Trouble. [L.P]

Chapter 5

"What's the fuck!" I yelled as I felt cold icy water being poured on me. I ran my hand over my face as I looked up to see Chris standing with a bucket in her hand. I groaned when my head pounded from the simple move of my head.

I rubbed my head, realization hitting me that I was literally sleeping on the floor all night.

"Shit!" Louis and Harry cursed in the same time when Chris did the same thing to them. Jane and Niall were already up with their clothes soaked with water too.

"I fucking hate you Chris!" I groaned as I felt the repeating throb in my head.

"Come on sleepy heads, get your asses up because I'm hungry." She told us, receiving a flying pillow from Niall, hitting her in the face.

"How can you manage to wake up after getting wasted last night?" Jane questioned, scratching her head with her brows knitted together.

"Don't you have a hangover or somethin'?" Louis rolled his eyes in annoyance, standing up from the spot where he was sleeping on the floor.

"Yes I have but food helps me to get better more than sleeping." She explained, throwing the bucket away. "So someone come and help me with making breakfast!" She yelled on her way to the kitchen.

"Okay .." Harry groaned, getting up and stretching his arms.

I sighed, deciding I'd go to the bathroom first because I'm a no use in the kitchen, I can't cook anything so I won't help anyway.

I managed to stand up after stumbling a few times. I noticed that Niall has went again to sleep, resting his head on the couch while his body was still lying on the floor.

I chuckled at the sight and dragged myself to Harry's bathroom. I really needed to take a shower right now but I have no clothes to change into it so I just splashed some water on my face hoping that it will work. Of course all my makeup have melted and I looked like a panda. Sleeping with your makeup on is the worst thing ever. I tried removing it with water and normal face soap because Harry for being a boy doesn't have a makeup remover of course.

I dried my face in Harry's towel knowing that he'll get rid of it soon when he finds out that I used it. I tried my hardest to dry my clothes but it didn't work. I just tied my hair up into a ponytail and then went out to find that Jane was waiting for me outside so she could enter and wash her face as well.

I walked to the kitchen so I could at least watch them making breakfast. I sat on one of the stools, resting my elbow on the counter and leaning my head into my hand.

"You'll just sit there?" Chris asked me, "At least help us with preparing plates and stuff."

I rolled my eyes and huffed, "Okay .."

I hopped off from the chair and opened a cabinet, taking out six plates and putting them on the counter. Then I got six forks and knives, throwing them on every plate. I don't know if we will even use them or not.

"Done." I told Chris, making my way back to my stool.

"You did a great work." She told me, sarcastically. Focusing on whatever she was doing and not facing me.

"Thanks." I faked a smile at her when she turned around from the oven, and stifled a laugh.

Jane has just came in the kitchen and soon enough Chris mentioned for her to do something after a lot of arguments, Jane gave up like me.

Jane placed two french toasts on my plate and I thanked her, even though she wasn't the one that made it.

"You should thank me." Chris put her hands on her hips, offended.