Chapter 31- Charcoal breakfast

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*Charlotte's POV*
I woke up to the sound of a smoke alarm. "NIALL WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING" I screamed
"Cooking breakfast" he replied as calm as anything.

Emerging out of my room I saw that Niall was attempting to cook a full English, I say attempting because he was failing miserably. The bacon in the pan resembled charcoal and the toast was in a similar state.

"Oh no Niall! Breakfast is resembling charcoal" I said laughing.

"I know I know I'm sorry Charlie" he replied sadly.

"Here let me cook" I replied taking the pan off him and putting its contents into a bin.

I went into my room and grabbed some clothes, shut the door, and got changed quickly. Niall called out to me "What are you doing ! You can't make breakfast in there !!" When I emerged dressed it confused Niall more so. I grabbed my coat and said to him "I'm going to get some food where's the nearest supermarket?" "Just round the corner " he replied.

I found all the ingredients I needed and walked back to Niall's apartment. I walked in with the bags; Niall's eyes lit up. "Out!" I ordered him with a devilish grin.

Soon I had made breakfast. Smoked salmon on bagels with hollandaise sauce, made by me.

"Jesus Charlie this is amazing !" Niall said approvingly.

"Good! Now what does Mr Niall Horan have in store for me today?"

"You'll see, now we need to get ready because we need to leave at 10. " He replied.

"NIALL THATS HALF AN HOUR I AM A GIRL YOU KNOW !!!" I yelled running into my room.

Luckily I was dressed, simply in black skinny jeans and a loose top. All I had to do was straighten my hair and put makeup on, not too bad.

So I put on my makeup, very simple brown eyes and then red lipstick. Obviously I'd put on foundation first.

Niall approved. "Charlie you look amazingly gorgeous." He said to me when I walked out. He was wearing jeans and a grey top. He had the flat cap that had become a Niall statement in his hand. I laughed "You my dear Niall look amazingly hot." Which was true he did.

Our eyes locked together but then Niall's phone rang. "The cars here"

I grabbed my handbag along with the bag containing the clothes from yesterday. "Are we coming back?" I asked. "Ah no we aren't" he replied taking the bag off me and carrying it to the car.

We got in. It was a Bentley and in the front was a driver I assumed Niall knew due to the "Hiya Dave" when we got in. We were off to a place I had no idea what or where it was and that was just the beginning of the day...

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