April Showers [h. s.]

6

The song for chapter 6^^

'Got your wings now you can't stay

Take those dreams and make them all come true.

Butterfly fly away.

You've been waiting for this day.'

//

'Wakey wakey superstar.' Noah greeted me with the next morning.

'Morning' I yawned, 'What time is it?' I replied with a grumble.

I didn't get much sleep last night. I don't know if it was fear or excitement or from the events of last night that kept me up, relishing in my emotions.

I turned to my side to face Noah, looking well rested. 

I wish I was.

'Half five.' He said with excitement in his tone.

'Noah-' I paused 'Why on earth did you wake me so early?' I groaned, slamming a pillow over my face to hide from the florescent light he just turned on.

'It's my last morning with my little sister, sorry I wanted to spend more than half an hour with you.' He apologised, mockingly.

'You've got facetime.' I sighed.

'Not the same sis.' He laughed jumping back into my bed.

I prop myself up on my elbow to see him.

'I'll actually miss you a lot, you know.' I tell him sincerely.

'Shut up you sap.' He laughs, throwing a pillow at me that was at the end of my bed.

'I'm making you breakfast come down when you're ready.', he continues, getting up to walk out the door.

'Thanks, be down in a minute.' I reply.

'Don't take too long please.' He whines.

'Can't rush perfection brotha.' I answer back.

Noah forms his lips into a line with a smirk and closes the door.

-

I walked down the stairs, making sure to be extra quiet while passing Mum's room.

I still can't believe what she did last night, maybe she's right and I'm not making the right decision but that's not her choice to make at the end of the day.

I don't think I'd ever forgive myself if I didn't take the opportunity from Zayn, I just hope the crowds like my songs.

I still don't think I've actually realised I will sing in front of thousands in the next few weeks.

I noticed the dining table once I enter the kitchen, Noah has set up a plate full of pancakes with all the toppings I could wish for, a bunch of flowers and a box wrapped in wrapping paper.

'Took you 24 years to learn how to cook, congrats bro.' I mock.

'Do you want it or not?' he moans.

'I know someone that would love them if you don't.' He says pointing at Bibble sitting on the couch, licking her paws.

I roll my eyes and sit down beside him and take a pancake onto my plate, putting sugar and lemon on top.

My favourite.

We finished our breakfast half an hour before I leave, we spent the time joking and laughing about our childhood, feeding Bibble scraps of pancakes.

I really enjoyed this morning, Noah made it so perfect. He was always the most amazing older brother to me but this morning has taken the cake.