YOU TWO ARE JUST FRIENDS AND THE BOYS LOCK YOU IN A CLOSET
Liam: "He's too shy to tell her how he feels, I can't watch him mope around and love her from afar anymore," Zayn whispers, shaking his head. "Exactly! (Y/N) is never going to admit she loves him because she's afraid," Harry mumbles, eying where you and Liam are chatting across the room. "Boys, we have to take action here," Louis wraps his arms around the three, gathering them in a huddle. After a few mumbled plans, they take off running towards you and Liam. "What the hell?" you call out, grabbing Liam's arm as the boys chase the two of you. "Guys! What are you doing?" Liam questions, as the boys chase you two down the hall of the studio--and right into the janitorial closet. "This is for your own good!" Niall shouts, shutting the door and sending you and Liam into darkness. "What the bloody hell was that?" Liam questions, turning on his phone and using it for light. "No clue," you reply nervously--although you've got somewhat of an idea. "We'll let you out when you two finally be honest with each other!" Harry calls through the door. "I think I know what they're talking about," Liam admits, running his fingers through his hair. "I do to," you sigh, offering a small smile. "Truth is, I kind of love you," you both say at the same time, both of your eyes widening in surprise. You hear some cheers from the nosy, eavesdropping boys from outside the closet before closing the space in between and captivating each other in a kiss.
Zayn: "Like little kids they are," Zayn sighs, leaning against the closet door andgiving you a shrug. The boys had tricked you two into going into your closet and you both had evidently fallen for it. "They even locked us in," you shake your head and sit down next to him, eying your clothes hanging eerily on the dimly lit space. "I wonder why," Zayn mumbles, although his heart is pounding just a little and he's pretty sure he knows why. The boys had been on him for weeks about confessing his feelings and he hasn't made any move yet. The boys had kind of been bugging you to tell Zayn how you felt, too. It looked like it was now or never. "Look, while we're in here..." Zayn sighs, taking your hands in his. "I just want to be honest and say...I kind of--well, actually, I really want to be more than friends." Your heart pounds with excitement as his words and you lean closer, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I kind of--well, actually, I really want to be more than friends, too," you smile, pulling him in for a kiss. Moments later the door unlocks and four curious pairs of eyes appear. "Did you do it?" "Are you together?" "Did you have some sexy time in the closet?" You and Zayn roll your eyes before stepping out of the closet hand-in-hand. "Lock us in the closet ever again and I will shave all of your eyebrows off in your sleep," Zayn threatens, although when you're not listening he whispers a genuine "Thank you." for his friends finally pushing him to make one of the best moves he'd ever made.
Niall: "Dare," Niall shrugs, leaning back on the sofa. The other four boys all give each other mischievous smiles before looking at you and then back to Niall. "We dare you," Louis begins, raising an eyebrow. "to go in the closet with (Y/N) for ten minutes," Liam finishes, giving Niall an encouraging sort of smile. "Why?" you ask nervously, biting your lip. The idea of being locked in a closet (or any dark, small space) with Niall was really perfect--but you didn't want to make anything awkward. Were the boys really that suspicious of your crush? Were you that obvious? Niall's cheeks flush and he sits up, walking over and helping you off the ground, giving you a sparkling grin. "You up for it, (Y/N)?" he inquires boldly, holding the door open to the tiny hall closet. "Hell yeah," you retort, although you're not quite sure. "Tell her already," you hear Harry whisper to Niall as you step in the dark room. Zayn shuts the door behind you two and locks it, telling you he's set his watch for ten minutes. "So..ten minutes...alone...in a closet," you mumble, your eyes adjusting to the dim light. "I'm just going to get straight to the point here," he blurts out after a moment of silence. "I really like you--like, LIKE you and I haven't been able to admit it to y-" You cut him off with a kiss and before you know it, the ten minutes are up. But as the boys go to unlock the door, you both object and stay in the closet just a little bit longer.
Harry: "Let us out!" Harry jiggles the doorknob and frowns, realizing his efforts are futile. The boys locked you and him in the closet two minutes ago with very stern orders--they told both of you to confess something to each other. "Looks like the only way out of here is confessions," you sigh, flipping on the small overhead light. Harry smirks a little and casts his gaze to the ground, fiddling with his bracelet. "All right then," he looks back up at you and you raise an eyebrow. "Promise if you don't feel the same you won't let it ruin our friendship?" His face softens and your heart flutters--knowing what he's about to say. "Our friendship is ruined anyway," you tell him, his face falling. "Because I don't want a friendship with you." He gets a confused kind of look, but his face brightens as you wrap your arms around his waist and he leans in for a kiss. "Did you two kiss yet?" Niall calls out, knocking on the door. You and Harry pull away from the kiss and roll your eyes, deciding to mess with the boys. "Ooooh, Harry," you moan, pretending to bang against the door. "(Y/N), yesss," Harry moans back, the two of you fighting laughter. "I reckon they went a few notches past kissing!" Zayn calls out, as you hear four pairs of footsteps retreating from the door. "Ha!" You give Harry a high five before leaning into another kiss
Louis: "Why are we all in the closet?" you ask, following a confused-looking Louis into the small walk-in. "I wanted to show you guys something," Zayn mumbles, giving all the boys aside from Louis a wild look. "Um, okay," Louis raises an eyebrow and looks around the tiny space. "Bye!" Harry shouts, racing out of the closet with Niall, Zayn and Liam. "What the hell?" you turn around just as you hear the door slam shut--trapping you and Louis in the closet. "I can't believe I fell for it...didn't think they'd actually do it..." Louis mumbles under his breath, running his fingers through his hair. "Do what?" Louis looks up at you with a faint blush on his cheeks, letting out a sigh. "Look, I know why the boys did this and I guess they've got a pretty good reason to...I've been such a wimp," he takes a step closer and gives you a nervous smile. "I've had an awful crush on you for the longest time and I guess now I should finally admit it. I really, really fancy you, (Y/N)." Your heart flutters with words you'd only dreamed of him saying before you place your hand on his arm, returning the smile. "I really fancy you, too, Lou." He smiles so big you can see the crinkles in his eyes as he pulls you in close for a kiss. "I think the plan worked!" Liam calls out, the boys' having obviously been listening in to the conversation. "The plan did work, now go away!" Louis laughs, calling out to the other side of the door.
QOTD: Cake or pie?
A: Cakeee cause real girls eat cake (pls tell me someone gets my reference)
