Perfect

Let Me Make It Up To You

Brooklyn's P.O.V.

"No, I'm being serious! I'm taking you out to dinner to make it up to you." Harry says as we all stand there in their living room like area back stage.

"Fine, I can see that I'm not getting anywhere with you so, fine!"

"Perfect."

I roll my eyes.

"What did Niall want to show Jane?" Louis asks.

"Nothing, he got her a present." Liam says.

"There's no telling when they'll be back... So, let's go have fun!" Louis says taking my hand in his and leading me out the door.

The guys follow as we go down the hallway.

"The stage is bound to be clear by now." Louis says grabbing he skateboard and letting go of my hand. "Do you know how to ride?" He asks.

"No." I say.

"Get on." He says.

The skate board is big enough for two people, but I don't know about this.

He helps me on and then we take off.

"Oh my." I say.

"Relax love, you're in safe hands." He says.

After a few minutes I decide to get off. It was quite fun though.

Harry comes up to me. "Have you ever played Nerf war?"

"No, why?"

He hands me the little toy gun that shoots the foam bullets. I've seen them, but never messed with them.

"Just don't get hit!" He says running away.

"Wait where are you going?" I ask.

He's done gone and I decide to run for the top of the stage. I hide in the corner not moving.

I suddenly hear footsteps coming up the stairs leading to the top of the stage.

I aim my toy gun at the person, seeing that it's Niall and shoot.

I hit him and he playfully falls down like he'd really been shot.

"I'm wounded lads! Help! Help! I'm, nevermind this is just a game anyway." Niall says making me laugh.

I walk over and look at him.

"Got you." I say.

"What?!? You are the one who got me? Normally it's Louis!"

"Nope, I got you."

"Oh well."

I slowly walk down the stairs and underneath the stage waiting for my next victim. This is actually fun.

I stop when I hear someone coming and turn around.

I shoot at them and they fall playfully just like Niall did. This is a game after all, so role playing is very good!

I walk over to the person, looking to see who I got, but the person I see shocks me.

"Paul?!?!"

"You got me!"

I laugh. "Who else is involved in the game?"

"All that's left is Louis and Harry. Take my bullets!"

I laugh as he hands me another thing of foam bullets.

"Thanks Paul!" I say.

I start walking back stage and then spot something.

Harry, was in a trash can, with the lid on it, peeking out of it every now and then.

I tried not to laugh and snuck up on him. With one quick motion I yank the lid off and aim at Harry.

"Surrender!" I say.

"Never!" He says aiming at me.

I shoot him before he shoots me and I laugh.

"You should've surrendered." I say.

"Oh, Louis is gonna get you."

"He can try Styles, he can try." I say.

I start walking around back stage and end up in the living room.

I walk a little further into it, but sensing someone behind me, I turn around.

There, stands Louis, with a smirk on his face.

I shoot at him and hit him.

"Got ya!" I say.

"I always win this game!" Louis says.

"Who got Liam?"

"I did." He says.

"You, my friend, are bad." I say laughing.

"Who did you get?" He asks.

"You, Niall, Paul and Harry." I say.

"Are you serious? You're like a miniature me!"

We laugh as we head to the stage.

All of the guys, including Paul are there.

"Who won?"

Louis points at me. "She did."

"What?!?" They all ask shocked.

"Yep, I did." I say.

"Louis, what happened?" Harry asks.

"I don't know."

We all laugh and then lay down on the stage, staring at the ceiling.

"What shall we do next?"

"Wait a second! Where is Jane?" I ask Niall.

I hear footsteps and turn around with me nerf gun. I shoot at the person.

"Ow! Hey!" I hear a familiar voice.

"Who did that?" Jane asks walking up to us.

"Niall!"

"Brooklyn!"

Niall and I say the names at the same time.

"Brooklyn!" Jane says.

"Where were you?"

"I was talking to their stylist, then went to the bathroom. Why?"

"I thought you were with Niall and then he was in the game and I shot him and you weren't there so..."

"You shot him?"

"With a nerf gun and foam bullets."

She shakes her head.

"You all get along too nicely."

Soon, we leave and Jane says that she'll be back tomorrow.