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Pranks

Luke:

“Yeah, he has no clue,” you giggle to your friend over the phone.

The front door opens and Luke, your boyfriend, steps in.

“I’ll call you later, bye,” you hang up and set your phone down on the counter.

“Who were you talking to?” Luke asks, giving you a peck on the mouth.

“Oh, just Danielle,” you mention one of your friends, “I had some time before you got home, so I made you a snack.”

“Thanks, babe,” Luke smiles at you before picking up an Oreo from the plate in front of him.

You’re already by the patio door, though.

“Oh my God, what did you do this?” Luke spits out the Oreo, dropping the other half.

He gags and spits out what’s left in his mouth.

“HA!” You yell, giggling before throwing the bottle of mayonnaise that you stuffed in your back pocket at him.

“Oh it’s on!” He chases after you.

Michael:

You follow your boyfriend, Michael, and his bandmates in to the rehearsal room.

Michael tugs you behind him, not seeing the smirk on your face.

After going to rehearsals with them yesterday, they went to some meeting while you said you were going to the grocery store.

You weren’t, though.

You actually stayed at the studio and decorated the whole rehearsal room, with the help of the sound guy, Matt.

“What the…?” Ashton stops his sentence as he opens the door.

The five of you step into the room, where Michael’s face is covering every space in the room.

Even the ceiling.

“Wow, babe. I knew you were self-obsessed but I didn’t know you were this self-obsessed,” you say to Michael, putting on an innocent act.

“Did you do this?” Michael asks you, dropping his hand from your own, instead choosing to wrap it around your shoulders.

“No, I went to the grocery store last night. Remember?” You ask him.

Matt walks into the room then, stopping at the sight of your entourage.

“Matt did you do this?” Calum asks, motioning around the room.

To your horror, Matt nods and points to you. “She did as well.”

“Matt, why?” Luke asks as Michael turns to you with a glare.

“She promised me cookies!” Matt raises his hands in defense.

“Y/N can’t cook for shit,” Michael exclaims.

“Mikey, I would say that I can, but that would be self-absorbed, and that’s your job,” you smirk at him as he glares at you.

Ashton:

“Hey babe, come here,” you call out to Ashton from your bedroom.

He walks in, opening the door and letting it bang into the wall.

He jumps as the loud sound of an air horn roars out.

You burst into fits of laughter, and he pulls back the door to see an air horn taped to the wall.

He huffs in annoyance. “Did you just call me in here to prank me?”

“Yes,” you say through giggles.

“I love you!” You call after him as he walks out of the bedroom.

Calum:

“What the fuck,” you hear Calum grumble from behind you over the running shower.

You grin, running the mascara wand over your eyelashes.

“What happened?” You question him, already knowing what happened.

“The soap isn’t getting soapy,” Calum explains.

You make a sound of approval, moving on to whatever you do after mascara.

“What did you do?” Calum demands, pulling back the shower curtain to see you.

“I didn’t do anything,” you tell him, continuing to stare at your reflection in the mirror. “Except put clear nail polish over the soap.”

“Get over here, you. I can’t clean myself now, so you can do it,” Calum pulls you towards the shower.

“I just did my makeup.”

“Oh well.”