One Direction Imagines

Niall Horan Prankcakes

I open my eyes and roll over to the other side of the bed and find it empty. Where did he go? I thought to myself. I finally convince myself to get off my lazy butt and go look for him. I walk quietly down the stairs and come around the corner and that's when I register the smell.

"Pancakes?" I ask Niall making sure I was right. Sure enough he turns around and exposes the couple of freshly made pancakes. "Yummy!"

He gives me a famous Niall Horan chuckle and hands me the plate. "You going to eat any?"

"No those are all yours I'm just craving cereal this morning"

"Your loss," I grab the plate and practically skip to the table on the far side of the room.

I look at it for a moment then stuff a bite probally way to big for my little mouth but whatever. Then my tounge starts to tingle. I don't second guess and spit it out and glare at Niall who is now is siting kiddy corner to my seat. That's when I notice the hot sauce bottle among the couple bottles that had been placed on the center of table. I snatch it up and slam it down right in front of his cereal bowl

"Did you put this is my pancakes!!"

"I don't remember it was such a long time ago...."

Now that I can feel burn really sitting in I walk over to the sink and wash my mouth out a few times. "Ouch that burned!!"

"I'm Sorry Love, Will a kiss make it better?"

I think about it for a second then walk over to him and place my lips on his like I have serval time before and without even thinking it escalates and soon enough Im straddling him and that's when an I idea comes to mind. I slowly pull my hand from his face making sure not to break the kiss and slide my hand across the table behind me and grasp the bottle and pop off the top silently and pour some into his cereal bowl and set things back down. I break the kiss and get off his lap walking over to to the cupboard and pull out a poptart.

"See it wasn't that bad." He gives me cheesy grin.

"No I guess not but I will get you back I promise."

"Nothing gets past this irishmen!"

I giggle "We will see Babe we will see"

That's when he takes a whole spoonful of his breakfast and shoves it in his mouth and within seconds spits it out and runs to the sink and puts his head under the faucet and washes his mouth out a few time. I try to contain my laughter but I can't and at one point I end up laughing so hard that nothing comes out but air.

"Game on!" he screams the starts to run out the back door.

I sober up quickly and yell "It's so on!!!" and run out the front.

For a good portion of the day we throw water balloons and prank each other after the incident with the Prankcake Pancake.