Meeting 1D In Your PJs Is Not Fun

Mystery Liquid

Liam POV

“Are you done yet? Steph’s going to be up any minute.” I yell-whispered to Niall, who was in the girl’s bathroom; setting up our prank. Finley groaned and rolled over. Louis and I froze. She mumbled something about Niall—the husky or the human; we don’t know—and fell back asleep. I exhaled and impatiently waited for Niall.

I couldn’t take it and opened the door. Niall was zipping up his trousers, holding Steph’s toothpaste. It was completely wet. I noticed that Finley’s was the same.

“What took you so long?!” I waved Niall out and washed both containers. Niall smiled sheepishly.

“It wouldn’t get in!” I rolled my eyes and quietly placed them in the girl’s drawers. “Did you shake them?” Niall shook his head. Oh, well. It was too late now. I quickly ushered Louis and Niall out. After shutting the door behind me, I fist bumped the boys and silently celebrated. Harry tip-toed up to us from the kitchen.

“Did it work?” He whispered. I nodded. He fist pumped the air and tip-toed back to tell Zayn.

“Now, everyone go back to bed. Because we normally wouldn’t be up at this hour,” It was 9 AM. The lads nodded and Zayn yawned. Before Niall left, I caught his arm. “Did you set up the camera?”

Niall’s mouth curved into a smile. “You know I did.”

An hour later, a scream erupted from the girl’s room. I was startled out of my uneasy sleep. Smiling, I rolled out of my bed and strutted to the girl’s rooms. Harry was already leaning against the door frame, watching. I walked up behind him and clapped my hand on his shoulder. He glanced back and smirked.

Through the door, I could see the bathroom door wide open, flooding light into the bedroom. It was a glorious sight!

Steph was screaming. She had somehow jumped onto the top of the counter, wearing Zayn’s black Elvis shirt and sweats. She was screaming at her toothpaste bottle, which was still rocking back and forth on the floor. Yellow liquid was pouring out of it. Finley had gotten up to see what the whole commotion was about. She had seen the yellow liquid and had also jumped onto the counter. Right now, they were clutching each other, screaming at it together. By now, Louis, Niall, and Zayn had all joined me and Harry.

As soon as Lou saw it, he burst out laughing. I had been containing my laughter, so I popped and joined Louis. Harry began chuckling and then fully laughed. Niall and Zayn were already rolling on the floor, laughing.

Startled by our laughter, Steph looked up and saw all of us, in a dog pile, laughing. She shook a still screaming Finley and jerked her head toward us. Finely immediately stopped screaming and leapt off the counter. Noticing that she was charging, I shook Harry shoulder and he yelped. We all bolted up and ran into Niall’s room. Louis was the last one in; screaming and waving his arms in the air. As soon as I slammed the door closed, Finley rammed against it. I bounced back with the force of the girl, but quickly retaliated. She slammed against the door two more times, but it sounded like Steph stopped her.

Frantic whispering and even some yelps of pain floated through the door into our ears. Footsteps receded from the door and scrambled to what sounded like Harry’s room.

I sighed in relief and dropped to the ground, chest heaving. Niall was in an odd place. His head and part of his chest were squished up against the carpet and his legs were in a tangle with Harry’s on the bed. Zayn was chuckling on his back, next to me while Lou was lying on top of Harry on the bed.

“Lou Bear, get off me.” Harry shoved Louis off him and Louis landed on Niall’s back. Niall’s groan was muffled by the carpet.

“Oops; sorry Nialler,” Louis applied his fake-innocence face and shrugged. Niall swore at Louis, who gasped. “If I had a bar of soap, I would wash out your mouth!” Niall stuck his tongue out and slowly began untangling his legs from Harry’s.

I chuckled and watched Harry trying to grab Niall’s legs. A sudden thought occurred to me. “Harry, why would the girls want to go to your room?” Harry froze and blushed. I stood up and walked over to Harry; who seemed to become very interested in Niall’s sheets. “Hazza…”

Harry avoided my gaze. “ImighthavestolentheNerfguns…” I might have stolen the Nerf guns…

Before I could scold him, the door burst open and Nerf darts shot through the door and hit us.

“HIDE!” I jumped over Harry and hide behind Niall’s bed.

Finley came out--sporting full Nerf body armor--Louis’ N-Strike Vulcan EBF-25 and Harry’s N-Strike Pistol Maverick Blaster. She shot at Harry who was still sitting stunned on the bed. He yelled and rolled off the bed. Finley shot Zayn, who was scrambling to open the bathroom door. He was down after a few rounds. Finley moved out of the way and Steph came in. She was wearing body armor like Finley’s and was shooting at me with my Recon CS-6. Tucked into her belt were Zayn and Niall’s Nite Finder EX-6. I dodged the darts and army crawled to Louis. (Yeah, that’s right. I did my homework!)

“Should we surrender?” My hand was inching toward Niall’s white sheets. Louis shook his head and reached under Niall’s bed and pulled out two Nerf Strike Raider Rapid Fire guns; grinning.

“I knew that hiding these would come in handy.” I grinned and loaded my darts. Soon, we were firing back at the girls, who had taken refuge behind the door.

Minutes later, the girl’s ran out of darts. Louis and I advanced; guns ready. We found them, searching for extra darts. I pressed my guns against Steph’s back. “Drop the gun. Slowly. And turn around; hands where I can see.” A clatter and Steph dropped her gun. She slowly knitted her fingers behind her head and turned. I glanced back and saw that Louis had done the same to Finley. I suddenly had an idea.

“Take off your body armor and come with me.” Steph frowned, but shrugged the armor off. By now, the lads had crowded me and Lou. Zayn grabbed his Nite Finder and handed Niall’s his gun. Harry scooped up his Maverick and Louis had taken his Vulcan from Finley. I quickly kicked my Recon away from Steph and prodded her forward; toward the living room.

Once we were in the living room, I made Steph open the door and I poked her out. Her eyes widened with understanding and tried to turn back. Zayn scooped her up and hung her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Screams told me that Niall had done the same to Finley. We marched to the dock and I saluted to Zayn and Niall. Louis and Harry mimicked me and Zayn and Niall nodded. They turned and chucked the girls into the cove; clothes and all. They both screamed the whole way down.

Steph was the first one to pop back up. She looked…happy. She swam around and waited for Finley to come back up.

She never did.

Steph began panicking when she didn’t see any bubbles. “Finley? FINLEY?!”

Oooooooo.