Harry- “And and we danced!” you slurred turning around grinding on Harry. “Hey hey babe,” he said huskily. You looked around noticing the boys around you both asking you to go home. “What baby?!” You giggled loudly. “Are you wearing a .. a..” he gotten lost in his words when he suddenly tugged your pants down, exposing your new thong. Your eyes widened and you were sober instantly. “Harry Edward Styles we are going to have a long discussion when we get home.”
Liam- Blinking you looked around. All of the boys and the 2 other pool patrons were starring at your bathing suit. “Look you cunt,” you screamed at Louis who pulled your swimming skort down. “I kept it on for a purpose. I was saving the grand reveal for our honeymoon.” The patrons turned away and looked any where else.
Louis- “C’mon,” he grunted as he tugged your skirt down. He pulled your shirt off already. Suddenly 4 boys burst into the room starring at you. Louis’ bulge gone down immediatley. You tied your shirt back on, and pulled your skirt up in embaressment.
Niall- “I dare you to get down to your bra and panties,” Niall said deviously. Harry murmured something, and the minute you turned to see what he said, Niall ripped your pants down to your ankles. He got nex to your ear, and grumbled, “Only making my willy harder before bedtime.”
Zayn- It was a party, and yeah, maybe you did have one to many drinks, but the moment a drunk Liam tore your pants down to your ankles the only thing you were not comprehending was why Liam would. You screamed, ripped them up your legs, and slapped him, running off just for Zayn to follow you in sorrow.