WTF One Direction up close in personal. A One Direction FanFic

Niall Horan (from one direction) lay on the couch eating a taco when Harry Styles swept in and stole his taco which was Harry's favorite food. 

'Mahaha! Pay back for my carrots! Take that Nialler!"

"Okay," said Niall standing up grabbing the taco and walking away.

Dammit my  lack of  ninja instincts fail me once again. Thought Harry he wasn't functioning properly from his great lack of tacos.

 Then daddy direction Liam strolls in causally. He sniffs the air, not sure why but he did. "Tacos? Harry no tacos we have dinner soon."

Harry stared at him dumbfounded "Do you see a taco?" cried Harry

"Yes." said Daddy direction pointing to the  teporairy tatoo of a taco on Harry's arm. Supid Zayn he'd put in on him. He claimed it'd looked cool. Louis was sitting on the couch watching TV Harry came and sat next to him. Zayn was sleeping on the couch he sleeps almost all the time. Harry and Louis looked at each other with evil exspressions on their faces. Slowly they counted in a whisper to three then dog piled on Zayn.

"Zayn rolled over out of bed startled he was about to yell at them when he saw him in the mirror out of the corner of his eyes. HOLY SHIT MY HAIR! THE IDIOTS CAN WAIT BUT MY SEXY HAIR CAN'T!! he thought as he rushed to the mirror in a panicy fashion. The boys took this oppertunity to book it. There really wasn't really a place to hide in a tour bus but they were on tour. They came to the kitchen to see Niall rumaging through the fridge.

"Still hungery taco dream killer?" asked Harry with a nagitive tone

"Yes." He rumage until he found some left over Mcdonelds! Yes! He put it in the microwave. He stared inmpatently until it dinged. When it did he grabbed it as fast as it could it did the hot photato dance then dropped the cheese burger on the table. A breif thought of taking it crossed Harry's mind but he did not want to lose his hand. Hands many come in handy sometime.

 Nial was about to take a bite of left over cheeseburger when he he heard a girlie scream. Just then Zayn came running out of the bathroom. He was holding a bottle of gel. 

"I'M OUT OF GEL!" he said the most dreadful words he ever said.

All boys besides Zayn started busting up laughing. No one was aware this was no laughing matter, to Zayn. He was not the least bit amused his hair would die from lack of volum and he'd would go the rest of the trip bailed like Harry. What? You didn't think Harry's afro is real didja? Hope not. Zayn ran sceaming to Paul about his hair crisses. Paul told him he was over reacting and  could get more gel when we stop in New York for the next concert. He then grew angry and started running back in forth cross the bus. Hudiling in their direction the boys formed a mentally diabled circle. Seriuosly this circle was exstreme shit. Zayn was trapped he glanced over he realised there was only 'One Direction' to go. He made a B-line for the bathroom. He made it without being captured by the enemy. He began to cry, when he remembered he had exstra hiden in his bag. He rushed over and grabbed it he put in his hair and stared intensly into the mirror. He smiled in the mirrior could he get any sexier? Well could he? The answer is no unless he was with me because i put the mexy in smexy!

All boys were so tired and they had to perform tomorrow, it jus wasn't fair to Harry be a part of a famous boy band and a circous freak. He has 4 nipples, not creepy or anything it's kind of sexy actually. HAHA! I bet you just reread that to make sure you aren't going crazy. Unless you're friends with me because you'd know that I am crazy, beause u are also crazy.