Trevors P.O.V
i was at home acting like a lunatic as usual, wondering if Louis felt anything. i sure as hell did. he was on top of me for the love of hedgehogs! but still, i really like him and i cant get him out of my mind. i wonder if he feels the same. no! stop it Trevor, your just going to get your hopes up!
i jumped up from my spot on the couch and walked to the kitchen. i was in the mood for some bacon. now, you must know this. i absolutley LOVE bacon. if you see me eating it, do not try to take it. you will end up with one foot and i can only imagine what that would feel like.
i took a couple packs out of the freezer and put them on the counter. i opened the cubord and took out a pan to fry it. opening the bacon, i turned on the stove to the right tempurature. i carefully placed the bacon in the pan, making sure not to get burned.
i stired around the delicasy in the pan and set the fork on the side. i went to the fridge and took out the apple juice, pouring it into a glass. much like bacon and pastina, apple juice is something you sould not take away from me.
sipping it carefully, i listened to the sound of the bacon sizzling. this was going to be a good batch, i can feel it.
doctor doctor need you bad, hold me babe
doctor doctor where ya at, give me somthin
i need ya love, i need ya love, i need ya lovin
ya got that kind medicine that keeps me comin
my body needs a hero, come and save me
somethin tells me you know how to save me
i jumped up from the counter, my ringtone scaring the crap out of me. i searched for my phone, the ringer repeating over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. i looked to the other side of the room and saw it on the chair by the t.v.
i ran over to it, triping might i add, and grabed it. i pressed answer and put the phone to my ear.
T "yellow"
Z " hey Trevor, its Zayn."
T "hola, me amiga. what can i do for you this fine afternoon."
Z "ok, first i am a guy. and second, can you come over and get Louis out of his room? Niall ate his last carrot and now he is sulking and wont come out."
T "first, i failed my spanish so dont judge me. and second, sure. just let me finish with me bacon."
Z "i will judge you if i so wish. and thanks Trevor, see you in 10 minutes" and he hung up. well then, that was not very nice. he didnt even say goodbye! oh well, i better get going.
i grabbed a basket and put the bacon inside, wrapping it in tinfoil to keep it nice and warm. i grabbed my keys off the table and ran out the door and onto the street. wait. i forgot to close the door.
i ran back and closed the door, locking it aswell, and ran onto the street once again.
AN
i know its short but i had to give you something so here you go.
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