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"What'd you and Liam fight about?" I ask curiously. He just shrugs and looks away

After a moment of awkward and uncomfortable silence, he finally looks up at me. "Are you tired?"

I shrug, mumbling, "Not much anymore."

He grins at me. "How about pulling a prank on Zayn and Harry?"

I raise an eyebrow. "Depends on what you've got in mind."

Fifteen minutes later, Cassie and I are standing outside the door to Harry and Zayn's hotel room, armed with a bucket of water, string, and a rope. One of the oldest pranks in the book. Luckily, no hotel staff caught us carrying the suspicious materials over to the room.

I'm actually not surprised that Cassie agreed to do this with me. As soon as I saw her, I knew that, even though she was shy, as soon as she came out of her shell, she'd be one massive prankster. Perfect; my own partner in crime for when I want to pull pranks on the boys. Unfortunately, she didn't want to do the same for Liam amd Louis' room.

"Come on; please?" I asked for the millionth time while setting up the annoyingly simple, yet difficult, prank.

"Nope." She said, still as adamant as she had been ten minutes before.

I frowned. "Why not? He's your brother - you two are supposed to be pulling pranks on each other and going at each other's throats."

She frowned. "That doesn't seem normal for siblings."

I laughed. "Oh; it's normal, all right. I have an older brother; I would know."

That only made her frown deepen. "So?" She shook her head. "Please?" Another no. "For me?" Hesitation, but yet another head shake. I sighed, giving up. She just laughed at me.

"There!" I said, finished with the difficult rope and string. I stepped back to survey my work.

"Looks like it'll work, but..." Cassie reached over and tightened the rope that had taken me a full five minutes to place. Stepping back when she was done, she grinned. "Perfect."

I laughed. "Impressive. Who knew you would know how to pull a good prank?"

She blushed. "It's not that hard. When you put science and common sense into it, it's not-"

I cut her off. "This is a prank, not a science test. Hurry; let's go before one of them hears us outside the door." Harry and Zayn's laughs were beginning to subside in the room. Grabbing Cassie's arm, we quickly ran back down the hallway and back into her room. The prank wasn't supposed to go into action until the next morning anyway.

Leaning against the door, I tried to catch my breath from laughing so hard. It wasn't easy. Once I finally had enough oxygen in my body to breath normally again, I turned to Cassie. She was on her bed, the heap of a blanket piled on her head. I laughed again. "Cassie, you're going to suffocate under there."

There was a muffled response that sounded suspiciously like, 'I don't care.'

Trying to hold in my laughter, I pulled the blanket off her head. She looked around, then up at me blinking confusedly. I raised an eyebrow. She just shrugged, took the blanket back from me, and turned off the lights.

I laughed. "Good night."

"Night." She mumbled.

Rolling my eyes, I followed her lead, getting into Louis' bed, and falling asleep almost immediately.

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that my ears were pounding. The second thing I noticed was that my ears were pounding because someone had shouted. Confused, I sat up, rubbing my eyes sleepily. I looked around the small hotel room. Niall was snoring in Lou's bed, hanging halfway off, the same way he'd been on his bunk; I rolled my eyes. The scream came again, this time followed by a splash. In a flash, I remembered last night. Right. The buckets of water and-

My thoughts were interrupted as the door flung open. Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Harry were all standing there. Liam looked like he was trying to keep a stern expression, but was hopelessly failing, while Harry and Zayn were practically rolling on the floor laughing. I immediately joined them, seeing my brother, drenched in water, standing in the doorway, trying not to laugh at his own expense, and instead struggling to keep an angry expression on his face.

Apparently all the loud laughing woke Niall up. He sat up sleepily. "Wha-?" He burst out laughing when he saw Louis standing in the doorway, drenched. After a few minutes, everyone had calmed down.

"Wait, wait." Niall said. I could tell he was struggling to hold back laughter. "That was outside Harry and Zayn's door. How'd you get drenched, Louis?" He was looking away from Lou to keep from laughing. Unfortunatly, at the last moment, he looked back and started laughing again. I had stopped laughing a little bit ago, but began laughing again at the expression on Zayn's face when Niall said that.

"What?!" He exclaimed. Groaning, he glared at Niall.

After another long round of laughter at Zayn's expression, Liam was finally able to arrange his expression to resemble some authority. "So, you're admitting to having done it?"

Niall's laughing stopped at that. He raised an eyebrow. "I don't know. Maybe." I rolled my eyes.

Liam shakes his head, frustrated. "We don't have time for this; we'll deal with it later. We have concerts all day today, and need to be gone in an hour." He began pushing the other boys back to their rooms. "If you're not ready in an hour," he called behind him at Louis, who had traded places with Niall, "we're leaving without you."

Lou just rolled his eyes, mumbling. "Yeah; right."

I grinned at him once the door had shut behind the boys. He managed a scowl. "You helped him with it, didn't you?"

I nodded, not seeing the point in denying. "Yes; I did. And I'm proud of it." I grinned at him.

Finally, he broke down, and couldn't help but to smile back at me. Grabbing his back, he made his way through the mass of blankets we had thrown on the floor to get to the restroom. "Oh; Louis?" I called after him.

"Yeah?" He asked, poking his head out of the door.

"What am I supposed to do today?"

"Oh; right." He said. "Actually, we have a driver arranged that'll take you anywhere you want, and have you back at the tour bus by the time we're ready to leave."

I nodded, and he closed the door behind his retreating head. A day all to myself, without the boys? Well, this should be boring...

After the boys left, I took a shower, pulled on a pair of shorts, (I didn't understand why they had to be so short, but they were comfortable, so I was okay with it), and a t-shirt that actually fit. I considered pulling on my jacket, which I had begged Eleanor to let me keep, but decided against it, after a quick weather check on my phone. I pulled on my combat boots, yet another thing I had begged to keep, and slipped my phone into my pocket, before making my way out of the stuffy hotel.

There was a driver leaning against a black car waiting for me outside. I breathed a sigh of relief; it wasn't a limo. In all honesty, I was getting sick of those. The driver smiled at me when I came out. I returned the gesture. He helped me into the back of the car and smiled at me through the mirror in the front. "Where to?"

I shrugged. He looked uncomfortable. After a moment, I broke the awkward silence. "Any place would be great, actually. I don't really have anywhere specific in mind."

He grinned at me, before starting the car, and we were off. Today should be interesting...