Revenge is best served cold...

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Storm's POV

It takes me a few days to think of a way to get Louis back, but once I have a plan in my head, I get Niall, Harry and Ashton to help me. They don't have a lot to do, Niall and Harry are tasked to go out and get the required objects and Ashton is helping me to keep the other occupied while they're gone and make sure Louis thinks we've forgotten about his little stunt.

"I hope these will do. He hates them so much, and from what I've heard about your plan, he is about to develop a whole new hatred for them." Niall shows me the can when they get back while Harry convinces the others to play a game with us.

I smirk as I examine the large can the boys have brought back. In this can is Louis Tomlinson's 'favourite' food - Baked Beans - and at some point tonight, I am going to get the pleasure of daring him to eat the whole can, cold.

I give Niall a thumbs up before he puts it in the kitchen and joins me as we enter the living room where the other two have weaselled the boys into playing the game with us.

"Ok, so we're playing a twisted version of truth or dare. Instead we are playing our own version - Drink or dare. We have a busy day ahead of us since break is ending soon so we are using cola instead of alcohol." Harry explains as we all move around to form a rough circle.

"Rules of the game are pretty obvious. You get a choice of doing a dare or taking a sip of the drink. If you choose dare then back out, you get one 'chicken' option before you have a start forfeiting clothing items. Everyone get it?" I explain, and when I get a nod from everyone I give Harry a thumbs up so he can start off the game. Quickly I think of a note. "Oh, and whoever is asked gets to ask next time, like truth or dare."

Harry nods his head to confirm this before properly starting the game.

"Nialler, drink or dare?"

"I ain't no chicken-shit, I choose dare." Niall says, voice carrying more confidence than he is physically portraying through body language.

"I dare you to kiss Michael." Harry pauses and I immediately know what's coming. "On the lips."

"Why me?" Michael whines.

"Because you looked lonely, now Nialler, get on with with it." Harry replies.

Niall grumbles but moves across the circle and kneels in front of Mikey. Gradually he leans forward and then quickly joins their lips, holding it for a second before moving away.

"Good enough?" Niall asks before moving once Harry gives him a nod.

Michael shoots Harry a glare as he wipes his mouth on his sleeve.

"C'mon Mikey, he wasn't that bad." I tease him.

"Maybe not, but I still didn't need to know what he tasted like." He replies, which gets a disgruntled noise from Niall and a disgusted look from everyone including me, before going quiet as Niall takes his turn.

"Luke, drink or dare?"

Luke looks unsure before muttering, "Drink." He takes a sip of his drink before flipping off Louis when he calls him a 'big baby'.

"Ashton, drink or dare." Luke turns to Ash.

"Dare." Ashton answers simply.

Luke thinks for a second before leaning over when Calum whispers something his ear, causing a smirk to appear on his face, and then he turns back to Ash.

"I dare you to text the most inappropriate photo you can find on your camera reel to Storm." When Ash hesitates, Luke smirks. "We could always do it for you."

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