A different side to one direction

Calm soirée

The stroll in the park had been very relaxing, though quite fun at the same time. It was new for me to see the boys act so freely, laughing and acting carefree, doing the kind of stuff normal teenagers their age do. They were acting like they were back in the Video Diaries, not all possessive and dominant jerks like they'd been with me. They actually made me laugh whole-heartedly a couple times with their childishness and practical jokes, briefly making me forget they were my kidnappers. But I made sure to remind myself a couple of times when I pressed my fingers lightly into the bruises the boys had made during my stay with them.

"Hey Sophie! Wanna race to the flat?" Louis challenges on our way back from the park. We had about 100 meters to race in order to reach the flat.

"Sure, why not." I smile. "Niall, wanna join? Liam? Zayn? Harry?" I ask, looking at each one of them as I place myself beside Louis.

"I'm in!" Liam states.

"Me too." Harry says, flashing me a smile. The other two stay silent, but I really want them to join.

"The winner gets a heated kiss from me." I declare. Every boy's eyes lighten up.

"I'm joining!" Zayn replies, putting himself with along the line with the rest of us.

"Me five!" Niall finishes also placing himself, flashing me a challenging smirk.

"One more thing, if you're the last one Soph, we each get our turn to kiss you." Harry adds.

"I'm not gonna be last." I retort assuredly. I take off my ballet flats, putting them in my hands to run.

"Ready everyone?" Louis asks.

"Ready," We all respond.

"Ready, steady, NO!" Louis starts running, closely followed by all of us. Liam rapidly catches up to him and Harry and I are tight, while Zayn and Niall are close on our heels. I almost start laughing when I hear their heavy panting whilst I'm not even close to being tired, cheerleading having strengthened my cardio.

While running, I give occasional glances at the ground to avoid stepping bare footed on something undesirable, trying to keep up a steady pace. Near the end, a sudden burst of energy makes sprint faster than Harry, almost joining Louis and Liam, the latter having a strong lead. Zayn also gets a sudden boost, flying past me and finishing the race at the same time as Louis, Liam being the first one to have arrived to the door. I reach the finish point seconds before Harry, who's prior to Niall.

"Wow. Harry, I was almost positive you'd be more in shape than that." I laugh, seeing his red and puffy face.

"And I bet you say that because of my long-lasting in bed." He retorts cockily.

"Awww shut up will ya?" I reply, rolling my eyes. "Now, who won?" I ask, faking ignorance.

"I did!" They all reply.

I chuckle and shake my head. "You little bunch of horny dimwits. Only Liam did. I'm not that unobservant" I say, rolling my eyes again. All had unashamed smiles on their faces.

I approach Liam, hooking my arms around his neck before connecting our lips. It lasted less than a minute, but I let him explore my mouth with his tongue as much as he pleased, before pushing him away softly.

"I decided there would also be a participation prize," I state, looking into Niall's blue orbs. He's about to say something but I cut him off with a chaste kiss. He looks overwhelmed when I back away.

"Th-th-thanks, I guess." The Irish boy babbles while the other boys look at him jealously. But their jealousy doesn't last long because I go over and give each one the same treatment.