~Carmella's POV~

I woke up because I had to pee. Yeah, my thoughts don't get any more explicit then that. I wanted to get up from the bed and- wait, bed? I wasn't in the TV room anymore, I was in a bedroom. Harry's, probably. I wanted to get up from the bed, but felt a strange grip around my waist. I looked down, and realized someone's hand is around my waist, and my legs are entangled with someone else's. Another thing I realized, is that my clothes were on the chair opposite the bed I was sleeping in. I didn't check if I hatwas naked or not, I just kicked whoever was spooning with me, and sat up in the bed. Oh good, I'm not naked.
''Ow'' I looked to the floor, and realized the person who I kicked out of bed (literally) was just Harry.
''What was that for?'' he asked me, rubbing his head.
I gasped a little. ''I'm soo sorry, I didn't mean to, it was reflex.'' I looked at him with concerned eyes. ''Are you alright?''
''Yeah'' he said, trying to sit up from the slippery floor.
I leaned over the bed frame, handing him my, well hand. He took it and climbed back into the bed and turned to me, chuckling.
''What did you that for?'' he put on a sad/pouty face.
''We were spooning, I told you, reflex.'' I explained.
''You d-don't like spooning with me?'' a hint of sadness took over his eyes.
''Hey, I never said that.'' I gave him a hinty look. ''I just didn't remember coming here, so, as I already said, reflex.'' I explained again.
He put on a flirtatious smile and crawled closer to me on his knees.
''So, what I'm hearing is, you like spooning with me?'' he wiggled his eyebrows.
I smirked. ''I never said that.'' I took a step/crawl back.
He smirked again. ''You do.''
He came closer, put his hands around my waist and leaned in closer, so that I could feel his warm breath on my cheek. ''You definetly do.'' And then he kissed me. We kissed for about seven seconds, until I felt his tounge brush my bottom lip and I parted my lips to let him in. We kissed for about ten more seconds, until I remembered (and felt) that I had to pee. So I pulled apart.
Harry scrunched his eyebrows. ''What?'' he gave me a confused look.
''I have to pee.'' I admitted.
He chuckled. ''Yeah, I don't think you can get anymore explicit than that.'' He smiled, pecked my lips and stood up, handing me his hand.
I took it and stood up.
''The bathroom's the third door on the left.'' he smiled.
''Thanks.'' I smiled back and left to the bathroom.
Third door on the left. Oh, here it is.
I pushed the handle open and walked in on someone showering. As soon as I opened the door I heard a guy's voice quietly yell 'shit'. I immediately closed the door and turned my back to it.
''Sorry!'' I yelled, hoping that whoever was showering would hear me and accept my apology.
I quickly went back to Harry's room. I paractically ran inside and slammed the door shut.
Harry quickly looked up and shot me a worried look.
''Is everything okay?'' his eyes narrowed with mine.
''Yeah, um, I kinda walked in on someone... um.. yeah.'' I squeezed my eyes shut for a second and then slowly opened them. Harry looked like he was gonna explode from trying hold a laugh. Lastly, he couldn't hold it in anymore, so he just burst into laughter. Seeing him laugh made me realize how stupid the situation was and burst into laughter as well. So there we were, rolling on the bed laughing like two madmen, until someone came inside the room. It was the guy with brown hair and blue eyes. He looked not much, but still older then the rest of the guys.
''What's going on here?'' he raised his eyebrows and asked us dragging the words.
Harry was about to tell him, but I interrupted him.
''Nothing, nothing at all.'' I tried to put on a serious face, but Harry just had to whisper the word 'shower situation' in my ear, and I burst into laughter once again.
The guy gave us weird looks. ''Okay, well, I guess I'm gonna leave you to it then, but just to inform you, I made pancakes and if you want some, you better hurry up before Niall hogs them all.'' he informed us and left, mumbling something that sounded like 'they should be put in a madhouse'.
''Well, let's go then. Lou here makes awesome pancakes, and I would hate to see them all in Niall's mouth instead of mine.'' he started getting up from the bed, offering me his hand once again.
I giggled at his comment and gladly accepted his hand.
We walked downstairs to the kitchen to see everyone there. A chorus of 'hellos' and 'good mornings' went through the kitchen. Harry pulled out a chair for me and smiled. I smiled back, as he sat down next to me. The guy I recognized as Lou (probably Louis) now placed a huge stack of pancakes in front of us. Everyone snatched a couple, and I just waited until everyone was finished, so I could grab one. I did the same with the toppings. I just put a little maple syrup on my pancake and started eating it. There were forks and knifes on the table, though no one but me used them, and when I did, everyone stopped eating and looked at me like I was a fucking martian or something.
I looked at everyone at once. ''What?'' I asked.
Zayn opened his mouth to say something, right when the blond one walked in.
''Please tell me you saved some for me too.'' he whined.
When I saw his face, I nearly shit myself. That's the guy I walked in on earlier. I put my head down.
Harry leaned closer to me. ''Is that the guy you walked in on?'' I didn't look at him, but I could hear his smirk.
I lightly hit him on the arm. ''Not funny!'' I whisper-yelled back.
I internally died when the blond guy that I now recognized as Niall (the Eater) sat opposite.
His eyes met mine, and I could tell that he felt as awkward for the situation as I did. I smiled nervously and scratched the back of my neck. Harry was still trying to hold his laughter.
Louis decided to break the tension. ''So, Carmella? Is that right?''
I smiled and nodded. ''Just call me Caramel. My name sounds too.. spanishy.''
The other brown haired guy raised his eyebrow and chuckled. ''Spanishy? I'm not sure that's even a word.''
Zayn hit him on the arm playfully. ''Oh, stop with your grammar, Liam.'' Then he turned to me. ''He's kind of the nerd in the band.'' he smirked.
I giggled, and everyone else chuckled a bit too.
''Am not!'' Liam argued and turned back to his breakfast.
''Anyways..'' Louis continued. ''Before I was so rudely interrupted,'' he shot Liam and Zayn playful glares before turning back to me. ''I was saying, we never officially met, since you ran off yesterday,'' I blushed remembering the awkward moment yesterday night. '' so we should do that now. I am Louis, you know Harry, this is Liam, Zayn and lastly Niall.'' he pointed to each boy as I smiled at each one of them, getting smiles back.
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When we finished eating breakfast I thanked Louis for the extremely tasty pancakes and apologized to Niall about the shower situation. He just laughed and said that he should probably check if the door is locked befdore showering next time. Then Harry took me home.

I was watching TV, when a shower gel commercial came on, and I burst into laughter remembering the Shower Situation.

Notes

I will post the next chapter either later tonight (which gives me 1.5 hours left for that) or tomorrow. It's already written, I just want to wait ^^
~Paula