In honour of St. Patricks Day.
Niall:
"Murllngahhr! Muhllinghurr! Mulnnngah!" Niall slurred. He was a drunken mess, and so were you. Niall had taken you to Ireland with him to celebrate his beloved country's day and you, Niall, Sean and a few of Niall's other friends had gotten wasted at a local Mullingar pub. "Ni-Niall." You hiccuped stumbling over to him. "Yeah babe?" Niall smiled drunkenly. "Your b-breath reeks. " You laughed. "Sorry b-babe." Niall chuckled smashing his lips to yours. Sean walked past as you and Niall fell backwards, straight onto him. "S-sorry Sean!" You giggled furiously as Niall continued to kiss your neck. "Kiss me, I'm Irish." Niall murmured lustfully as he kissed you harshly. Let's just say, you were sore and had a killer hangover in the morning...
Louis:
"Louis. You've had enough now." You said walking over to Louis who was on his sixth bottle of beer. "But (Y/N) the game." Louis whined. "You can still watch the game, just don't drink anymore beer." You said sitting next to him. "(Y/N) it's the St. Patrick's Day match. It's sort of a rule to drink." Louis sassed. "Well you should of thought of that before you drank four beers while watching Arsenal and Chelsea match." You giggled. "If I stop drinking, do I get sex tonight?" Louis asked. "Well you'll have to think of a better thing to say than 'kiss me I'm Irish' because I don't think that applies to you." You winked, getting up and walking into the kitchen.
Liam:
"Liam?" You asked looking around the living room for him. "Yeah?" He replied walking from the kitchen. "Wher- what are you wearing?" You laughed. He was all dressed up in green. Green everything. "It's St. Patrick's Day babe." Liam stated. "Well, I knew that. But what's with the green?" You giggled. "My best mate is from Ireland so best to pay respects." Liam smiled. "Liam, Niall is in Ireland, and I don't think he cares whether you wear green or not. Now tell me the real reason" You said. "Fine. I wanted to have some fun." Liam said sheepishly pulling out a pair of green fluffy handcuffs. "Hmm, not so innocent now are we Liam?" You questioned seductively.
Zayn:
"Zayn, Lou, what are you doing?" You giggled when you walked into the bathroom to see Lou with hair dye. "I lost a bet." Zayn sighed. "A big one too, Harry dared him to dye his hair green for St. Pat's Day if he didn't meet a deadline." Lou laughed, mixing the dye. "Zayn." You whined. "I'm sorry." Zayn chuckled. Half an hour and a lot of laughs later, Zayn's hair was green. "I think it suits him." Lou laughed pulling her gloves off. "Yeah, I've always wanted a boyfriend with different coloured hair." You giggled. "Maybe you should've dated Michael then." Zayn said bluntly looking into the mirror. "Don't worry Zayn, it's not permanent." Lou smiled. "I look like a dickhead." Zayn pouted. "I think you look sexy." You winked walking out of the bathroom.
Harry:
Harry being mates with Niall comes with perks, but Harry has become a little too attached to St. Patrick's Day. You like the colour green so it's no problem, but when Harry comes home with a bag from Victoria's Secret the day before, you get a little worried. "Harry?" You asked hen he walked into the kitchen with the bag. "What's in the bag?" You asked. "Swiggity swag what's in the bag." Harry smirked. "Stop quoting Dan and tell me please." You sighed. "Just something for you to wear tomorrow." Harry winked walking out. "That can't be good." You sighed following him up to the bedroom.
