"And now, welcome onto the show, One Direction!" I shouted, holding my arm towards the five boys walking across the set towards me, grinning from ear to ear.

As soon as they were in sight of the audience, screaming filled every corner of the room, I literally had to cover my ears so that my head didn't explode.

Once the screaming had calmed, I greeted the boys, motioning for them to it down on the lime green couch situated next to my comfy little armchair.

They took a seat, though there wasn't enough space for them all so the oldest looking one with straight brown hair- I'm pretty sure his name is Louis- ended up on the floor.

"So boys, how are you all?" I asked in my overly cheery chat-show-host voice.

I was met by a chorus of "goods" and "fines"."

"Good, good," I say, moving on from nicety's. "I hear you're recording your second album." It was more of a statement than a question, the boys all nodded. "How's that going?"

"Really good," the one with the curly hair- Harry I think- replied.

"Is it anything like your first album?"

"Ermm...a bit. I think it's a little more mature," Louis said from the floor.

"Aaahh. So shall I expect to see my grandmother lined up to buy it?"

"Haha. No, not quite," the one with the Beiber-cut, Liam, said.

"I also saw you boys on iCarly. What's the story behind that?" I asked.

"Aaah, well that was our management's idea. Not the best move, although it was a lot of fun," the little Irish one, Niall, said in his cute accent. The boys all nodded in agreement.

"Aww, Niall I love your accent. Where about in Ireland are you from?"

"Mullingar," he said. He blushed while all the other boys took the mickey out of the way he says 'Mullingar'.

"Boys, don't be so mean!" I said in a jokey way towards the boys.

"I'm so sorry," Louis said, fake crying. He turned to face Niall. "I'm so sorry Nialler, will you ever forgive me?" He was holding Niall's hand, staring into his eyes, while Niall tried his hardest not to laugh. The entire audience was laughing.

I turned towards the tanned boy sitting closest to me, "Is he always like this?" I asked, motioning towards the drama still going on at the other end of the couch.

"Always," he smiles.

"Anyway," I say loudly, interrupting their 'moment'. "I have some questions sent in from fans." I now had the boys' attention. "The first one is for Louis; why did the mushroom go to the party?" I thought that was a strange question, but everyone else seemed to find it hilarious.

"Hmmm... let me see," he pretending to be deep in thought, stroking his 'beard'. "Is it because he was a fun guy?"

The crowd was in near hysterics but I just sat there frowning, completely confused.

"It's a joke from the X Factor," Zayn explains.

"Yeah, 'cause you know; fungi, fun guy," Louis tried to explain but I still didn't get it. "It's funny... LAUGH!" he shouted. I jumped slightly.

"You're scary, you know that, right?" I said, laughing at his obvious frustration because I didn't understand his joke.

And the interview went on like that, all mucking around and generally just having a good time...

"And now, One Direction will be performing their new single 'One Thing'," I said to the audience, who were still in hysterics from the boy's last joke.

"Well thank you for having us, Mrs Tomlinson," Louis said, politely.

"That's not my name," I laughed.

"Not yet," he winks. I just laugh and shake my head.

"Well, thank you all for coming, it's been a pleasure," I smile at the band. I was greeted by a round of smiles and "thank you"s. I turned to the audience and said, "Come back after the break to see One Direction perform their new single 'One Thing'."

The crowd erupted into cheers, screaming filled the room once again and there was even a couple of wolf-whistles in the mix. I smiled at the camera until the stage director yelled, "annnd... off!"

My mouth hurt from all the smiling, but I had to stay to introduce the boys' performance.

"You were amazing," someone said behind me. I turned around to see that it was Louis.

"Why, thank you! You weren't so bad yourself," I grinned.

"Look, me and the guys were wondering," he turned around to look at the boys, who gave him encouraging nods, "when this is over, do you want to hang out for a bit? ''Cause you're a laugh and we've not got anything planned and-" he was babbling now, so I interrupted.

"I'd love to," I giggle.

Just then someone called them over to the stage.

"Meet us after, yeah?" Harry asks, touching my arm. I just nod and usher them away, receiving smiles from the other boys as they pass.