Bad is My Middle Name (One Direction fanfic)

"Dont you ever knock?!"

We all sat down and watched the movie The Heat. It kills me every time I couldn't help but laugh during the whole thing and I could till my laughter was pissing Harry off so I laughed louder when Sandra's character cuts her hand with glass. Harry glanced at me from the corner of his eyes. I wasn't the only one Struggling to breath though because Niall was on the floor squeezing his stomach so hard I was pretty sure he'd explode. We ended the movie but during the scene where the guy almost gets his dick shot off Niall laughed so hard he farted. I got up and screeched. "I love that movie but goddamn Niall what the fuck? your like a fucking whoopee cushion who's able to laugh so hard they fart?" I asked as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Of course I was only joking with him but he didn't have to know that. "I-I'm so sorry guys before I knew it...it slipped out." Niall said he's face as red as a monkeys ass. "Jesus Niall relax who cares if  you had a backed up pipe." Louis said as he covered his mouth trying to stop his giggles. Niall glared at Louis and stormed off upstairs. "We'll now that that's done I'm going to bed so where do I sleep?" I asked as I eyed all of them. "You can sleep in our guess room it's across the room from Harry's." Liam said as he patted Harry on the back. "Wonderful." I said as I faked a smiled. "Harry take her up and show her the room." Liam said as he pushed Harry towards the stairs. Harry didn't say a word as he walked up the stairs expecting me to follow him. As we walked through the hallway neither of us spoke to each other. That's fine with me I have no problem with that what so ever. As we made our way to the room I glanced around and it was actually pretty decent. I didn't bother telling Harry thank you as I went to close the door. He put his foot in the door way as he said."you know Niall didn't mean to fart so why go ahead and embarrass him?" Harry said as he gave me the most intense stare he's ever have. Is this guy seriously trying to start a fight over Niall farting? He can't be serious.
"Get the fuck out the way he farted who gives a shit...literally because he smelt like he shitted rather than farted." I said as I also tried to give back an intense stare but seeing as we were talking about farts I couldn't help but burst out laughing and to my surprise Harry laughed too. After we calmed down Harry said good nite and walked into his room. I've only known him for 24 hours and just now not fighting with him felt weird. I thought as I closed the door and began to strip down to my bra and underwear as soon as I finished taking off my pants Niall opened the door. I snatched a pillow off the bed and threw it straight at his face. "what the fuck this is the second time I've seen you in my room don't you know how to knock!" I yelled as I wrapped the blankets over my body. Niall kept the pillows over his eyes. I didn't  have to take away the pillow to tell he was blushing again. "Oh my god ! I'm so sorry I just wanted to tell you I didn't mean to fart!" Niall yelled out as he tried to run out the door only to run into the lamp right behind him. Liam came running upstairs with the rest of the guys. They came in and saw Niall on the floor next to the broken glass and me with the blankets wrapped tightly around my body."Got dammit Niall I told you no cared about you farting but yet you still came up here to apologize." Liam said while shaking his head. I was looking at Niall on the floor until I felt eyes on my body. I looked up to see them looking at me with a strange look in Their eyes once I finally realized just what the look they we're giving me was I screamed "Oh my god get the fuck out of my room!" They all jumped at my voice and ran out. I heard Niall moaning and groaning on the floor in pain. " And take Niall with you!" When everyone was finally out I slammed my door and slid down it I put my face in my hands and looked up "please.please. please tell me I'm not really here right now I must be dreaming right?" I said as I looked up at the ceiling.