This is NOT happening (1D FANFIC)

chapter 6

Niall's POV

"Liam, how do we fix her door? Like, you got a screw driver". I'm not stupid; we just broke the door off the hinges so we just need to screw it back on.

"Yea, I really bought a screw driver and tools with me in my suitcase". He really doesn't need to be sarcastic. I don't know how long she is going to be gone for. She could be gone for an hour, or the whole night. Please don't let her be gone the whole night.

Ah ha, I know. When I was little and my mother couldn't find my fathers' tools. So she would use a knife or the tip of a teaspoon handle. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the first thing that was there, which just happened to be a spoon. Running back to her bedroom, where Liam and Zayn had picked up her door and Harry sat on the floor leaning against the wall holding the screws. They held the door in place for me to get to work. Harry held up a screw passing it to me, and as I went to screw it in, there was a girly shriek and the door lost its balance slightly falling on myself.

"Um... N.Niall... w..w.what you got in y.your h..h.a.n.d.d?"

I looked down in my hand. Oops... I might have slightly forgotten in the rush that Liam is scared of spoons.

"Liam, get me a knife or a screwdriver. Since you don't have a screwdriver, knife please". I added an innocent smile at the end; I haven't seen him move so fast, since, well, Louis and I pulled off a really hilarious prank.

*flashback*

"Nialler, I'm bored. There is nothing to do". He had an evil glint in his eyes; should I be scared or excited.

"Louis, please tell me you are not planning on touching or doing anything with my food. Because... I WILL. KILL. YOU!"

"I have learnt from the last time I went near your food, you bit me, and my arm still hurts. Look, it's still bruised with teeth marks".

"That was last week Louis".

"And no, we won't be going near your food, just come and help me get all the plastic spoons from the pantry that I keep for pranking purposes".

Liam was out on a date with his girlfriend, so we went into his room putting spoons... EVERYWHERE. Well, not literally. We put spoons under the duvet, in his pillow case, in a few pairs of shoes, wrapped up with clothes scattered around the room (he is clean and tidy, but he couldn't find what to wear before his date), and finally we actually place spoons on the top of his fan. This is going to be awesome.

Hearing voices downstairs we ran out into my room across the hallway. Louis started jumping around getting excited as we heard Liam's voice on the other side of the door. I opened the door casually, Liam giving a confused look as why Louis was jumping around, and us being well, us, shrug.

Liam entered his room with us following he sat on his bed telling us how the date went. Louis made a comment about the clothes round the room, to which Liam started picking up clothes and putting them in his walk in wardrobe, then he squealed and ran to the corner of his bed shaking. So, I went in the wardrobe and came out with a few spoons making it look like I have them all.

"Liam I have the spoons, I will be disposing of them ok? Maybe get ready to go to sleep or something. We'll see ya tomorrow".

"Your room is stuffy, and I think you need to cool down a bit". Louis turned on the fan, and the spoons started flying off in a circular motion. Liam screamed and ran out of his room like a girl. Louis and I were doubled over in laughter.

*End of flashback*

How could I forget about his fear of spoons??? I mean, we always do spoon pranks to Liam, maybe I just forgot why we did spoons all the time. I stood there next to the door giggling; I looked up and noticed Harry and Zayn looking at each other as if having a silent conversation and then looking at me.

Liam finally turned up with a knife looking very jumpy. I can't blame him. I would be freaking out if I were stuck in a room with no food for 10mins.

I got to work fixing the angel of my dreams door. My mind wandered to if she would actually talk to us. I wanted to get to know her, I really like her. I have barely known her, and I can't get her off my mind. The way her cheeks tinted red when I accidently blurted out my thoughts of her, just makes me melt. I want to be there to make her laugh and smile, and to be there as her shoulder to cry on, when the boys and I do something stupid, like knocking down her door. Speaking of the door, it's back in place. Now I need to figure out how to apologise to her, and get her to listen.

"BOYS, TO THE LIVING ROOM AND BRING PENS AND PAPER!"

I hope this works, if not, she might hate us more, even hate me more.

A/N what do you thin Niall should do to apologise??? Please comment and vote!x