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(1D) You Hack Each Others Twitters

You Hack Each Others Twitters

Louis: Louis always leaves his phone lying around everywhere carelessly so as a punshiment and for personal enjoyment you decide to pick up his phone that he left on your nightstand when he left for work. You then went on Twitter to write this on his account @Louis_Tomlinson: “Man do I got a big round arse or what! :D x”After you hit send the phone went buzzing out of control with replies to the tweet. You smiled, deed done. Louis arrives a hour later and you hide his phone back to where you found it while you run to the kitchen and prepare dinner. “Hey babe” he says walking in. “Hey” you say not turning around to face him. “So uh I was wondering if you can help me out with something” he says back. “Yeah sure whatcha need Lou?” you say as you turn around to meet his gaze. “Well I was wondering if you can tell if I have a big arse or not” he says as he turns around and bends. “Uh it looks fine Lou, i guess” you say unsured to what he was talking about. “Does it look round too?” he says. “Wait a minute..” you say as you begin to realize what he was doing. “I knew it!” he says jumping up to your direction. “Now where’s my phone?” he says. “You should really learn not to leave your phone lying around everywhere ya know!” You shout as he runs up the stairs to get his phone. Seconds later he comes down the stairs with phone in hand. “Wait how did you even find out?” you ask. Little did you know that management keeps control of the tweets and confronts the boys when their tweets are a little overboard. He ignore’s your question so you look up at him who’s not on his phone but..”Lou why do you have my phone” he then laughs while typing something. “LOU GIVE IT BACK!” You chase him with a wooden spoon around the table while he’s still typing. “And send” he says as he presses a button. He throws the phone to you. You quickly check your twitter. You gasp. “Really Lou! My breasts are big and pointy!” he then laughs and runs away as you begin chasing him again.

Zayn: You were gushing nonstop on how much you wanted these cute matching t-shirts that you saw in the store the other day. Zayn wasn’t much of a matching guy, he liked to do things on his own. You decided while he went to the bathroom to snatch his phone from the counter and you wrote on his Twitter @ZaynMalik: “Hey guys lets trend #(y/n)andZaynShouldGetMatchingShirts :)x” and send. You quickly placed the phone on the counter as you heard the flushing noise in the bathroom go on. You went back to doing whatever you were doing as Zayn came out. His phone was buzzing like crazy. You gulped. He went to his phone and checked his Twitter which was where the buzzing was coming from. “Hey I never tweeted that” he says. “(Y/n) did you tweet this while I was in the bathroom?” he says holding up his phone stepping closer to you. “Uh-no” you say looking down at the floor while bitting your lip. “You sneaky sneaky girl..” he says with a smirk. “Wow its even started to trend worldwide” he says looking at his phone. “Yeah I guess you wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans by lying to them now would you?” you say smiling up at him. “Ugghh I hate when your right, c’mon lets go to the store” mission accomplished. You arrived back at the house an hour later with your shirts on. “I’m so instagraming this and twittering this” you giggle as you pull out your phone. “Hey does this top make me look fat?” he says. “Wow your such a girl sometimes you know?” you laugh.

Liam: You were reading an article about how some fan stole Liam’s underwear while he was on tour and noticed the Twitter comments to it. You and Liam never kept secrets from each other. He’d even given you his own Twitter username and password. For the past few days he hadn’t been answering your calls and you became worrysome. You missed him terribly. You sent him multiple tweets, still nothing (he usually replies back within an hour or so but he didn’t). So you had an idea. You went on his Twitter and decided to write something just for personal fun. @Real_Liam_Payne: “Hey guys sorry i haven’t beenn on lately, i’m just reallyyy upset that sum1 stole my boxers so now i’ve become mr. penis payne!” You felt guilty at first but you thought maybe you’d have a little fun since he’s gone and maybe if he checks his twitter he’ll know its you and call you so you can finally talk after 3 days of nothing.You forgot that he knows your username and password too so as soon as he got the message he went on your account and wrote this as a reply @y/t/n: “@real_liam_payne u should send that in my ‘one’ direction ;)x” he writes on your twitter account. You receive a buzzing on your phone. You gasp. Minutes then you receive a call from Liam. You answer. “Liam James Payne how-” “(y/n) that wasn’t me, well i was going to write something on your account in reply but Louis grasped my phone from me and wrote that instead”. “Oh” was all you said with a giggle. “Why did you write that?” he asks. “You weren’t answering my calls and I know you receive twitter messages on your phone”. “Oh looks like someone missed me” he says with a chuckle.

Niall: Niall always hacks your phone when he’s drunk so you decided to put a lock password on it. One day after a long day of doing errands you decide to take a nap, Niall always comes later than you but not today. As you get into your bedroom you see a very what seems to be passed out Niall on the bed with a note taped to his forehead. The note read: “Niall’s drunk, i took the liberty in bringing him home and brought him to his bed- Zayn.” Was all it read. You were correct. You had to thank Zayn later. You lie on the bed near him and fall fast asleep. About an hour later Niall wakes up. He, (still drunk) notices your phone near the nightstand and snatches it tiptoeing very loudly out of the room. As he turns it on he notices a password screen. “Damn it!” He shouts in a whisper-yell. He tries so many combinations then he tries “Nialler” it said password accepted. “Wow who would’ve thought” he says shaking his head while smirking. You never guessed he’d figure out your password while drunk. He goes on your Twitter and writes. You wake up to the sound of Niall’s remarks and creep downstairs. You see Niall in hands of your phone and smirk.  As you step closer your smirk begins to fade once you realize that Niall figured out the password. You still creep up quietly and snatch your phone from behind. “Hey!” he shouts. “You’re too late anyways” he slurrs as he’s about to fall from his chair. You gasp. He was on your Twitter. He wrote dozens of very sexual tweets on your account. One said “gotta have my Irish d*ck” another said “Niall’s got a sweet arse” and another said “he must b Irish cuz he cums a rainbowe in me pot o’ gold (;” and there were many more. You half laugh of his horrible grammar. You start deleteing them as fast as you can but your too late. Things started to trend. You were suprised at fans that they realized on one trend that said #NiallDrunkHackingOn(Y/n)Account and you were thankful. You went on your twitter and wrote many apologizes but this was the last straw you had on Niall’s drinking habits you were going to give Niall a earful of all of this the next day when he is sober.

Harry: Harry never knew you had a Twitter. You knew he had a Twitter though. You had a Twitter but haven’t used it ever since you were dating Harry Styles. Also you never told anyone because you use to be a fan of One Direction before Harry and you had a lot of “stuff” on there. You don’t know how but some fan eventually found your Twitter and the word spread and Harry found out as well. Harry one day was looking through all your tweets and found some stuff about him like dirty fanfics and others connected through your Tumblr. You were at work and you didn’t know Harry found out until your phone started buzzing. It was a reply on Twitter from Harry and he wrote a reply to one of your fanfictions. @Harry_Styles: “@y/t/n I never knew you could be so dirty purrr (;” You froze not knowing what to do. Luckily your shift ended early so you rush home. You come home to see Harry on his computer scrolling through all of your old tweets. “Harold Edward Styles!” you shout. He turns around shocked. “Are you stalking me?” you said. “Uh..” he says. You grab his phone thats near you and start going on his Twitter “oh look i’m Harry and i’m going to tweet something” you say as your run away. “Oooo I like when you get fiesty” he says with a cheeky grin and runs after you. You run to the nearest room and lock it as you begin tweeting. @Harry_Styles: “I just want everyone to know that i like stalking my gf’s @y/t/n twitter..” and while Harry was still looking for you, you added a few more hilarious tweets to spare time. “And done!” you say as you open the door and see Harry out of breath waiting outside the door. “Right on time Styles, right on time” you say with a wink as you throw the phone to him and walk away like a boss. (:p)