One Direction Preferences

Twister with the boys

Niall

New Years eve was standing in the house and since it was a big evening to celebrate, you had being invited to come with Niall to the boys party at Louis place. Way after midnight, the alcohol had done a good job on everyone of you, you decided to play a little Twister. So you were placed under Niall’s arm while Zayn’s leg was over your legs, making it hard to stay up from the ground.

“Jesus, Niall, you are killing me.” A groan leaves your mouth as Niall is ordered to move and moves over you so you were only centimeters away from the floor, holding yourself only by your weak arms that felt like pudding right now.

“Liam left hand green.” Perrie is the master of turning the arrow and making sure, that no one was cheating, Zayn, Niall, Liam and you were wrestling on the floor, limbs all over the place.

“Zayn, stop shoving your ass in my face, man.”  You hear Niall complain and Harry laugh from the couch.

“Move yourself.”

“[Y/N], right leg yellow.” You look at her in disbelief.

“Perrie, spin again, that must be wrong…” You hear Louis laugh, before you curse under your breath and spread your body to reach the yellow, now basically hovering over Liam, who is trying to hold himself up in an awkward position. This position was more comfortable than the last one, but still not comfortable enough for you to relax, since you were sitting on Liam’s body. You could hear Niall curse as he is supposed to move to another dot on the mat, before you finally hear Zayn breaking down with a deep groaning, leaving all of you to chuckle, but once he removes himself from the tangled bodies on the mat, all of you loose balance and fall together on a pile, you landing straight on Niall, who is moaning quietly.

“Bloody game…”

Louis

“I can’t move anymore…” You complain, closing your eyes once more while hearing the boys laugh about you, once you are spread out on the couch, eyes closed.

“But you surely did move good, Babe.” You open your eyes while rubbing your sides, where Zayn had landed on while playing twister. You loved those boys but their crazy ideas sometimes killed you. Harry and Niall were the last two still playing, tangling themselves together on the mat and trying their best to keep their balance and you moved closer to Louis to look over his shoulder to watch the two fighting for victory.

“Harry looks like a prezel.” You grin and Harry lifts his head to look at you, giving you a cheeky grin, before being ordered to move his leg to a red spot, his eyes screw in concentration.

“You were great, honey.” Louis is whispering in your ear and you chuckle deeply, knowing this was not your best feature. But yet you still blush slightly and kiss his cheek.

“We should play this more at home, you know.” You whisper into his ear, grinning now again and leaning into his arms, feeling his body vibrate as he is chuckling.

“Come on, Niall, stretch.” The boys were really good at this, looking to funny that not a single laughter could be held back. You saw Niall’s bum coming up in the air and snuggled closer to Louis.

“I want to play again…” You grin as you see how funny it was, having a great evening and suddenly, you felt Louis jumping up from the couch, pressing Harry down with a food on his stomach, push Niall over, sending everybody over the edge of laughter while the two were cursing quietly.

“Enough show off, guys… I want to prove my flexibility again!”

Harry