Harry Styles at the restaurant

Harry Styles, popstar, curls, green orbs, the shit. Every girl was attracted to him but his heart was taken by (Y/N)

I sat there, in the middle of the restaurant waiting for the attractive girl to come back from the bathroom. She should be out by now, shouldn’t she? She’s been in there for about 30 minutes, I swear.

I sat there quietly, whistling to the songs that were playing. I was in tune to the music, and it was amazing. There were loud thumps throughout the songs, which was great. The song really was absolutely amazing.

Suddenly, I felt something. My stomach dropped; it clenched. I had to fart – I had to let one rip.

And the music that the restaurant was playing was great for it. Dah, Dah, Dah. I decided to go as every loud sound came throughout the music.

Fart, Fart, Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaart. Fart, fart, fart fartttttttt.

Along with tune, nobody will notice that I just let a bomb off.

But I was wrong. I looked around, and everyone was staring at me with disgust. I smiled slightly, but they all shook their heads the disgust look not leaving their faces.

Was I that loud that they could hear me? The music was awfully loud, it had to be impossible.

I could feel my cheeks going bright pink in embarrassment, so I looked down at the hands now placed on my p((enis))ants.

After a moment, there was a slight tap on my shoulder as the waiter stood next to me.

“Hello?” I asked.

His mouth moved, but no sound was coming out. I couldn’t hear anything.

“I’m sorry, I can’t hear you,” I pointed out.

His hands whisked to my ears. What was he trying to do? Seduce me? I flinched.

“Sorry sir, what do you think you are doing?”

Still no sound, no reply. Nothing.

I glanced around the restaurant, most of the people had left. What had I done?

Once again, his hand wrapped itself around my ear and he pulled something out of my ear, it was hard and a slight pop sound came from both ears.

Something happened. Had he just made me deaf? There was no longer any restaurant music, only a soft harmonic sound.

“Can you hear me now?” he asked

Turned out I had my iPod on shuffle, headphones in throughout my whole date and (Y/N) had left through the bathroom window, oh.