Dirty jokes

                                    

                                          
I woke up on the sofa, with all the boys and Ed. We chatted for a bit and then Ed had to go and the boys needed to go shopping. They asked if I wanted to come and I didn't, but they didnt trust me in the house alone so they left me and Harry... Yeah because the house will still be standing when they get back with him in charge... 
We watched tele, chatted, Harry told me things about the boys- like the fact that Liam lost his V-card when he was 14- and then we moved on to dirty jokes....
                          
"whats the difference between a bowling ball and a bimbo? You can only fit three fingers in a bowling ball!" Harry snorted I started laughing loudly again.
                          
"Whats the difference between a hooker and a drug dealer? A hooker can wash her crack and sell it again." we started laughing harder then before, I could barely breath.
                          
"Whats the differnce between hungry and horny? Where you put the cucumber." I must have looked like a retarded seal at this point, I was sat on the floor laughing so hard no noice was coming out and i was clapping like a special person. 
                          
"whats the difference between a nail stylist and a hair stylist? One does hand jobs one does blow jobs!" I started rolling on the floor with laughter, it genuinely got to the stage where we were laughing so hard we didnt notice the boys walking back in.
                          
"What did you do to her?" Liam asked laughing, causing me and Harry to jump and the. Laugh even harder. Wow I must really look demented.
                          
"So dirty!" was all we could manage before laughing again. When we had calmed down a bit more Harry told them.
                          
"We were telling dirty jokes." Liam looked sloghtly annoyed, Louis was nearly laughing, Zayn looked amused but Niall had a far way look in his eyes.
                          
"I'm gonna go upstairs and get dressed." I said suddenly bored. I went upstairs and grabbed some random clothes before going to shower. I washed my hair and shaved my legs and by the time I came out of the shower my head smelt of strawberrys. I looked at the clothes I had picked and even when I couldnt be bothered I still chose clothes I like. I pulled on my blue sweats- yeah I'm british and I say sweats deal with it- and my 1D jumper. I put my green beanie with bored written on it and put my black vans on before added my makeup. I put concealer and foundation on beofre anything else. I then added my eyeliner on thick again and my mascara making my eyes pop. I smiled at my reflection, for the first time happy with it. I went downstairs adn the boys were, well they were being them... Niall was stuffing his face, Harry was texting someone, liam was on the phone, Louis looked like he was proud of himself and Zayn was looking in the mirror fixing his hair. I sighed. These boys are idiots. But now they're my idiots, hurt them, and your face will meet my fist. Have a nice day now!