Louis: "Looks like Louis found a new lady..." Harry texts you early one morning, A picture of a caramel-skinned girl with defined cheekbones and a blouse is groping Louis and Louis is smirking. What the hell? You quickly facetime video chat Louis' phone, worry and annoyance flashing through your mind. Was he cheating on you. "Hello?" the girl from the photo picks up, pushing her glasses up on her nose. "Look I don't know who you a-" you begin angrily, when suddenly those cheekbones and grin look familiar. "Oh my God, Zayn? Zayn!" You burst into laughter, watching him do a little spin, modelling his wig. "It's for the new video, don't think he's into drag now," Louis grabs the phone with a laugh and blows you a kiss, you can see Harry giggling in the background. "You scared the shit out of me! Zayn, you look good though, That lipstick is rockin," you snort, shaking your head. "Well we ought to get back to filming, still gonna meet me for coffee after? Or would you rather go with my sexy assistant Veronica here?" he points to Zayn. "I'll meet you, but I'm going to give ya a slap in the forehead for messing with me," you laugh. "Can't wait, love you," he grins, hanging up the call.
Harry: "So this is my character for the video," Harry says in his best nerdy American voice. "Marcel." You bite back a laugh and give him a good look up and down. "I'm supposed to be a nerdy marketing guy." You nod, leaning over and touching his hair and running your fingers along the knit vest. "Honestly," you admit, placing your hand on your chin. "You look damn good as Marcel." He raises an eyebrow with amusement and reveals a dimple. "Do I?" he replies, doing the move he'd done on Zayn as Veronica, pulling you closer by your hips and biting his lip. "EVERYONE ON SET, WE NEED TO FILM ANOTHER TAKE," the director shouts, snapping you both out of the moment. "Hey, Harry?" you ask, your eyes locked on his lips. "Bring that Marcel outfit home for later, would you?" you whisper softly in his ear, watching him raise his eyebrows happily and give you a nod. "See you back at the flat," you give him a quick kiss and giggle as he responds in his Marcel voice. "Cute as a button. I'll show you some math equations later, sweet stuff."
Liam: "I can't stop laughing," you manage between bouts of giggles, watching Liam as Leeroy do booty shakes and shimmies. "Your blouse goes great with your eyes!" he chirps in a Leeroy voice, fighting laughter as he wiggles his hips. "Liam, do a wall twerk!" Louis shouts, watching with Niall and Zayn from the couch. "Oh God," you laugh, shaking your head and watching Liam raise an eyebrow with a devilish grin. He never turned down a dare from Louis this days. "All right there, gorgeous!" he replies to Louis in his Leeroy voice, adding on a wink.
Zayn: "How do I look?" Zayn inquires, giving a little twirl and adjusting his fake boobs. "Zayn, you're a prettier girl than I am," you reply, raising an eyebrow. "Nonsense," he says quickly, shaking his head. "That's impossible, you can't be prettier than the prettiest girl in the world." You roll your eyes and blush. "So cheesy." He grins and kisses you, the two of you getting caught up in the moment until you realize your hands are tangled in his wig and his lips taste like lip gloss. Freaky. "Whoa, who are those girls hooking up in the corner?" you hear Niall mumble not far away. "Daayum." You and Zayn pull apart, biting back laughter. "Niall, ya pig," Zayn shouts, sliding off the wig. "I'm glad you like my Veronica costume."
Niall: "You don't even look like Niall," you laugh, looking at his Harvey get up. "Thanks, sweetcheeks, you want to star in a music video?" he replies in his character's voice, cupping your chin. "You're freaky good at accents," you snort, patting his balding head. "You're freaky good at being pretty," he retorts, still in his Harvey voice. "Thank you but I don't think I can kiss you until you're done with the shoot," you giggle, pushing him away. "It'd be like kissing an old man, frankly that's not a turn on." He laughs, his familiar laugh and frowns. "Hopefully the shoot is done soon, then. I'm not allowed to kiss you and also I'm not allowed to eat or else I'll mess up the prosthetic make-up. Damn it."
