What A Feeling // 1D AU ✓

Chapter 9

~But you've got stars, they're in your eyes,

And I've got something missing tonight~

Liam sat in the wet morning grass, painting the car. Inside, he heard Zayn screaming and the chef, Winston, cooking breakfast.

It was the morning of the break-in to get Perrie.

Once he made sure that the car did in fact have enough gas and looked perfect, he went inside to see the design team arriving. "Hi." A man wearing makeup stepped forward. Everything about him was beautiful and that shook Liam up. "I'm James. Are you Simon?"

"No, I'm Liam. You'll be dressing Harry and Zayn correct?" James nodded, his fleet of assistants bringing the makeup bags with them. "Where can we set up?"

"Umm, let me find Louis. He's in charge today." Liam took a step towards the stairs, cleared his throat, and then yelled. "LOUIS TOMLINSON!"

A moment later, Louis appeared at the top of the stairs, looking tired. "Set up in the office." He said, beckoning James and Liam to go down the hall. "I'll wake up Harry. Winston, have some tea ready for Zayn and Harry, would you?"

"On it!" Winston shouted back to him.

Liam showed James the office, and Zayn was hiding in there, under the desk. "Don't let them touch me." He begged Liam.

"Zayn, what are you going on about? It's going to be fine."

"What are those?" Zayn shrieked as one of the assistants pulled a large bundle of brushes out of a bag. Liam pulled Zayn out from under the table, and he sat in a chair.

"We're going to make this as painless as possible. Wow, you're amazingly pretty." James said, analyzing Zayn's face. Zayn blushed, and Liam stepped out of the room.

"Breakfast is almost ready." Winston said, setting plates out. Harry sat at the bar, sipping his tea with his hair in a bun. Louis was feeding Fin with a fresh bottle.

"Lottie's on her way to pick up Infinity for the day." He told Harry, who nodded. "You okay, love?"

"Do you think I'll be a hot girl?" Harry asked a pout on his face. "Will you still like me?"

"What?" Louis asked, taken aback. "Like when you're wearing the drag for the job? I like you, not how you look, you dummy."

"Well I like how you look." Harry said, looking at Louis with a hard to decipher look.

"Would you prefer I was a girl?" Louis asked, leaning in to kiss him.

"Probably, yeah." Harry said, skipping off to the office. Louis furrowed his brow, highly confused. He went upstairs, taking his daughter to get her diaper bag for Lottie and to get ready for the job. But by the time he got upstairs, Lottie was already walking in the door.

"I have coffee!" She yelled loudly.

Zayn ran out of the office first, looking wild with half-done makeup. "Thanks, Lottie." He said, taking his iced coffee with milk.

Liam walked by, half-dressed, for his snickerdoodle latte. "I'll take Harry's too."

Lottie followed Liam's directions upstairs to her brother's room. "I'm here for your daughter." Lottie said, coming into the room. Louis was just strapping her into the baby carrier and filling up the diaper bag.

"If we get caught, take her back home, okay? To her mom?" Louis said to Lottie, who was shocked by how seriously the conversation turned.

"Of course, Louis. But you won't get caught, right?"

Louis turned to her, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "God, I hope not."

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"Don't laugh." Harry said, after getting his outfit on. James was applying light changes to make Louis and Liam looked like different people, and Zayn was changing.

"I'm not going to laugh." Louis said, rolling his eyes. Harry walked in. "Jesus Christ, you're hot." Harry looked like a girl - James had done a beautiful job. A brown curly wig, beautiful makeup, but a trashy outfit based on the job.

Liam nearly fainted when Zayn walked in. He was even more beautiful dressed in drag. "We're almost done here." James told them, as his assistants started putting things away.

"Thanks a bunch, James." Louis shook his hand. "Simon will bill you."

"Of course." James had a tight smile. He held his card out to Louis. "For Liam. My personal number." Zayn sighed heavily, leaving the room. Louis took the card with a tight smile, and then walked them out the door.

"We have to go now or we're going to be late. Harry, time to pull the car around." Louis crossed his arms, no emotion in his eyes. "It's time."