One Direction Preferences

#92 You steal each others phones:

I wrote this upon request thanks to @uniquetroublemaker27 . This chapter's for you babe! I took a slightly different turn to your suggestion.
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HARRY:

"Harry!!" You called from your bedroom, after just getting out of the shower and realizing your phone was no longer sitting in it's place on the charging dock. After your third and fourth tries at calling his name and not getting a response you finally grabbed a towel to wrap around your body and walked down the hall into your living room only to find him quietly facing away from you, pretending to watch t.v. At this point you knew he was up to something. "Harold.." You mumbled. Slowly the chair he was in spun to face you. "Ye-woah. Hello there." He said looking at your body up and down. Although he was shirtless and his tan, tattooed torso was quite distracting, you kept your cool and with an unamused look upon your face you stretched your arm out and snapped your fingers, telling him to hand it over. "What..?" He asked innocently. "You know what Styles....my phone...give it." He looked genuinly confused. "I don't have it." "Harry seriously? I'm cold, just give it to me." At this point you were starting to get irritated, and he'd noticed. Instead of explaining himself he stood up and stepped forward, now towering over you. You kept your straight face as you looked up at him. "Now please." You said annoyed. "Alright..fine" He sighed. You held out your hand yet again. You began to grin as he pulled your phone out from his pocket and looked back down at you with a smirk. Then suddenly, with one swift movement he ripped your towel off and took off running across the house with your phone in one hand and your towel in the other. "Harry!!!" You screamed, attempting to cover your naked body. "I'm actually going to kill you now!" You yelled again before running after him completely naked. Just hopefully no one was looking in!
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LIAM:

"Will you call my phone? I can't find it anywhere." Your friend had lost her phone and was beginning to panic, and seeing as how you were backstage at an arena it'd be nearly impossible to find. "Yea sure." You said reaching into your hoodie pocket only to find yours was gone as well. You began patting your jean pockets and looking around in panic to find your phone. "What's wrong?!" She asked worriedly. "Mine's gone too." You said shakily. "What the hell." After a moment of silence she looked like she suddenly got an idea. "What?" You asked, confused. "...Niall..." Was all she said. Of course it seemed believable, Niall was always pulling pranks like this. After practically tackling him to the floor and searching his pockets he finally fessed up amidst his laugter. "LIAM! LIAM!" He screamed. "Don't call for help, just tell me where our damn phones are!" You yelled continuing to sit on his back, tickling him and pinning him to the floor. "I'm not calling for help you idiot!" He cried. "What?! What was that?!" You asked teasingly as you pulled one of his arms back. "OW GODDAMMIT!! I SAID LIAM! LIAM HAS THE PHO-OWH!! HE HAS YOUR FUCKING PHONES!" He squealed as you pulled on his arm a little harder. "Thanks Ni!" You said as you climbed off of him and pat him on the back. "Yea, you better be watching your back y/l/n." You laughed as you and your friend jogged away to go find Liam. Upon breaking into his dressing room you found both of your phones laid on a table with an envelope underneath of them. You and your friend shared a confused look as you both peered around the room to see if anyone else was there. After not seeing anyone you shared a mutual shrug and tore into the mysterious envelope. Inside were two tickets to the Lana Del Ray show upon which you and your friend both immediately began squealing and jumping in excitement before you even read the note inside. "OK OK CALM DOWN." You panted, trying to catch your breath. "Ok read the note already!!" She said excitedly. "OK, 'y/n, I know you're probably getting tired of watching our same show every night, so when I heard Lana was in town tonight I immediately called the Pavillion and got you and y/f/n front row seats. Hopefully you two aren't too mad about the phone prank! I love you and have a good time! -Li' " You finished reading the letter and looked up to y/f/n to see her with her hands clasped over her mouth. "AWHHHH he's such a sweeeetieeee." She cooed.
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