Faking Love (One Direction)

Chapter 21

We walked over To the outside shower together and I turned it on. Some how the flour had seeped through my clothes and was in my bra, I could feel it. I was guessing it got in Harry's underwear because he all of a sudden striped down to his boxers (Holy Abs!). I gave him a questioning look and he just gave me a huge grin and stood there with his hands on his hips like a super hero.

"Harry I'm not stripping." I said to him.

"Why not? It's just like being in a bathing suit! Besides you have flour everywhere, it has to be in your bra too" he said in a know-it-all tone. He was right, it was like being in your underwear and it was in my bra.

"How do you always know Styles?" I asked as I took off my apron.

"Dunno? Just do!" he answered with a nod.

It was a little cold out and I was only in my bra and underwear, the layer of flour and sugar wasn't keeping me warm. Harry bit his bottom lip and looked me over, than wiggled his eyebrows.

"Harry, stop thinking that." I answered and grabbed the sprayer from the top of the thing and started rinsing off.

"Thinking what? That you're beautiful?" he asked and pulled me into him.

"No that you want to get into my pants. " I answered and looked up at him.

"I wasn't thinking that.." he said avoiding eye contact.

"Yea and I wasn't thinking that there's five other people in this house, including my brother, so stop thinking that if you want to be able to have children. " I said as I leaned up and kissed him.

"Oh my God stop having dry sexs! My eyes are going to burn out!" Niall said shielding his eyes and handing us two towels.

"Um? Niall? Do I have to remind you about the time that I caught you half naked with a waitress of an after party after our last awards show?" Harry asked with a smirk.

"I was fucking drunk, we didn't end up doing anything anyway" he growled and walked away.

"A waitress?" I asked laughing

"Hey! He was drunk! We've all done some pretty crazy things when we were drunk!" he answered wrapping a towel around himself.

"Oh? What have you done?" I asked him.

"Me? Oh I don't get drunk." he answered

"Oh please I came down one morning to you asleep in the sink!" I teased.

"Fine! I'll tell you! Jeez!" he answered and I smiled "I um... I.. I tried to fuck a cat..." he answered and I burst out laughing.

"A CAT!?" I asked still laughing

"Yes..." he answered ashamed of himself. "What have you done?" he asked smuggly.

"Nothing" I answered too quickly

"Oh my God! How bad? Tell me!" he practically begged.

"Well.. One time I was walking home from somewhere with Melissa and I was plastered, well we walked by a duck pond and I jumped in and started to pretend I was a duck.." I said looking at my feet. He best into hysterics.

"A DUCK? A DUCK?!" he said through laughs "THAT'S SO, SO!" he said

"Something a drunk person would do?" I asked and he nodded. "Yea, I know."