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#60: Paul Catches Him Sneaking into Your Room

#60: Paul Catches Him Sneaking into Your Room - 1dprefss

Liam: “I wish there wasn’t this ridiculous rule where we can’t sleep together” you sighed into the phone. You were ten feet away from Liam and you two had to talk on the phone because he wasn’t allowed to be in your hotel room. “It’s outrageous” he said, agreeing with you. “I should probably go” you said, feeling yourself start to yawn. “Wait two minutes” he said, and he hung up. You heard a knock at the door and opened it to reveal Liam in his boxers. “Move move” he whispered, pushing in. “Liam?!” you heard Paul call down the hall. “Oh my god Liam you’re going to get in trouble!” you said, as Paul pounded on the door. “It’s worth it” Liam said, kissing you deeply. You felt time stand still as he kissed you, like it was out of a movie. You kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his neck. You almost got carried away, when Paul knocked again. “Liam! Get out here!” he shouted, and you heard other hotel room doors open. You broke apart and you walked him to the door. As you opened the door, you saw Paul. He gave you both a disappointed look. “I never thought it would be you two” he sighed, and you both looked to the ground like a pair of scolded children. As Paul escorted Liam back to his room, you saw Louis and Harry peeking out of their rooms, laughing.

Niall: “He wont catch me if I climb the balcony” Niall said, and you shook your head. You were two hotel rooms over, and Niall wanted to come see you. There was one problem, Paul. He was patrolling the hall like a guard dog. “Look, I’m not telling you not to but I don’t think it would be the best plan” you said. No response, just a dial tone. “Oh my god” you said, going to the balcony. You saw Niall crawling over the balcony of the room next to yours. “You’re crazy” you whispered. Suddenly, that door flung open and out walked Paul. “What do you think you’re doing?” he said, grabbing Niall by the shirt. Niall just froze, and you smacked your forehead. “Liam! You snitch!” Niall shouted, turning to see Liam standing at the foot of the bed. “I thought you were a fan!” he said, and you laughed. “Can I just give her a kiss?” Niall asked. “Fine, then back to your room” Paul said, turning his back to give you two your moment. Niall leaned over the balcony and you met him halfway. You kissed passionately, and you wished he could just come with you. “Alright lover boy, back to your room” Paul said, turning around. Niall went to go climb back. “Not like that you baboon!” Paul said, pointing to the door. Niall laughed and waved at you before he left.

Harry: “I am not going to lie to you Hazz, I am in the mood” you sighed into the phone. “Don’t even say that” Harry said. He was frustrated and you knew you weren’t helping. He wasn’t allowed to share a hotel room with you, and it sucked. You sighed again, and Harry took a deep breath. “I’m breaking out” he said, and you could just picture his cheeky smirk. “Don’t” you warned, but it was too late. You could hear Harry’s door open. You darted to yours and opened it. As it swung open, Harry was standing there. He pulled you into a kiss in the doorway. You felt like you were floating, there was so much passion. You tried to pull him into your room, but he resisted. You didn’t understand why, until you heard the reason loud and clear. You could hear Paul screaming for him. His voice was getting closer and closer, and Harry was really pushing the envelope waiting in the doorway. Eventually, he broke the kiss. “Gotta run, love you kitten” he said, and you smirked and shook your head. Harry took off down the hall and then you saw Paul run past your door. “Get back here you little cherub!” he said, as he rounded the corner. “What an idiot” you heard a British voice say, and you turned and saw Louis shaking his head.

Zayn: You were relaxing in bed when your phone buzzed. ‘You still up? xx’ Zayn texted you. You sighed. He was right on the other side of the wall, but he had to get a separate room because he had to be up early tomorrow. Zayn’s terrible late sleeping track record meant he had special conditions for early mornings, one of which was no girlfriends in his room. ‘yeah, just watching TV in bed’ you replied. Almost instantly, your phone vibrated again. ‘open your door’ he said, and you wrinkled your face. You got up to open your door, and nothing was there. You were about to shut it, when Zayn appeared. “Hello beautiful” he smiled, but you were shocked. “Zayn! You’re going to get in trouble!” you said. “Let me in, Paul’s in his room” he said. You did, and Zayn went straight to your bed. You were both laying, watching a comedy movie and laughing. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. “Shit” Zayn said, and you told him to relax and that you’d check the peephole. “It’s just Harry” you called over your shoulder, and you opened the door. “Aha!” Paul’s voice hollered, seeing Zayn lounging on your bed. “No!” you said, feeling fooled. “Sorry, he told me if I didn’t stand in front of your door I was getting a two hour earlier curfew” Harry said, sympathetically. Zayn got up and kissed your cheek before going back to his room.

Louis: You were lounging in bed, reading a magazine, and waiting for your nails to dry. You were having a girly night because Louis wasn’t allowed to share a room with you. You missed him in bed with you, so you decided to preoccupy yourself. Suddenly, you heard a knock at the door. You went to look through the peephole, but it was a blocked. You nervously opened the door with the chain lock on, and you saw Louis. “Let me in!” he said urgently, and you quickly loosened the lock and let him in. “What are you doing?” you whispered, knowing how much trouble he could get in. “Seeing you” he said, kissing you. You kissed him back, and enjoyed how forbid the whole thing was, until you heard a knock at the door. “Louis!” Paul said, knocking again. Louis’s face looked nervous as you broke the kiss. “In the shower, in the shower” you said, pushing him in the bathroom. You pushed him in and shut the curtain. “This feels like we’re in high school, hiding from your dad or something” Louis said. “Be quiet” you whispered, going to open the door. Before you opened it, you dimmed the light and ruffled up your hair. “Hi Paul, what do you want?” you asked groggily. You were hoping he believed you were sleeping. “Nice try, where’s Louis?” he said pushing past you. You didn’t answer. Paul looked in the closet, then under the bed, then behind the bed. Then he went to the bathroom and smiled, pulling back the curtain. Louis squealed. He hopped out the other side and ran. He got as far as the door when Paul picked him up and slung him over his shoulder. Louis blew you a kiss as he got carried back to his room.