(A/N: another short chapter sorry hope you enjoy it)
"What are you doing with Doug?" Harry asked me in his sexy British accent, shutting the door.
Ignoring his question, I shouted at the top of my lungs "Holy shit, your Harry Styles!"
"Please stop stop shouting!" he shouted (irony), dragging the man named Doug onto a couch "Now, sit down and tell me how you found Doug."
"Well, I heard Doug knock on the door and fall against it. I let him into my room, and he was drunk. Then he passed out after telling me room number. I dragged him from my room into the elevator and onto this floor. When I was halfway to your room he threw up in the hall. Then I ended up here on this couch, sitting next to the sexiest man alive, HARRY STYLES!!!!" I ended up screaming, because it seemed to be impossible to be sitting next to Harry Styles.
"Please, stop shouting!" Harry shouted again. Then he actually takes a look at me for the first time. "Don't you think you should have some clothes on?" he said, teasing me about my barely-there pajamas.
"Shouldn't you be naked?" I stuttered, referring to Harry's bad habit.
He just raised his beautifully shaped eyebrows (I'm so weird), staring at me strangely.
"Sorry. When I'm nervous I say random things. I did not mean to say that. I'm really sorry." I said nervously. I could feel myself blushing more and more by the second. Then Harry smiled at me as if he enjoyed my embarrassment.
Just once more, I screamed as loud as I could, thinking this whole encounter with Harry was a dream. Not even a minute later, Niall Horan himself walked out of another room. You probably figured that I started screaming again, but this time I also started to cry.
"What the hell...." Niall said faintly, in his amazing Irish voice. Then he pointed at me and said "Who are you?"
"I'm the biggest directioner in the entire world!" I shouted over-excitedly.
"Again, please stop screaming!" Harry said, growing impatient.
Just like clockwork, Liam Payne walks into the room without a shirt on (yay!), and by this time I was jumpign up and down. Tears were literally streaming down my face, and I felt like I was going to pass out.
Liam looks worried, like he knows that I'm going to faint. Zayn Malik and Louis Tomlinson also look worried when they come into the room. Now I'm gasping for air and my vision is becoming blurry. Suddenly, there are three of everything (three Zayn Maliks=YAY!!) the world is spinning around me, and then I blackout.
