Q: Do you ever fight? And what’s the pettiest argument you ever had?
All: The shower!
C: We were getting in the shower, and it’s supposed to be 5 minutes per girl, but I took longer than 5 minutes.
N: You took so long.
WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT ALL OF THIS
LOOK AT HIS CUTE PANTS AND THE LITTLE DRAWSTRING
LOOK AT THE FACIAL HAIR THE LIPS THE EYES
THE MOTHERFUCKING SWEATERPAWS
LOOK AT HOW CUTE HIS SWEATER SITS ON HIS SHOULDER OMFG
HIS FUCKING DEFINED CHEST WHAT THE EVER LOVING HELL
THE FUCKING HAIR PEAKINGOUT FROM THE BACK I CANT CONTAINMYSELF IM GETTING SO FRUSTRATED CAN I TOUCH LOUIS PLEASE
Matty pranking Harry
Matty: It’s insane, it’s not, aaah
Nick: Say Niall said it would be fine
M, whispers: What am I gonna say, what am I gonna say
H: Hello, mate!
M: Hello, Harry, how are you mate?
H: You okay?
M: Yeah I’m good, how are you?
H: I’m alright, thanks
M: It’s nice to speak to you, sorry I’ve never rung you before now, it’s quite a bad time to ring you, so early.
H: No worries
M: Em yeah, I’m just wondering, this is gonna sound ridiculous, but em, is there any way - I tried to get in touch with Niall, and I was wondering, eh, I need like, eh, basically like five grand, and I’m in Chalk Farm and I’m having a bit of an emergency and I know it sounds ridiculous, I know it does, but it’s actually quite a serious situation, and I’ve got two guys in here, in a phonebox with me, one of them keeps pointing at a photo of Marco and it’s really weird, I don’t know what that means. Em, and it’s really threatening, so do you reckon you could give Niall a ring and see if he can come down and sort me the cash?
H: Yeah, we’re in, uh, we’re in Bristol.
M: I could try The Wanted, do you have any of their numbers?
H: Hang on, let me, um, let me get, let me go and I’ll get my assistant to call you and she’ll sort it out
M: Okay, that’s perfect, thanks mate, make it as quick as possible,
H: Alright, bye
how the irish deal with straight vodka
how the british deal with straight vodka
remember that interview where Louis put his hand behind Harry and Harry was just like ‘o’
|Ashton:||"All we seem to do is talk about sex." You said to Ashton as you pushed him away playfully. "You do realize that?" You slid to the other side of the couch, picking up your drink and taking a sip. "I know, but what else can we talk about? We're just fuck buddies." He replied with a shrug. You scrunched up your nose slightly. You really liked Ashton, but some of the things that came out of his mouth made you cringe. "Yeah, yeah. You're right. We can't cross that line." You mumbled to an agreeing Ashton. If only he knew.|
|Calum:||"She's got a boyfriend anyway." Calum said to the guys as they sat around the table. "So?" Michael replied as if you having a boyfriend wasn't even a factor in Calum trying to ever ask you out. "Who cares?" He said, leaning back in his chair. Luke coughed awkwardly before speaking up. "What Michael actually meant was that just because she has a boyfriend doesn't mean you can't show her what she's missing." He finished with a smile, but soon stopped smiling when Michael flicked the back of Luke's head and mumbled a 'shut up' under his breath.|
|Luke:||"You've got your tongue pierced anyway." Luke spun around in the chair as you sat on the higher chair across from him. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Luke asked for the fifth time since you left the hotel. "Yes, Luke. Shut up." You laughed. "You have your lip pierced. I want my tongue pierced." You smiled with a shrug. "Plus, I heard oral is feels a lot better with a tongue piercing." You winked at your boyfriend, watching as his cheeks reddened slightly. He was always like that towards sexual comments. When Luke was about to reply, the tattoo artist walked back into the room. "You ready to do this?" He asked and you nodded with a smiled.|
|Michael:||"Now we're on the bed in my room." You hushed Michael as he made a loud grunt when he fell onto your bed. "We have to be quiet." You whispered, while moving on top of him. Michael grabbed your hips, moving you even closer to him. "Sorry." He mumbled, leaning in so he could connect his lips to yours once again. It was a quick kiss as he focused on traveling his hands up your shirt. "Sneaking around is kind of hot though." He chuckled against the skin of your neck, squeezing your side.|