Summer Love (Niall Horan/OC)(Harry Styles/OC)

Chapter 6

Summer Love-Chapter 6

Arianna's POV

I exited my room and walked down the white washed stairs. I could smell the distinct smell of pancakes and maple syrup. Glancing into the kitchen I could see a curly haired boy clad in low hung sweatpants dancing to a song in his head. His bare back flexed and I resisted the urge to run my hand over his defined muscles. Oh hell, what have I gotten myself into.

"I hope you made enough for everyone," I said causing Harry to drop the spatula on the kitchen floor.

He whipped his head around and said, "I made extra. Niall's probably going to eat the first few batches by himself."

"That's true. I wonder why the power is working down here and not upstairs. I just took the coldest shower of my life," I said.

"I'm sure that I've taken colder ones," he said winking at me, "Besides, powers not working down here either. Your lucky that your stove is powered by gas."

Okay weird, wouldn't the milk be spoiled then.

I voiced my question out loud and Harry scratched the back of his head.

"Well I sort of just ran back to my rental on the beach and grabbed the ingredients. We still have power."

"So you got the stuff from your house and made breakfast here?" Stephanie questioned, coming up behind us.

"Well, I couldn't leave the two of you to starve, could I?" He asked turning his attention back to the pancakes. Plating them, he placed them in front of us. He quickly turned back to his pancake mix and I noticed that his cheeks were red.

"Aw, is Harry blushing?" Stephanie asked.

"Why's Hazza blushing?" Niall mumbled as he walked into the kitchen. He plopped himself down on the stool next to Stephanie.

"I'm not blushing!" Harry cried.

"Sure your not- Niall don't you dare touch my pancakes!" Stephanie said, slapping Nialls hand away from her plate.

"But Steph! I'm hungry!" He said, throwing her his pouty look. His eyes were wide and his bottom lip was out.

"Aw that's cute. He thinks that going to work on you" I said.

"Relax Niall, your pancakes are done," Harry said placing a plate in front of the hungry Irish boy. Niall grinned, awaken from his stupor and dug in his pancakes after drenching them in maple syrup.

"These are delicious Harry!" I said. They truly were. That boy really does know his way around the kitchen.

Stephanie's POV

"Thanks. I'm glad you like them," he said grinning at her. That boy is too cute, it's so obvious he's trying to impress her.

Arianna smiled back at him and jumped out of her seat to help him pour the drinks.

"I hope orange juice is okay. I didn't know what else you guys would like," he questioned.

"It's perfectly alright Harry. I'm sure Arianna can drink orange juice this once," I said.

"Steph!" Ari exclaimed glaring at me.

"You don't like orange juice?" Harry asked.

"I prefer cranberry but I can drink orange juice. It's no problem," she said waiving him off. She pushed him towards the last stool and dropped a plate of pancakes in front of him.

"Eat," she said, while she handed the rest of us our glasses of juice.

"Yes ma'am!" Harry saluted her and started eating.