I rolled over to look at the time, sure enough it was 8am.
" God," I groaned as I rubbed my face.
" NO! You should, it would be cute!" Morgan screamed from the master bedroom across the catwalk. Since her parents died we all share her house; she's in her parents old room, I'm in her old room , and Jamie's in another room next to me. All the guys spent the night so Morgans going to make a huge breakfast, I hope. I'm starving.
" Oh, are you up Em?" Morgan asked from the hallway, Louis trailing along behind her.
" Mhum,"
" Can we come in?" I nodded. Louis, her fiancée, slept in her room, Niall in Jamie's, and the other boys slept in the guest room, how all 3 of them fit in that bed I have no clue. Harry came into my room soon after everyone went to bed so I guess he's with me on the ' 3 men cannot fit in one bed together' idea. We've been dating each other for some time now; Louis and Morgan have been dating for 2 years, Niall and Jamie for about 1 year, Harry and I for close to a year and three months.
" What was all the screaming about?" a husky voice said softly from under the blankets.
" Number one, what are you doing under those covers you cheeky boy? And number two I told Louis that he needs to go back to his quiff for a week,"
" I will if you give me a reason."
" OK, you'd look sexy,"
" And I'm not sexy now?" He said with a raised brow.
" No, you are, but more. Will you do it for the wedding day?"
" Sure I will just to make you happy, but it will just get messed up later though," he said in a naughty tone. " Haz, get out of her blankets you naughty boy!"
" Nothing happened last night Lou,"
" I know,"
" Nah, he's fine. I think the guys kicked him out." I believe it was quite possible for another reason. No matter if it is 100 degrees or 4 degrees out side, which I think it is since it snowed, he will always take ALL the covers, always.
" I'm going to go make our breakfast, any requests?" Harry asked, pulling the blankets off his head to reveal his messy bed-head style he adopted.
" Nope, anything you want!"
" OK, hold on then," he gave me an evil smirk and a peck on the cheek and he pushed passed Louis and Morgan in nothing but boxers, almost falling down the stairs.
" Let's go make sure he doesn't use my dough," Morgan said as Louis picked her up bridal style and carried her out the door," Onward me steed!"
" I'm your Louis, not steed!" he complained, stopping at the top of the steps, waiting for a correction.
" Fine, ONWARD MY LOUIS!!"
" That's more like it," Harry says as he carried a tray up the stairs.
" Toast, eggs, orange juice, AND bacon. My, my what did you do?"
" Can't we just enjoy our breakfast first?"
" Sure," we sat there and ate our food, having mini food fights along the way. " I'm not going to be able to take your news seriously if you keep smiling like a pedo every 5 seconds! STOP!! Hahaha," I laughed as I pushed his arm and he stopped and shoved a piece of bacon in his mouth.
" LOUIS NOOO!!!" Morgan screamed from downstairs.
" Hold on, Haz," I got up and walked to the,adding and peeked over the banister. Morgan was crying on Louis shoulder the suddenly everything hit me and I knew what was coming; one word. Tour.
Hey everyone this is written in dedication to one of my best friends Emily. I hope you like it Em! Also if you're new to my stories read my Louis fanfic 'Forever And For Always' and my Niall fanfic dedicated to one of my other best friends who's basically my sister Jamie called 'Finding My Princess'
