The Love Game (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6

*Jane’s POV*

My eyes fluttered as I try to focus in the dim lit room. The sun was spilling through the curtains, some landing perfectly on my face. I look around the room to see that everyone was still asleep. I notice that a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and see that they belong to Harry, who also was still asleep. His curls covered his eyes. A loud snore from Louis took me out of my daze. I gently get Harry’s arms off of me and stand up. I shuffle into the kitchen and see the time on the small microwave that hung over the old stove.

12:30 am.

I rub my head and gave a small groan. We must have fallen asleep late to wake up this late. I start up the coffee machine once more and then head back into the living room and picked up the trash we left the night prior.

“Pigs.” I whispered to myself. After that, I go over to sleeping Marie, who was cuddling with Niall.

“Yo. Marmar. Wake up.” I whispered. I kicked her gently in the ribs until her eyes fluted open.

“What?” she groaned. She shielded her eyes from the sun rays that continue to leak into the room.

“Help me make breakfast, yea?”

“No.” She groaned and then cuddled with the fake blond and fell right back to sleep. I gave a heavy sigh and went into the kitchen. I open one of the boxes we haven’t opened yet and pull out Marie’s trusty flat-iron to make bacon. I go to the fridge, finding it empty. We still needed to go buy essential stuff. Like food for example.

“Uhg.” I pulled out a pen and paper and wrote a quick note.

Guys,

I went to get food at the supermarket to make for you lazy bums. Marie, make sure you don’t let the boys burn the apartment down. That is, if you guys ever wake your asses up that is.

~Jane

I grab the house keys, Harry’s car keys, my purse and phone, and head out the door. I put Harry’s keys into the ignition, take off the safety bar from the wheel, and drove off. I arrived to a Sainsbury not too far from the house. The supermarket was empty, although it was still 10 till one.

“Eggs… bacon… pancake mix… frozen waffles… milk… orange juice…” I ran the list in my head as I grabbed food of the shelves. Then I moved through the other aisles and grabbed stuff like shampoo, soap, razors, random snacks I never heard of, and whatnot. I stared at the whine section for a good long while.

“Meh, what the hey?” I grab a bottle, then a box of Red Bull and finally move the cart to the cashier.

“Having a party?” the lady asked.

“I wish.” I laughed. She gave a smile and scanned the rest of the foodstuffs. I pay and leave, carrying a billion bags with me. In no time, I was back to see that no one was awake.

Still.

I crumple up the note and stuff it in my back pocket. I kicked Marie a little harder this time.

“Owww!” she yells, waking up Liam and Zayn. Niall, Louis, and Harry on the other hand, were still dead asleep.

“What happen?” mumbles Zayn.

“I cut off your quiff.” I say casually. He grabs his hair then rolls his eyes in relief.

“Good you’re awake. Help me cook pwezzeee??”  I begged.

“Still no.” says Marie and she covers her face with one of the sofa pillows. I turn to Zayn, hoping I get a yes.

“No. you lied about my hair.” Zayn sticks his tongue out at me. I roll my eyes and finally turn to Liam.