Harry
“Let’s play Band Hero!” Harry came running into the living room with his new video game in his hand. “No I’m reading.” You responded, not taking your eyes of your book ‘The Fault In Our Stars’ by John Green. Harry carefully bookmarked your page, placing the book on the glass coffee table. He walked into the closet returning with a plug in mic and drum set. He set the drums in front of you, turned on the system, and gave you your sticks. “What song Love?” Harry was scrolling through the song selection going brutally slow every time a One Direction song came on. “How about Live While Were Young?” You got ready to play the song, holding your sticks barely above the set, ready to bang out the song. When the song started you didn’t have to look at the screen because you knew the beats on expert by heart due to Harry’s love of himself. When the song was over Harry jumped up and down with joy, “I got a perfect score!” I wonder why
Liam
“Liam,” You whined. “Come play with me!” “Only one round though. I’ve gotta go to a meeting later.” You hooked up the second remote, handing it to Liam. The Wii Sports screen came up and you selected tennis. You and Liam were on different teams with a computer Mii on each of your teams. After the fifth match you had completely smashed Liam 5-0. You and Liam played game after game and after each time you won Liam would demand a rematch. In the middle of the tenth game Liam’s phone began buzzing signaling that someone was calling. He quickly glanced over at the screen, “Crap.” Pausing the game he grabbed his phone and jacket and headed towards the door. He turned around mouthing that it was work.
Louis
“I have something to get your mind off that broken leg.” Louis stood in front of you, hands behind his back, rocking on his heels. “What is it?” You could hear the disgust on your tongue but who could blame you. Louis broke your leg while playing Kinect for X-Box yesterday. He pulled his arms out from behind him displaying his new Wii game. “I can’t play Wii! I have a broken leg!” You were yelling, pissed off that Louis would have the audacity to bring you a game like that while your crippled. He looked down at the game in his hand and blushed a deep red, “Sorry.” He mumbled before sprinting to the game closet, grabbing another game. He returned with Wii Party in his hands, “You can sit and play this one babe.” “Fine.” You huffed, repositioning yourself on the plush couch.
Niall
Currently, you and Niall were in an intense game of Mario Cart. You were creaming Niall because, even though he doesn’t know it, he was holding his remote upside down. “Why the fuck won’t my car move!” Niall was red in the face, obviously flustered. You let out a soft chuckle at Niall’s ignorance, “Your holding the remote wrong.” He quickly turned his remote right side up and began racing again. There was no chance Niall was going to win because he was two laps behind eleventh place. He seemed to realize that so he swiftly grabbed your controller and stuck it under his butt. “Just let me catch up.” You sat back crossing your arms and displaying a playful scowl. By the time he caught up all the computer characters had passed the finish line, leaving you and Niall in eleventh and twelfth place. Though, he didn’t hand you your remote back when he reached your position; he kept driving, scoring himself in eleventh place. “Cheater!”
Zayn
“(Y/N) you’ve got to try this game!” Zayn’s mom had just sent him a new video game as an early birthday present and you couldn’t get his eyes off that screen. Deciding to try and distract him, before you went to the living room, you put on your sexy red lingerie set and pranced down the steps. When you entered the room Zayn’s eyes never traveled to your exposed body. Sighing, you sat yourself down on the cushion next to him, ready to play. He handed me the PS3 remote and told me how to play, “This is to shoot. This is to crawl…” You zoned out after the first five seconds of explaining deciding that you were going to wing it. He handed you the controller and you were completely lost. For he next five minutes you sat there dying whenever someone came into view. Finally, you decided to give up. You tossed the controller across the room and into the love seat. “Zaynyyy!” You whined wanting to play a different game. He didn’t even respond because he was to engrossed in the game. You shifted your body so that you were straddling his legs. “Zayn.” You seductively whispered in his ear. He shifted his eyes downward noticing your barely-clothed body. “Ohh.”
