement. She loved connecting with the audience during their performances, enjoying the sense of family that each show brought.

As the boys kicked off the next song, Y/N, always the one to let her bandmates shine with their antics, had no intention of participating in whatever playful mischief they were plotting.

She had been noticing little glances exchanged between Harry, Niall, Louis, and Zayn. There was something going on behind those mischievous eyes, and as usual, Y/N was the last to catch on.

Louis gave the others a look, which was followed by an almost silent agreement between the four of them. Y/N, however, was completely unaware of the plan they had formed. She was sitting on the edge of the stage, legs dangling over the side as she continued to interact with the fans, waving to a few fans, and exchanging jokes with the people in the front row. The energy from the crowd was intoxicating, but it seemed her bandmates had different ideas.

Out of nowhere, a cold spray of water hit Y/N right in the face. She gasped, wiping her eyes as she looked up. Harry, holding a water gun, was grinning widely. "Y/N, you can't just sit there while we have all the fun!" he yelled over the microphone, and his grin widened as she shook her head, wiping off the water from her hair.

"Hey!" she called out playfully, raising her hands in surrender. "I'm just here for the crowd, not for your antics."

But as she said this, Niall and Zayn each aimed their water guns at her, firing away and drenching her from head to toe. Y/N froze for a second, blinking as the cold water trickled down her face, making her clothes cling to her skin. The fans roared with excitement, and Y/N's playful expression slowly shifted into one of mock indignation.

"You've got to be kidding me," she laughed, standing up from the edge of the stage, and looking at her bandmates who were already grinning, clearly ready for more. "Alright, alright, you wanna play like that?"

Before they could even react, Y/N made her way behind the curtains where a stash of water guns had been hidden for the boys' antics. She grabbed the largest one and emerged back on stage with a look of determination.

The fans screamed in excitement, sensing that the game was about to escalate.

She aimed the water gun at Harry first, who was laughing at her from the other side of the stage, and fired a powerful jet of water directly at him. He stumbled back, laughing loudly, but before he could retaliate, Y/N aimed at Niall, then Louis, and Zayn, each one getting a blast of cold water in return. The boys squealed, trying to duck and dodge, but Y/N was relentless.

"Get her, lads!" Louis shouted as he and the others raced toward her, water guns drawn. But Y/N was faster—she darted away, laughing as she made her way toward the other side of the stage.