*Ryan's POV*
I woke up to the sound of...screaming? I quickly jumped out of bed and ran downstairs.The things I saw were horrible! My house is a mess!
Niall and Harry were throwing pancake batter, eggs, and milk at each other. Why milk?
Zayn was chasing Louis, yelling something about the egg and flour in his hair. While Liam was covered in pancake batter, trying to get the boys to calm down.
"Boys!" I yelled.
They all froze in place and looked up at me, as I was standing on top of the staircase by the railing.
"Clean this mess up now! This isn't any way to act at MY house." I scolded them as I went back to my room.
There was then a knock at my bedroom door a few minutes later.
"Come in." I called out as I layed on my bed.
"Hey." Niall said as he walked in, still covered in food products.
"Did you really just trail that mess up my stairs?" I laughed as I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Oh, sorry." He looked down and was about to exit the room.
"Niall wait." I said, causing him to face me. "What'd you need?" I smiled.
"I just wanted to apologize, you know, for that mess downstairs." He looked into my eyes with sincerity.
"Aaww Nialler!" I cooed as I got up and hugged him, which probably wasn't a smart idea.
As I backed away from him, trying to avoid getting more crap on me, he quickly pulled me in and hugged me tighter.
"There there Ryan." He said as he rubbed his hands in my hair and on my face.
"You're gross Horan." I laughed as I struggled to escape his grip.
"I know." He smiled as he let go and left the room.
I looked down and in the mirror. Well, looks like I have to clean that up.
I went into the bathroom and discarded my clothes, tossing them in the hamper. I quickly hopped into the shower and washed my hair, scrubbing in my Vanilla shampoo.
Once I was finished, I dried myself off and did my best to towel dry my hair. After, I grabbed a hair tie and put my hair up in a loose bun.Walking into my closet, I put on a purple bra and matching underwear.
I didn't bother putting on any clothes until after my floor was cleaned, so I went to finish that.
Once that was done, I went back into my closet and put my hair down. I threw on black shorts, a turquoise v-neck, turquoise, black, & grey Supra Vaiders, and a black beanie.
I took my iPhone off its charger and grabbed my wallet once again, shoving them in my pocket.
I left my room and went downstairs to see my house clean once again.
"Nice job boys." I clapped.
"You're welcome." They replied in unison.
"Well you boys can look around the city, you don't have to stay in. There's a beach right outside." I said to them.
"Well we actually wanted to hang out with you today." They smiled.
"Well where do you wanna go?" I asked them.
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*Harry's POV*
"Well I was thinking a morning at the beach." Louis smiled.
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