All the pretty girls can't measure to you

Chapter 1

Harry tried to keep a straight face as he sang, but it was difficult when he could hear Niall laughing maniacally somewhere behind him. He had no idea what the joke was, Niall just had the kind of laugh you couldn't help joining in on. He finished his solo and turned around to see Louis doing some kind of idiotic dance and Niall bent nearly double pointing and laughing at him. Harry let a wide grin split his face, grabbed a banana, and sat down to enjoy his favorite show which was Louis being - well, Louis.

His favorite boy was now running to the edge of the stage to catch something fairly big. He fell to the stage with a shout, prize clutched triumphantly over his head. Louis scrambled to his feet and took off at a dead run, shooting Harry an excited grin as he dashed past.

A super soaker. The little shit.

Harry giggled and looked around apprehensively. None of the boys were allowed to have water guns anymore since that time Louis had ruined thousands of dollars of equipment with one. The venue had not been happy. Louis hadn't been either, arguing loudly with their tour manager that he was "an adult," and they "can't just take away his toys." (No one had felt the need to point out the irony of that statement.)

The super soaker had to be almost full. Louis was shaking the last of a third bottle of water into it. By now everyone had seen what he was doing except - Harry shook his head - poor Liam. The obvious target of Louis' mischief was stood at the front of the stage conversing with the crowd, totally oblivious to Louis sneaking up behind him.

The poor guy never stood a chance. He turned around just as Louis started firing, catching a face full of water. Liam stood there in shock for a second, mouth dropped open, as Louis howled with laughter. He snapped out of it as Louis started firing again and tore off after him, both boys yelling. Louis was faster, but he got too distracted twisting around trying to shoot behind himself. Liam caught him in a corner and quickly wrestled his smaller body to the ground.

Zayn and Niall tried to break it up but honestly weren't any help at all. Niall got pulled to the floor immediately and just lay there incapacitated with laughter, howling and holding his sides. Liam wrested the gun away from Louis and started soaking him. Zayn jumped back, presumably trying to save either his leather jacket or his hair. Harry stood at a safe distance with his banana that he hadn't even managed to start eating yet, grin threatening to break his face.

Louis tackled Liam, and the super soaker skidded across the stage. Zayn grabbed it and backed away, smiling and shaking his head at Liam who was stretching both arms out towards him from his position on the floor, wearing his best puppy dog pout. A crew member scurried out to confiscate the unauthorized water gun from Zayn.

"Oh now look what you've done, that was mine!" Louis protested, scowling at Zayn with the fury of a thousand hedgehogs.

"Sorry bro," Zayn smiled dazzlingly and turned to the crowd. "In case you didn't know, Louis' not allowed to have water guns anymore cuz he-"

"Oh shut up!" Louis threw an empty water bottle.

Zayn ducked. "Cuz he won't act his age," he finished. The crowd screamed. Liam began singing the chorus of Act My Age in a high falsetto. Louis huffed and sauntered backstage to grab a towel. Harry followed without thinking, but stopped himself short of actually leaving the stage.

He sat down again and finally peeled open his banana. He could see Louis behind the wall, rubbing his hair with a towel. His tank top was soaked and clung sinfully to his chest and abs. Harry's skin suddenly felt hot. He absentmindedly licked the banana in his hand, a long swipe of his tongue.

Totally not how one eats bananas, he realized too late as Louis' movements stilled.

Harry's eyes traveled up his slick body to meet Louis', who was now frozen, staring at him with his mouth open. Harry flushed and quickly put the banana in his mouth the normal way, but Louis' eyes were now fixed on his mouth and Harry couldn't bring himself to bite it, not with Louis looking at him like that. Which left him with only one logical option. Harry poked his tongue out slightly and lowered his mouth even further onto the banana, then slowly slid all the way off with not even a nibble.