One Direction Imagines

Prank War (Niall Horan)

You and Niall were having a lazy weekend, there was finally some down time for all the boys to spend with their family and friends. You woke up at about 7a.m. on Saturday morning, not sure why you weren’t able to sleep in you then decided to go downstairs and watch television. Right when you turned on the news the Anchorman was talking about a couple that was having a Prank War. You raised your eyebrow as you listen to the story: The girlfriend had buttered the bathroom floor while her boyfriend was in the shower. This way when he stepped out he would slip and fall.

You giggled to your self as you pictured Niall slipping on the buttered floor. Suddenly you heard footsteps upstairs in your bedroom, Niall must be awake. You tip-toed up the stairs and peeked your head down the hall, a figured walked from the bedroom to the bathroom and then the water from the shower started. “Perfect” you whispered to yourself. You hurried down stairs and grabbed a stick of butter out of the refrigerator and ran back up the stairs, leaping two steps at a time. You stopped at the bathroom down and knocked twice.

“Niall? Babe?” you questioned, waiting for a response

“What?” Niall groaned 

“Can I come in so I can brush my teeth?” you smiled to your self hoping this would work

“Yea, make it quick cos’ I am gonna be coming out soon” he said

You slowly opened the bathroom door and darted right to the floor next to the shower. Trying to be quiet and not make anything obvious. You smeared the butter in a large square trying to cover as much as possible. You were just about done when you heard the water stop running “Shit” you mumbled. You quickly got up from the floor and ran out the bathroom door, sitting and waiting for the finally moment to happen. Everything was quiet though, no movement at all. 

“What the hell?” you whispered to yourself

All of a sudden the bathroom door opened and you looked up to see Niall glaring at you.

“Uh- I uh” you stuttered

“You tried to prank me didn’t you?” he smirked

“No-well, no” you sat nervously

“Y/N I’m not an idiot, I watched you butter the floor” he giggled

You stood up and just stared blankly at him, scared. You expected him to say something more but he just walked past you into your bedroom and shut the door. 

“Dammit” you sighed

You walked back into the bathroom and wiped up all of the butter before you had to take your own shower now. You grabbed some clean clothes from the dryer and folded them on the bathroom counter. You started the water and stepped in letting the hot water soothe your body. Right when you were shampooing your hair there was a knock on the door “Ugh what?” you shouted

“Can I get my clothes from the dryer?” You heard Niall ask

“Sure whatever” you replied, sounding a bit annoyed since he interrupted your relaxation

You listened to the foot steps pitter patter across the tile and then back out the door. 

After about 10 minutes in your hot and relaxing shower you decieded it was time to step out. Only one problem though, your towel was gone. “Fuck” you said you yourself. You opened the curtain and reached into the dryer to see if there were any towels left over. There were none. 

“That little brat” you grumbled

Maybe if you put your clothes on then you can atleast grab another towel in the bedroom. But now your clothes were gone. Niall took all the towels and your clothes from the bathoom to get back at you.

“NIALL!” You yelled at the top of your lungs

“WHAT?” you heard back from him

“GIVE ME MY DAMN CLOTHES!” you shouted again

“NO! YOU TRIED TO PRANK ME. DEAL WITH IT” 

You could imagine how big of a smile must be on his face right now. You grabbed a face cloth and covered your lower half and then placed your fore arm over your boobs. You were barley covered as you opened the bathroom door and ran across the hall to your bedroom. Right when you went to open the door you slammed right into it. Niall had locked it. 

“Niall! What the fuck!” you screamed

You heard him roar with laughter. You ran down the stairs trying to keep your self covered up and you just glared at him as he sat on the couch laughing at you struggle.

“Babe, please give me my clothes, or atleast a towel” you pouted

“I think this is a great look for you though” he winked

“If you don’t give me my clothes then we’re not having sex for a month.” you said seriously

His face quickly turned from a smile to a frown “You’re kidding.”

“Dead serious” you replied

“N-no you’re bluffing” he tried to laugh it off

“Niall” you said sternley

He got up from the couch and leaned behind the other sofa to pull out a towel, he went to hand it to you but when you reached for it he pulled it away. He gazed at your exposed boobs and you grabbed the towel from him so you could rap yourself. You turned and walked back up the stairs. 

“W-wait, does this mean we can have sex now?” he hollered

“Maybe, maybe not” you winked “I’m still upset with you”

You ran up the stairs and down the hall, he was chasing after you. You ended up running into the bedroom door yet again and you fell into a fit of laughter. 

“Don’t tell me you just ran into that door” Niall laughed

You just laughed harder. 

“This is why I love you” he said and began to laugh more



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