Trust, Love, and Lost Relations

Wow... This is Awkward

Lexi's P.O.V.
Katrish and Liam had just left, and I was sitting on the couch. I was really hungry after all that dancing, so I went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

I was looking through the fridge, when a pair of hands wrapped around my waist. I turned around to see Zayn smiling at me. "What are you looking for, love?" He asked me.

"Food," I told him.
"What kind of food?"
"Any kind of food, really. I'm just hungry."

I looked at the clock, and seen that it was 1:00. A good time to have lunch. "Do you think maybe everyone else wants lunch too?" I asked him.

"Yeah, maybe," he said back.
"Hang on a second."
"Ok."

I walked into the living room to see that everyone was just sitting there chatting. "Is anyone else hungry?" I asked them all.

"Me!" Niall yelled. Obviously Niall is.
"Me too," Felicity said.
"Me three!" Louis yelled.
"I could eat," Harry said.

Chris didn't say anything. He would probably eat if we made lunch for everyone, but he probably wasn't very hungry.

"Kay, what do we want?"
"Chicken!" Niall yelled.

"Niall, it's lunch time, not dinner time." I told him, laughing. He pouted at me. I rolled my eyes playfully and looked at everyone else, waiting for an actual answer.

"We should have Kraft Dinner," Felicity said, "it's quick and easy."

"I can make it," Zayn offered, walking into the room behind me.

"Yeah, I think he should do it. I wanna see if he's actually any good at cooking," Chris said, not helping Felicity's case.

She noticed this as well, because she glared at him. "No, I can do it," She argued, "you're a guest."

"I think Zayn should do it," Harry said, "he's an excellent cook."

"Hey, I can cook too!" Felicity yelled, offended.

"We know that sweetheart," Niall said to her sweetly, "and that's all you've done since we got here."

"Yeah," Zayn agreed, "let us cook for a change."

"Well, let Zayn cook," Harry corrected, "I don't cook, I bake, and Louis would burn down the kitchen."

"Hey, I would not!" Louis shouted, indignant. The three boys just gave him a look and he sighed, defeated. "Ok, maybe I'd set something on fire. But I wouldn't burn down the whole damn kitchen."

"Fair enough," Zayn said, "so we've agreed that I'm cooking?"

"No we haven't!" Felicity yelled, at the same time everyone else said yes.

"Sorry, love, but you're staying right here," Niall said to her, pulling her into his lap.

"Niall!" She yelled, struggling to get out of his grip.

"Yes love?" He asked nonchalantly as if she wasn't struggling to get away from him.

"Let me go!" She yelled, still trying, but failing, to get away.

"Nope!" He said, laughing. Eventually, she just gave up and sighed, defeated. We all laughed at her.

She stuck her tongue out at all of us before thanking Zayn, and snuggling further into Niall's embrace. Her head was right below his chin. He smiled down at her fondly, before kissing the top of her head.

"Here, I'll help you," I said to Zayn. He grabbed my hand and dragged me into the kitchen. 

I had to help him find everything, as he hasn't been here long enough to know where everything was. I grabbed him a big pot which he filled with water, and then he put it on the stove to boil.