Run, Frat Boy, Run // l.s

Part 8

Louis and Niall, accompanied by their 3 closest friends, slowly crept along the street, trying desperately to remain unseen. They were on their last chance, if they were caught doing pulling a prank again, they would be kicked out of the school. One more strike and they were out.

Louis put his finger to his lips to quieten them down as they approached Harry's front lawn.

Just behind a tree, they huddled.

"So are we clear on the plan?" Louis whispered to the other boys.

"Yep, good to go." One of them replied and Niall gave a swift nod, indicating it was time to begin.

Two boys climbed up onto the roof before being handed 3 huge Greek letters, the letters of Louis' frat. They tore down the existing letters and replaced them with their own, smirking in triumph and their feat.

Louis watched and nodded when they were in place. Then, Niall and another guy pulled out their spray paint guns and began to cover the walls blue and orange, their colours.

The two boys on the roof pulled Louis up after he handed them a bag.

Once he was up, he took the bag and proceeded to climb further up the roof, all the while, Niall and his friend covered the house in their colours before adding some toilet paper and party poppers.

Louis smirked as he threw the bag over his shoulder and climbed higher. This was going to be his greatest prank yet, he thought to himself.

Once he reached the highest point, he began to move towards the chimney, followed by the two others.

When they were there, he turned to them.

"Are they in here?" He asked.

"Yep, 40 stink bombs, ready to go." One replied.

"All you have to do is drop them in and they'll go off when they hit the bottom." The other added.

Louis smirked and high-fived them both.

"Sweet." He smiled before tipping the bag upside down and letting the bombs fall through the chimney to where Louis knew they would land, in the centre of their living room.

With any luck, they would stink out the entire bottom floor.

Louis quickly stuffed the now empty bag in his back pocket before quickly scrambling to get off the roof.

Niall and the boys all congregated on the front lawn to admire their work. Louis smiled triumphantly and high-fived all his friends.

"Nice work, boys." He announced.

"Job well done." Niall added.

But they had taken too long.

Just as they turned to leave, the front door opened and Harry accompanied by his army of assholes, as Louis called them, came pouring through.

They were coughing and gagging, letting Louis know that the stink bombs worked, but they were ready to put up a fight.

"ATTACK!" Harry shouted from the porch as 6 guys all came running down the steps with water guns.

"Shit." Louis cursed before turning to run, but they had surrounded them.

They were moving past them to the road before turning back and advancing, blocking Louis' only escape.

"Fuck." Niall swore under his breath as they desperately looked around.

There was a long line of guys blocking their way back to the road, leaving their only way out was to go through the back garden, and even then, they probably weren't going to be able to get out that way.