Paparazzi- A One Direction Fanfiction

"Being rich isn't for everyone."

“Okay, I got the popcorn.” Harry says coming over to me and snuggling closer.

After the guys left upstairs, I realized that it was only 10:45 and decided that it was too early to go to sleep, so, we decided to watch a movie…

Translation: We were making out while the movie was playing only stopping to get popcorn

Yeah.

I know that I’m suppose to be fake dating Harry, but I must admit that having his lips on mine does not bother me what so ever.

“So…” I say turning to look at Harry

“Yes?” he turns his head so he can look at me

“Nothing, I just needed an excuse to kiss you.” I lean in and peck Harry’s lips.

Harry laughs “Yeah, yeah, whatever.” He wraps his arm around my shoulder as I snuggle into his chest. I had no idea what movie we were watching, but I didn’t care.

I must say, fake dating Harry might be the best thing ever.

I mean, I get to hug him whenever I want, I get to kiss him whenever I want…

Does this mean I’m actually starting to like him?

Nah! I already liked him… a lot. But I never really love-

My sentence was interrupted by a loud, smelly, burping noise.

I look up at Harry who is blushing tremendously, but his eyes are still glued to the TV

“Harry Styles, did you just burp?” I ask not caring about the smile that’s on my face.

“Um-”

“Because, if it was you, I must say you’re weak.” At this, Harry’s eyes snap towards me and he furrows his eyebrows

“Say what?”

“I mean, that was pretty cute, but I can do ten times better.” I turn my attention back to the movie, but Harry moves my head back so I can look at him

“Oh yeah?”

I burp… in his face “Yeah.”

Harry doesn’t do anything, instead he just smells the air. “I can practically smell what you had for breakfast.”

I smile “Now that was a real burp.”

“Okay,” Harry lets go of my face and prepares himself. He pats his chest with his fist before looking straight into the air.

BURRRP!

“Impressive.” I say. Harry smiles smugly and I prepare myself for my burp

BURRRRP!

“Nice, but not as good as this!”

BURRRRRP!

“Oh! It’s on!”

BURRRP!

BURRP!

BURRRRRRP!!!

BURRP!

BURP!

BURRRRRP!

“Shut up!!” we hear someone yell form upstairs. Harry and I look at each other before bursting out laughing.

“Will you guys please be quiet, I’m trying to-” Suddenly, Louis stops at the top of the staircase and inhales

“Oh dear lord!” he covers his nose “What the hell happened in here! It smells like a rat’s ass!”