The List

31. "Stop coming closer, I have morning breath."

31. "Stop coming closer, I have morning breath."

"I'm coming over," Connor informs me through the phone.

"Humph," I mumble, still half asleep.

"I'll be there in ten. Be ready," he tells me as I end the call, and fall back to sleep.

After what felt like ten seconds of sleep, I'm woken again by someone playing loud music in my ear.

"Stop," I moan, "Go away," I swat them away with my hand.

"No, it's time to wake up Emmy," Connor calls.

"Who even let you in," I groan, turning to face him.

"Harry," he smiles.

He begins to pull my covers off me, which ends up in me falling on the floor with my duvet underneath me. Connor then traps me underneath his own body. His body heat keeping me warm.

"C'mon Emily," he coos as if I were a 3 year old.

"No," I say stubbornly, "I'm tired. Stop coming closer, I have morning breath," I complain again.

"Em, we've got things to do. It's so late, how tired can you be? You're just lazy," he says.

Then he starts tickling me- at first it makes me laugh, then he tells me he won't stop until I get up.

"Ugh, fine," I give in, tears streaming down my face.

I get up in the most unlady like fashion (rolling off my bed and falling on the floor) and stomp towards the bathroom taking some clothes with me.

After having a shower, brushing my teeth and dressing in some decent clothes, I leave the bathroom.

I'm wearing a big hoody (that most likely doesn't belong to me but Connor or Harry) and some leggings; I don't bother with make-up or shoes as I assume we're at home today.

I make my way back to my room, "Can you do me a favour babe," I ask Connor who is lounging on my bed, I flop on to the bed next to him.

"What is it," he asks.

"Can you dry my hair please," I ask him, smiling. It's just that I'm so lazy and drying my hair seems like a chore. And today of all days I couldn't be bothered.

"Only because you're my girlfriend," he replies, grabbing my hairdryer and plugging it in. He tells me to sit in front of him in between his legs, and he switches on the hair dryer and begins to dry my hair.

Ten minutes later, and I'd say he's done a pretty good job.

"Thanks Con."

"Okay. So what do I get?"

I respond to his question with a kiss, which he seems happy with.

"So what was this thing we were doing today?"

"I was thinking. We could start your list today," he smiles, playing with my fingers.

"I'd forgotten about that. Yeah, let's start today," I grab the list from my bedside table and study it carefully.

"I think we should do the food ones today cause I'm in the mood for food and cooking," Connor states.

"You're always in the mood for food," I laugh.

"So are you, and don't even try to deny it!"

"Fine, fine. So we're doing- Create an ice cream flavour and make rainbow cake," I say, reading the food related tasks from the sheet of paper.