5 Idiots and Me

Chapter 16

Hey guys! Well this isn’t my best chapter. It’s not really filler or anything, it’s just there. It’s actually a Chelsea and Harry cute/bonding moment, so bare with me please.

This chapter is dedicated to _SlimGun. Thanks for being an awesome Wattpad friend!

Oh and sorry for the late update.

6 DAYS TILL ONE DIRECTION’S ANNIVERSARY!

Chelsea’s P.O.V.

            Tears pricked the corner of my eyes as I clutched the TV remote to my chest. “Wow, that was really deep Harry.” The interviewer said, waking the shocked crowd up from their trance.

            “Yea mate. Nice job.” Louis said smacking Harry’s back.

            Harry sheepishly smiled and the blond interviewer turned back to the camera. “Okay folks, that’s for today. Say bye boys.”

            All five of the boys screamed their good-byes at the camera and I smiled through my tears. Harry… he made that poem for me. No one else, just for me. And it fit my situation perfectly. Suddenly, my phone rang from my pocket. I frowned. Who would be calling me now? I pressed the answer button and put the IPhone to my ear without checking the caller ID. “Hello?”

            “HELLO CHELS?” an obnoxious voice yelled into my ear.

            I jumped up at the tone and dropped my phone. Jesus. Clutching my chest, I picked up my phone and put it close enough to my ear to listen, but far enough for me not to lose my hearing. “HELLOOOOOOO? CHELSEA? IS ANYONE HOME? OH MY GOD! DON’T TELL ME YOU DIED!” The voice called again and I sighed. Oh Louis.

            “No Louis, I’m not dead. Now stop speaking so loud and tell me why you called.”

            I heard distinctive chatter and noises of struggling before a bubbly Irish voice talked to me. “’Ello love! Um, we’re going to leave the studio in 45 minutes, and we’re VERY hungry. So we were wondering if you could make us something to eat.”

            Great. I have homework and cooking to do now. “Well when are you guys going to get home?”

            “In about an hour total. Sorry love, duty awaits, bye!” Niall called out before ending the call.

            I looked at my phone and shook my head. Putting the phone in my back pocket, I began to walk to the kitchen to prepare something for the hungry boys. Mm, what to make, what to make, Ah. Got it.

            I started going through the cabinets and finally found what I needed. Double Chocolate Brownie mix. I checked the expiry date quickly— October 27th, 2013. Phew, still good to use. Who knows how long it was stashed in there.

            Taking a bowl out, I dumped all of the brown flour and mixed in water before stirring steadily. Preheating the oven to 375 degrees, I took a gray tray out and sprayed it with cooking spray. After mixing until all the lumps were gone, I poured the gooey mess into the tray and waited for the oven to be heated. In the meantime I decided to do my homework. Going into the living room, I grabbed my backpack and headed back into the kitchen just in time to hear the timer going off for the oven. Opening the hot oven, I placed the tray in and closed the door before setting the appropriate time. 50 minutes. (A/N I’m just making this time up cause I’m too lazy to look up the real time to make brownies.)  Looking at the clock, I was surprised to see the time was 3:45 already. So the boys were coming home at around 4:35, perfect. I could get my homework and the brownies down by the time the boys get back. I sat on one of the stools and took out my textbook for Math. I’m good.