It’s been a long few months on tour with the boys. Every
night they would bombard your hotel room as if they didn’t have their own. You
made the usual late-night snacks and waited for the boys to burst in.
“3…2…1…” You count aloud to yourself, and like magic the
boys come in on their after concert high.
“Hi Y/N!” They all shout plopping on the couch.
“Hi boys.” You chuckle, carrying the popcorn, chips, and
drinks over. “No one help me. I got it.” You say.
“Okay.” They all respond mindlessly turning on Netflix.
“Ungrateful.” You joke, taking a seat next to Luke. “So, what
are we watching tonight?” you ask.
The boys scroll without responding. “I swear I am invisible
to all of you.”
“Nope.” They all say in sync.
You dramatically throw yourself across all their laps.
“Y/N!” They whine.
“Mikey, Cal, Ash, Luke!” You mock.
“Do you need attention?” Luke asks and your heart flutters.
You know you have no chance with any of these boys, but you have a soft spot
for each of them.
“She always needs attention.” Ashton replies.
“Excuse me?!” You scoff.
“He’s not wrong.” Michael smirks.
Cal is ignorant to it all picking a show in the background.
“What other flaws do I have? Please do tell.” You speak,
clearly offended.
“Sometimes you burn the popcorn.”
“Or pick out the wrong soda.”
“Or you don’t have after show alcohol.”
They go on and on until you can’t take it anymore. “If you
so much as say one more word, I’ll change your Netflix password when you’re in
the middle of the show and not tell you.”
The boys could see your seriousness and pulled you into a
group hug.
“We love every bit of you, Y/N.”
“That you have the snacks ready when we walk in.”
“That you let us crash in your homey room rather than our lonely
ones.”
“That you have Netflix for us.”
Your cheeks heat up with all the gushing they do over you.
“I love you guys too.” You smile, hugging them back. “Be
that rude again and I will change that damn password in the middle of the most
dramatic part of—” You squint to see what they’re watching, “…Big Mouth…”
The boys erupt in laughter and so do you. You would not
change a single night with these four idiots, just maybe the password.