yellow roses ; paddy holland au

Chapter 1

Bright, cheerful and joyful are what come to mind when thinking of a yellow rose. Yellow roses create warm feelings and provide happiness. Giving yellow roses are a way of telling someone how much you value the friendship you share.

(Y/N) woke up to the smell of freshly made pancakes. It wasn't only Sunday morning, but also the day (Y/N) was moving into the "Bitchelor"-House, as she liked to call it. Today was the day the other girls arrived and the first day of Paddy meeting them. (Y/N) was familiar with all of them because she went through all the auditions that were sent in and helped Nikki decide on a few of them. They had an agreement with Paddy that he was able to pick 5 of them himself and (Y/N) was far from surprised when she saw who he had picked. That was the moment she decided to call it The Bitchelor and not The Bachelor anymore.

Having adopted the habit of stealing Louis' or Paddy's hoodies, she put one on and made her way over to the kitchen where she was greeted by a weird sight: Louis and Paddy cooking breakfast. The girl couldn't remember the last time they were making breakfast. Since she was now finished with her exams and they were both not quite the early birds it was usually her task to make breakfast for the two idiots who would probably eat potato chips for breakfast. Hearing Rihanna's Umbrella in the background, (Y/N) leaned against the wall, watching the two topless dorks try to make pancakes. They hadn't seen her yet because they were facing the other way.

"Louis! Try it! It's so good!" Paddy laughed and shoved a handful of pancake with icing in the blonde boys mouth.

"That's fucking disgusting and you know it." Louis spit out what was shoved in his mouth. "You div don't know what sugar is do you? That is definitely salt in there, mate.'

"Salt, sugar, same thing." Paddy shrug his shoulders which made Louis shake his head.

"It's obviously not, you dumbass, there's no way (Y/N) will survive this breakfast without us poisoning her. Why can't we wake her up and ask her for help?" Louis laughed.

"Noooo, let her sleep! It's the last night in her own bed. I want to make her some breakfast, I feel bad enough for having my mum drag her into this whole thing." Paddy answered before placing the pancake mix where it belonged - in the trash. It always amazed the girl how different Paddy was at home. They've been clubbing plenty of times and it always felt like he was a completely different person outside of their shared home. She felt like the reason was that Louis and herself had known him when he was still growing up, they knew everything about him - and because they would cut off his balls if he acted like an ass around them. That was also the reason they had agreed that Paddy was not allowed to bring home girls every night and Paddy was cool with keeping the girls out of their sight, especially (Y/N)'s sight.

"You're both idiots." (Y/N) started laughing which made the two boys finally turn around. "Move out of the way and let the pro in the kitchen." She shook her head laughing before pushing the boys towards the living room.

"But I wanted to make breakfast!" Paddy pouted.

"Yeah and poison me, thank fuck I woke up. Go take a shower or play ball with Tessa... or Louis, same thing."

"I HEARD THAT!" Louis shouted from the bathroom.

"GOOD!" (Y/N) shouted back and made her way back into the kitchen where she managed to save, well, absolutely nothing they tried to make.

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(Y/N) went to the Hollands house an hour early since Sam had called her and asked her if she could help him with his work. Seeing the boy as her older brother she obviously agreed and was currently helping him do his work while being all dressed up. The girl loved Sam and she also loved roasting Paddy with him, the kid was an absolute savage. (Y/N) was in the middle of explaining something to the youngest Holland when her phone vibrated.