HE CATCHES YOU TALKING TO YOURSELF

Zayn: "Oooh, you look goood," you mumble to yourself in the mirror, applying a coat of mascara. Suddenly Zayn's behind you laughing. "Oooo, you do look good," he parrots. You turn around and laugh at how silly you did sound. "That's right, I do," you tease, blowing him a kiss before he pulls you in for a real one. 

Liam: "Oh my GOD," you mumble, shaking your head at the TV. "That outfit looks so bad." You laugh at the television screen and toss a handful of popcorn in your mouth. "Your hair looks like you got electrocuted..." Suddenly, Liam walks into the room with an amused expression. "You should become like, a narrator for television," he laughs. "Your commentary is quite amusing." You toss a handful of popcorn at him and he catches a piece in his mouth. "You should become a spy," you tease. "your eavesdropping is quite amusing!" 

Niall: "Then you stir the flour in," you say to yourself. Sometimes when you cook, you like to pretend you're on a cooking show. "And add the egg, like this." You add the egg to the mixture then finish stirring. "Then you steal some of the batter, like this," Niall says out of nowhere, he dips a finger into the cake batter and licks it off. "Niall! How long have you been there!" you say, slightly embarrassed. "Long enough to know you should have a cooking show," he grins, licking his lips. "This batter is delicious by the way.." He eyes the bowl and you slide it away from him. "Wait till the cake is done!" you say, getting out a pan. "But you're a good cooking show host, and you're pretty..." he sing-songs. "Flattery gets you nowhere, Horan," you tease, scooping batter into the pan. "Well, fine. You can lick the spoon." 

Louis: You twirl in the mirror and admire your pretty gown. You were accompanying Louis to a red carpet tonight, your first red carpet ever. You grab a brush and stare in the mirror, fake crying and holding the brush as if it's an award. "I'd like to thank my parents for supporting me," you fake cry, pretending you've just won an award. "I'd also like to thank my best friend," you add, wiping away a fake tear. Louis walks in the room with a smile on his face and he stands behind you. "You forgot to thank your boyfriend!" You turn around and laugh. "Sorry, I have to work on my fake award acceptance speeches," you joke. He nods and takes the brush from you and holds it over his own head. "Learn from the best," he winks, proceeding to make his very own acceptance speech. 

Harry: "Where is the television remote..." you mumble to yourself, looking all around the couch and table. "If I was a television remote, where would I be?" you singsong, lifting up a couch cushion. "TV remote, where are you?" Suddenly you hear laughter and a smiling Harry is standing nearby. "I don't think it's going to answer you," he teases. You roll your eyes and stick out your tongue. "I know THAT," you reply. "It's over there, by the way, the TV remote told me to tell you he's on the kitchen table," Harry says laughing, pointing to the table where the remote sits. "Ha-ha, very funny," you say with a wink, happily grabbing the remote from the table. "The remote told me to tell you thank you," you say, giving Harry a quick kiss.

Qotd: Are y'all savage asf?
I can be super savage at times