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•PANCAKES // LUKE PATTERSON•

Luke, Alex and I had always been close. Luke and I grew up together, but after the band got created, it felt like our limited time together was even more special. Alex had always been the one to chaperone Luke and I when we went out, seeing as he and Luke got on very well.

It was no surprise to anyone when Luke and I finally got together, and nobody was more supportive of our relationship then Alex. In fact he was probably more excited about it then Luke and I were.

We all lived together, which was something that was still new to all of us. Although Luke and I were in a relationship, we thought it would be better if we had our own rooms.

It had become a routine for one of the guys to sneak into my room for some cuddles at night, which usually meant that I had to share with one of them.

I watch as my bedroom door quietly creaks open, the dim light of the hallway floods the corner of the room that it's facing, as a body slips in through the door, closing it fully after they enter. I watch as they walk to the side of the bed, and lift up the covers, before getting in.

"You're not very sneaky." I whisper, causing Alex to jump slightly.

"You're supposed to be asleep." He pulls me in closer, as he always does.

"I was before the Hallway light blinded me." I look up at him, watching as he rolls his eyes.

"Go to sleep," He whispers back to me.

"But now you're here, we should have a party." I suggest, dancing slightly in the position I was currently in.

"It's nearly midnight, you need to sleep."

"I'll sleep when I'm dead." I challenge him. He looks down at me, smirking widely.

"Luke will kill me if I let you stay up." Although he was trying to get out of it, because of how luke will react, I knew that he really wanted to.

Without any hesitation, I lift the covers off me, and jump off the bed, not waiting for Alex as I hurried out the door. I didn't make any effort in keeping quiet, knowing that I would be waking Luke in a few seconds.

I walk to Luke's door, and watch as Alex walks out my room, a worried look plastered on his face. I turn the doorknob, and creep into the bedroom. Alex rushed behind me, putting his hands on my waist to try stop me, but it just encourages me as I shout:

"CONGA LINE!"

Luke bolts up in bed, watching as I dance around his room, Alex's hands on my hips, as he smiles slightly at Luke.

I was expecting Luke to shout at Alex and I, but he just smiled, yawned and got out of bed, all while I was still dancing.

He walked toward me, making me stop in my tracks. He leans down and plants a kiss on my cheek, before giving Alex a kiss on his cheek, making Alex overreact completely, as he ends up on the floor. Luke then walks out the room, leaving Alex and I alone, and confused.

"Why did he just leave like that?" I ask Alex.

"He's so tired of your shenanigans that he's not even bothered anymore." Alex laughs, still sitting on the floor.

"Shut up." I step over Alex and walk out the door, going to find Luke. I walk through the entire upstairs section, and can't find him, so I venture downstairs.

The moment I get down there, I smell pancakes. I walk into the kitchen, and see Luke shirtless, wearing a fluffy pink apron, making blueberry pancakes at nearly one in the morning.

"Well, that's not a normal sight." I laugh slightly.

"I'm just making the best out of a situation. I promised myself that if I couldn't sleep I would make some pancakes, and thanks to you two," he looks behind me, making me turn to see Alex standing there, smiling, "I don't think I'll ever get to sleep."

I walk up to him and inspect the pancake that was currently in his pan.

"Do we at least get some?" I ask him innocently.

"Absolutely not." Luke replies without a thought to spare.

"No biggie, it's not like I wanted your flat ass pancakes anyway." I turn to walk away, but am scooped up from behind, by a giggling Luke. He runs to Alex and basically throws me into his arms, making me scream, as he goes back to his pancakes.

"How dare you prioritize your pancakes over me!" I yell at him, as Alex puts me down.

"At least my pancakes aren't annoying."

"Wait! I have a joke." Luke and I turn our attention toward Alex, knowing this would probably be a good one. "What do you have in common with that pancake."

Alex looks proud as Luke and I try work out the pun, but inevitably fail.

"You both are getting eaten by Luke later."

He wiggles his eyebrows, and even though it takes me a few seconds, I finally get what he meant.

"3." I say quietly, giving Alex a death stare.

"3 what?" Alex asks as he cockily folds his arms.

"2." I whisper.

"Run!" Luke screams, making Alex bolt upstairs.

"1." I scream as I run after him, making sure that he'll pay for his dirty mind.