Harry's POV
Ashley and I were in a very heated snogging session when I heard...
"OH MY GOD!"
I pulled back from Ashley and gave the group of idiots a 'What-the-fuck-is-wrong-with-you?' look.
"USE PROTECTION, HAZZA!" Lou screamed, flailing his arms and running out of the room. He came back with a damn boogie board.
Everyone else piled into the pool, ruining my moment, and began playing games.
I swam away from Ashley. I am so pissed. These boys are going to get it. I angrily got out of the pool, and walked to the towel room.
"Baby wait!" I heard. I grabbed a towel and shook out my hair.
"Hazza it's okay. We can resume somewhere else." Ashley winked. I handed her a towel and smiled.
"Lets go get them fuckers back." I said.
"Okay. But baby seriously. I'm not going anywhere. Don't let them bother us." Ashley smiled and we walked hand in hand out the door.
No one noticed us leaving, which is good.
"How about some pranks?" I asked as we reached my room again.
"Totally." Ashely said. "But let me get on some clothes first. I hate being wet." I laughed, obviously thinking dirty.
"Want one of my shirts?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure."
I handed her the first thing I grabbed from my dresser, which was my purple Jack Wills hoodie.
"Here." I said, grabbing me some clean underwear and a the shirt.
"Can I just take these off here? Like I'm freezing and I'm in a wet bathing suit." Ashley asked after she found some of my flannel pajama pants in the floor. She also had some hot pink underwear.
"Yeah, I'll turn around. By the way, those are probably dirty." I said, turning around.
"I don't care." She said. I waited without looking while she changed. So unlike me? Yes. It is. But I like her and I want her to like me back, so I shall respect her.
"Haz, baby, I'm dressed." Ashley giggled. I turned around and saw her in only my jacket (and underwear underneath probably.)
"Um.....er.......uh.....you're uh forgetting something." I stuttered, trying not to get a boner in wet pants. Ouch.
"No I'm not. I'm just teasing baby." She laughed, pulling on my flannel pants.
"Those are big on you." I laughed.
"Yeah, they are." She smiled. They were a little loose, even tied. They sagged a little at the hips, showing her hot pink underwear.
"'M gonna go...um....change." I said, walking into the bathroom.
Chloe's POV
"CHICKEN!" Louis yelled. "Everyone get a partner."
"CHLOE!" Liam yelled. I swam underwater toward him.
"LEEYUM!" I yelled back.
We laughed and held hands, signaling he was my partner.
Five minutes of arguing later, the teams were:
Liam and I.
Niall and Abby.
Louis and Zayn.
Zayn didn't want to carry Louis, and Louis didn't want to carry Zayn, but the girls were taken. They had a bunch of arguing to get to the point where they'd carry each other.
