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<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px 0px 6px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Niall:"You've got it babe!" Niall yelled. You peered over the platform you stood on, over the rain forest that the zip-line would take you across. You gulped and turned around. "I can't do it." You said, holding onto Niall. "What do you mean?" He asked with a frown. You shook your head, "I can't go across this, it's terrifying." He turned to the instructors and asked for them to give you a second, then put his hands on your arms. He rubbed your biceps. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. But this is fun, I promise. I won't let you get hurt." He held out his pinky and you curled yours around it. You stood by the edge again, ready to finally jump - and then getting another rush of anxiety. He held your hand. "We'll go together." He said, relieving you. The instructors buckled his harness with yours and you both jumped, feeling a rush as you zipped across the line.</li>
<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 6px 0px; background: #fdfdfd;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Liam:You laid on Liam's chest in bed, jumping a little every time you heard a clap of thunder. You tried to focus on the movie you and Liam were watching on his laptop, but you couldn't help being terrified by the thunder. You thought it couldn't get any worse - until the power went out. It was now pitch black except for the purple tint that the thunder gave off through the windows. "Hold on babe, I'll light candles." Liam said. He lead himself out of the room by the flashlight on his phone. You curled up in your bed, pulling the blanket above your head to avoid seeing or hearing the thunder. You nearly peed yourself when you felt a hand on your side. "It's me!" Liam yelled. You lifted the blanket from your face and looked at Liam. Candles illuminated the room and you could see him clearly now. "I guess we don't get to see the rest of that movie." He frowned. "But, we'll find another way to pass the time." He winked and ducked into the covers.</li>
<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 6px 0px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Harry:You knew it was a nightmare, but it felt so vivid that you couldn't ignore it. You turned on the lights and dialed Harry's number, waiting impatiently until he picked up. "Hello?" He said in a sleepy voice. "I had a nightmare." You told him. His tone instantly changed. "What about?" You started to tell him the details. "And then when I came home, you were a zombie and you tried to eat me!" You yelled. He started to shush you, "It's okay, it was only a dream. It's alright." He started to comfort you. "Think of something else," He said, "imagine that we're together, and we're on a beach. We're eating strawberries and dancing, having a good time." You smiled at the thought. "That sounds a lot better." "It sounds a lot better to me too. I don't want to eat you, you're icky." He teased.</li>
<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 6px 0px; background: #fdfdfd;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Zayn:You and Zayn cuddled on the couch in the living room. He was fast asleep snoring in your ear while you watched the ending to the movie you two were watching. As the end credits appeared you began to hear the sound of something tapping your window. You started to panic and shake Zayn. "Zayn? Wake up." You whispered. "What, what?" He said groggily. "I heard something outside." You told him, and he started to close his eyes again. "It's probably nothing," He said, wrapping his arms around you. "just close your eyes and go to sleep." You tried to take his advice but the sound came back, making you scream and pull the blanket over your head. "Zayn, please go look." You begged him. He got up, walking to the window as you watched from behind the covers. He peered out of the curtains and looked around, then returned to the spot on the couch. "It's a tree branch babe, nothing to worry about." He nuzzled his face into your shoulder and you finally fell asleep.</li>
<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 6px 0px 0px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Louis:You were minding your own business, doing laundry when you noticed it - a mouse. You screamed for Louis at the top of your lungs, making him run down the stairs in fear. "What's wrong?" He yelled from the doorway. He looked at you puzzled, seeing you crouched on top of the dryer. "There's a mouse!" You screamed, pointing to the corner. He laughed and reached down to pick it up. "This little guy? He's harmless!" He held the mouse, petting it with his thumbs. "See?" He tried to put the mouse near you but you screamed. "Don't do that Louis!" You were holding onto the wall behind the dryer for dear life. "Come on, babe, it's just a mouse." He said, making a second attempt. "Can you just bring it outside please?" You tried to stay calm but he brought it closer and closer to you each time. You slid off of the dryer, running from the room but he just followed you.</li>
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