Adopted by Larry (Book 3)

Chapter Eight: L.A Baby (Part 3)

Lucas' POV

Kaitlyn and I woke up around noon to walk out of the guest room and into the living room to see two passed out YouTubers. Joe was on the floor, sprawled out by the coffee table with a solo cup that was empty tipped over next to him. Caspar was asleep on the coffee table, one arm draping over the side and his knees curled into his chest as their snores filled the room. Kaitlyn was biting her lip to keep from laughing and she had a fondness in her eyes looking at them. I was kind of jealous. I wish she'd look at me like that...

"Where's the Aussies?" Kaitlyn asks, her eyebrows scrunched together, eyes squinted a bit as she scans the room for any sight of them.

"I dunno. Probably with Anna? They went to comfort her last night so they're all probably in Ash's room." I suggest as we walk into the hallway that leads to his room. Sure enough, the sight was surely a Kodak moment. Sprawled across the bed in a mess of limbs was Michael, Luke, Calum, Ashton, and Anna. Michael was on the left end, arms wrapped around Luke's waist and Luke was nuzzled into Calum's chest. Calum was resting his head on Anna's shoulder and on the other side of Anna, Ashton was holding onto her for dear life in his sleep and all of their legs were entwined together. Kaitlyn was cooing at the sight and I quickly snapped a picture with my iPhone. I was so putting this on Twitter.

They must've sensed our presence because a groan and stretching occurred a few seconds later and Kaitlyn and I's attention snapped to Ashton who was blinking drowsily at us. He smiled, his dimples popping out.

"Good mornin'." He stretched a bit and swung his legs onto the side of the bed, getting up with a groan and smiled as he walked over to us and then turned to look back at the four sleeping bodies in one king size bed. Calum was spooning Anna, Luke was spooning Calum, and Michael was spooning Luke. It was like dominoes.

"Morning." We said in unison and Ash winked at me knowingly. I rolled my eyes.

"WEZ GON MAKE SOME EGGS!" Ash declares, running into the kitchen and getting out a bunch of stuff to make them. Is that all he makes? Like, seriously? I've seen their Keeks and Instas...let's just say, if I didn't know them, I'd think they were four Australian teenagers in a foursome that are all on drugs and have a pizza kink.

Kaitlyn and I were whisking away with eggs and I immediately thought of my dad...he pretends not to know how to whisk so Paps will hold onto his hand and whisk for him. He's so whipped. Anyways, Ash took out his phone and then, he literally started making sex noises as he whisked and put the video on his Insta. I face palmed and Kaitlyn was laughing her arse off. Then, while we cooked the eggs, Ash made us take a bunch of selfies with him so he could put it on Twitter with #KookingWithKucas. He ships us too hard.

"I smell eggs and that means Ash is cooking which also means he's on Insta which also means that he's going to burn the eggs which also means he's going to burn the house down which also means we're all going to die in the next two minutes." Ladies and gentlemen, Calum Hood is awake.

Ashton laughs his famous laugh while laughing out, "Wow! Love you too, man!"

Calum winks at him and Ash winks back, then they both giggle like little school girls, blushing madly and pretend to twirl their hair and kick their foot up and start doing ballet around the kitchen while Kaitlyn and I watch from the bar stools at the kitchen island as we slurp up our juice awkwardly through a straw.

Ashton goes back to the eggs that are finished in the pan and he yells, "COME AND GET IT WHILE IT'S HOT!" Emphasizing the "hot".

We all serve ourselves up some eggs and get chocolate milk or juice out of the fridge. As I went to go get chocolate milk out of the fridge, literally written in Sharpie on the carton was, "It's A Chocolate Milk Party". Dear God, Ashton.