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The Boys Say Something Sexual About You & He Gets Upset

The Boys Say Something Sexual About You & He Gets Upset

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Harry- You'd had a long day at uni and had come home and taken a very long, much needed shower. You realized halfway through, however, that you were out of shampoo.

You quickly turned off the water, grabbing a towel off the rack and wrapping it around yourself. You left the bathroom, running downstairs to grab an extra bottle from the closet, but as soon as you turned the corner from the hallway, you were shocked to find all 5 of the guys sitting around the table and drinking beers.

They looked up at you all at once and you tightened the towel around your body, "I...uh...I forgot shampoo," you casually opened the closet and grabbed a bottle, "Sorry," you blushed.

You saw Harry smack Niall's arm as he stared at you, "Ouch!" he said and glared at Harry.

"Hey, Y/N. How about you drop the towel?" Louis smirked and you saw your boyfriend's eyebrows fly up.

He stood up, walking over and standing in front of you, "The fuck Louis!"

"It was just a joke," Lou said sheepishly.

"Quit looking at her!" he snapped at them all simultaneously as he nudged you through the doorway.

As you walked down the hall, you heard him yell at them some more as they teased him, "C'mon, Harry. We just want a peek!" Louis laughed. You could practically feel his glare, even from all the way down the hall.

Louis- Your time visiting Louis on tour had been amazing, but there was a knot in your stomach as you woke up on the last day. You rolled over to face him, finding him already wide awake.

He trailed a hand up your bare body under the sheets as he whispered, "Good morning, love."

"Morning Lou," you slid closer to him, "How'd you sleep?"

He laughed, "You know full well I barely slept at all considering how late we were up," he gave you a mischievous look, his hand moving back down to your waist.

"Oh, so you must be way too tired to pick up where we left off..." you hinted, jokingly pulling away.

"Now, I never said that," he laughed, pulling you on top of him. He met your lips with his, softly, before making his way to your neck. You moved your hands up his sides, pressing your body against his.

"When's my turn?" you heard a laugh from the doorway. Louis jumped, moving you off of him and pulling the sheet up to cover your chest.

"Get the hell out, Liam!"

"Hey, I'm just saying, looks like Y/N knows what she's doing," he said, but he was gone before Louis had a chance to respond.

You could tell he was pissed, you slid closer to his, resting a hand on his chest, "Did you see the way he looked at you? Like a damn piece of meat..." he spat.

"Shhhh, calm down," you whispered, "He's just jealous he isn't getting any," you laughed. That made him smile.

"I guess you're right," he kissed your forehead, "Especially not from my girl."

Niall- You were all meeting at Zayn's to swim in the pool and you were excited. You loved the water, plus you'd bought a new bikini you knew would drive Ni crazy.

You heard all the guys already out in the back so you let yourself in and changed in the bathroom. Grabbing a towel from the pile in the kitchen, you quietly slipped out the back door, joining them all by the pool.

Niall's reaction was definitely as expected...you just hadn't thought that the other boys would notice as much as they did. As soon as your foot touched the concrete of the poolside, you were met with the loud whistle of a cat call.

"Damn, Y/N! Looking hot!" shouted Harry, looking at Niall and nodding in your direction.

"Take it off!" joked Louis as Liam winked at you.

You could see Niall's fists clench, but Zayn's comment was the one that pushed it over the edge, "Meet me in my room in 10?" he smiled, eyeing you up and down.

"Jesus Christ guys!" Niall stood, "Y/N, we're leaving."

"Calm down, Niall," Liam interjected.

"Lay off my fucking girlfriend!" he shouted, grabbing your arm and pulling you back in the house.

"Ni..." you tried to calm him down.

"Oh no, Y/N," he wouldn't listen, "I don't want them near you until they get it into their minds that you're mine," he wrapped a towel around your body.

Liam- "So, Y/N...how's Liam in bed?" Zayn joked as you blushed bright red.

You felt Liam's body tense as he put a hand protectively on your leg. You weren't sure how to respond, but Harry chimed in before you even had a chance, "I can show you a good time if you need it, Y/N," he laughed.

You knew they were joking, but you also knew that Liam was pretty sensitive about your sex life. You didn't want him to feel insecure, because it was no lie that he was damn good in bed.

"Louis, I swear to-" Liam started, but you interrupted him.

With a sly smile you glanced at Louis, "I'm not much into downsizing."

Shocked by your boldness, Louis' mouth dropped a little. You could feel Liam smile as you leaned back, making a point of rubbing your hand on his thigh.

He raised his eyebrows, looking towards Louis, "Nice try, Tommo."

Zayn- You'd been out shopping all day, but you were surprised to come home to an empty house. Exhausted, you dumped all your shopping bags on the kitchen counter, convincing yourself you'd take care of them tomorrow.

You went straight to the couch, collapsing in front of the TV for a little downtime. It wasn't long before you heard the front door open and the racket that is One Direction enter your apartment. You stood up, excited to see Zayn after the long day. Making your way to the kitchen, you heard the harsh sound of crumpling paper and laughter.

When you got to the doorway, it took a few moments to register what was happening. But as soon as Liam reached into your Victoria's Secret bag from earlier, you knew you were in for hell.

"How about a little fashion show, love?" he winked, holding up a black thong. Your face turned bright red. But at that very moment, Zayn returned from God knows where. The look on his face was priceless.

"What the hell!" he said in surprise, grabbing the lingerie from the guys hands and shoving it back in the shopping bags.

You covered your face with your hands, mortified.

"Looks like someone was planning something special," Harry said slyly, looking you up and down.

"Get out!" Zayn grabbed Harry's arm and shoved him towards the front door, "You too!" he motioned to the other boys.

As the door finally shut, you looked up at Zayn, still bright red, "I'm sorry, babe," he came and wrapped his arms around you.

"It's alright," you laughed, still embarrassed.

"No, it's not. That wasn't any of their damn business," he kissed your forehead.

You decided to get over the embarrassment, you'd bought the lingerie for a reason and the guys weren't going to ruin your night, "It is yours, though," you trailed your hands down his chest.