That Escalated Quickly

"When was the last time you brushed your teeth, Louis?"
"This morning…"
"Lies!" Liam shouts for about the sixth time today. "He didn't! He never does in the morning, it's disgusting!"
"Like I actually have time to brush my teeth in the morning." Louis replies all sassy-like.
"We do!" Niall yells out.
"I don't care!"
"Boys! Shut the hell up! This is supposed to be a friendly questionnaire. So calm your tits." I yell since all of the boys have now joined in the 'conversation'.
"We don't have tits. We're men." Harry said back to me.
"Could've fooled me."
"What was that?" Zayn asked. Why couldn't he be half deaf from the screaming like the others?
"Nothing!" I said quickly, not wanting another unnecessary argument as we were just getting over the previous one.
This has actually been going for three whole hours. I keep giving them questions like, "Do you like it when someone tickles under your chin?" or, "If there was a Jellybean Land, who would you take with you?" Stuff like that. But after every question they start arguing. I don't understand how they get through there other interviews without so much as a glare for 'answering wrong' or whatever it is they keep yelling at each other. It makes me feel kind of special that they act so much themselves in front of me, but that doesn't take away from the fact that they are seriously pissing me off right now.
If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm having a pretty intense conversation slash question and answer with One Direction. How, you ask? Well, I'll explain.

My name's Tess. I'm 16. I'm in love with One Direction. That's about it, except that I know for a fact that One Direction is coming to Bundaburg! I don't know why, but it's still freaking exciting! And then there's that little fact that I have a massive crush on a guy from my school who is way out of my league. Just your average teen girl. Yeah, I'm pretty normal now that I think about it.