YOU SEE ANOTHER BANDMATE NAKED
Niall: "So basically, since you're going to be touring for a bit with us, there's a few things you should know," Niall begins, walking you through the tour bus. You nod slowly and listen to his words. "Number one, do not wake up Zayn. Like, ever. Never ever." Sounds simple enough. "Right. Never wake up a sleeping Zayn," you repeat. "Number two, while any one is sleeping it's free game. Anyone can put food or draw on each other except no messing with eyebrows or hair." You laugh and nod. Got it. "And lastly--" he's cut off by a completely naked Harry walking by, eating an apple. You stare wide-eyed at Harry and quickly blush and look back at Niall sheepishly. "And that's lastly. You'll have to get used to Naked Harry roaming around. Although it'd be polite if he'd wear at least boxers for the sake of my girlfriend," Niall laughs, shooting Harry a glare. "I like my freedom," Harry shrugs, walking back to his bunk.
Harry: "Have you seen the orange ju-" you hear footsteps, assuming they're Harry's, you look up from the refrigerator. Your eyes widen and you can't help but stare as Louis, wearing nothing at all walks into the kitchen. "Oh!" he exclaims, grabbing a napkin from the table and attempting to cover himself up. "Uh, didn't know you were over..." he mumbles, blushing. "Oh! No, sorry! I should have-" you reply, your cheeks turning red. You quickly look back into the fridge just as Harry enters the room. "Nice napkin you got there, Lou," he snickers, nodding towards his embarrassed friend. Louis rolls his eyes and heads back to get some clothes. "I'm guessing you saw Louis' carrot," Harry quips, raising an eyebrow. "Indeed I did. Wow, saw two members of One Direction naked within twenty-four hours, a million girls would kill to be me," you joke, grabbing the orange juice from the fridge and slamming it shut.
Liam: With a yawn, you get up from the couch where you'd been watching Bridge To Terrabithia with Liam and head to the bathroom. You twist the door open and gasp as you see a completely naked Zayn getting dressed. He looks up at you, eyes wide and quickly slides on jeans. You quickly mumble an apology, shut the door and run back over to the living room. "So, uh, fun fact," you tell Liam, leaning against his shoulder on the couch. "The lock to your bathroom is broken." Liam raises an eyebrow. "Is it?" he asks, noticing your blushing expression. "Did you happen to learn this the hard way?" You nod slowly. "Yeah, uh, saw a naked member of One Direction I didn't exactly want to see--not that he's bad-looking I mean..I don't like...um..." you ramble, cheeks growing redder each second. "Aw, don't be embarrassed, you're not the one who was caught naked!" he teases, squeezing your hand. "So, who did you see?" You roll your eyes. "Zayn. He was getting dressed." You don't look Zayn in the eye for the rest of the day...awkward!
Louis: "So you weren't kidding when you said Harry walked around naked all the time," you muse, watching in surprised amusement and embarrassment as Harry trots into the living room sleepily with a bowl of cereal. "Nope. Wasn't kidding," Louis sighs, snickering at your clear uncomfortableness. Harry looks over and nods, as if this is completely normal. "Oi! Haz, go put some pants on, we've got company," Louis declares, shooing Harry away. "Sorry," Harry replies with a grin, setting his cereal on the table and walking to go put on proper clothing. "So he literally walks around here naked, all the time?" you ask, raising an eyebrow. "Yup," Louis replies simply, taking a bite of his toast. "So that means Harry's bare ass has been say, on the couch?" Louis nods. "And the chair?" He nods, snorting. "That's kind of...disturbing," you comment. "Yeah, but, I mean, who are we to judge? Both of our naked asses have been on that couch..." he replies, recalling events of not long ago. You blush and punch his shoulder playfully. "Touche, Tomlinson. Touche."
Zayn: "Liam can I borrow your lapto-?" you peer your head into his room and gasp, he's standing beside a discarded towel, hair wet and matted to his head, bare chest glistening with droplets of water. He was grabbing a shirt from his closet, he must've just gotten from the shower. "Oh my GOD! I'm sorry," he says quickly, picking up his towel and wrapping it around his waist. "YOUR sorry? I'm sorry! I should've knocked.." you say apologetically, shaking your head. "No, I'm sorry! I should've been wearing clothes--" he adds, cheeks red from embarrassment. You can't help but laugh. "God, Liam. Don't be sorry for not wearing clothes! You just got out of the shower! I'll uh, I'll just borrow Harry's laptop, no worries," you counter, closing the door behind you. Zayn looks over from the living room with a confused look. "What happened over there?" he asks curiously. "I heard you freaking out?" You shake your head and shrug. "Accidentally saw Liam naked, I feel like a terrible awful person, and HE apologized," you explain. Zayn laughs and shrugs. "Ay, he's such a sweet guy. But, I'm still your favorite member of One Direction to see naked, right?" he teases, brown eyes sparkling with amusement. You roll your eyes and kiss his forehead. "Of course you are, my little vain boyfriend."
Qotd: If you could have any celeb as your friend, brother/sister, and boyfriend/girlfriend, who would you choose?
Friend- Tyler Posey
Sister- Molly Tarlov
Boyfriend- Dylan O'Brien
