Niall: "Ah, gotta work on my tan," he sighs, happily reclining on the beach blanket and sliding on his sunglasses. "Ah yes, the pale Irish tan is your specialty," you tease, patting his milky white skin. "My skin is just too Irish to tan, but I still try to get some color," he laughs, pulling you closer on the tiny blanket.
Harry: "You're darker than chocolate," you poke his golden tan skin and shake your head. "I prefer the term golden delicious, thank you," he replies with a smirk, toying with your hair. "What can I say? I tan like a pro."
Liam: "You look so golden and lovely," you compliment, running your fingers over his arms. "So do you," he replies, nuzzling your neck and squinting at the sun. "What do you say we skip the tanning and go for a swim?" You nod and quickly jump off, running to the pool. "Last one there's a rotten egg!"
Louis: "Babe, can you rub some sunscreen on my back? I can't reach," you ask, lying flat on the towel with the sunscreen in hand. "This sounds like the beginning of a porno," he jokes, causing you to laugh as he carefully rubs sunscreen on your skin. "You would know," you retort, playfully swatting his hand.
Zayn: "Don't fall asleep in the sun like last time," you advise, recalling the time his "tan" had turned into very painful sunburn. "Don't let me fall asleep like last time," he replies with a smirk, lying next to you on the over-sized towel. "Don't worry, I'll find a way to keep you awake," you says softly, your breath tickling his ear.
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