Unmasked

The brightness of the sun through the window woke me up. I stretched and yawn while opening my eyes, I looked around and noticed I was on the floor. Then I remembered me and the lads crashed in the living room after the movie.

I sat up and saw that they were all still sleeping, Liam was falling off the love seat with his mouth open, Harry was practically on top of Louis on the couch, and Niall was passed out on the floor next to me, giving out a loud snore.

I tried not to laugh and left out a little smirk , I have to take a picture of this, I covered them up a little cause Harry and Liam just had their boxers on.

As I was reaching for my phone and saw the text that I got last night. I wondered how it got opened but, I just shook the thought off and deleted the text. I hated these kind of texts but I have to go, I had to, I had no choice.

I took a picture and tweeted it: Look who's still sleeping? Guess they a had a long night! ;)

I got so many notifications of tweets and retweets, I put my phone down and decided to shower and then make breakfast. I got up quickly and ran to the bathroom. Since it was a hot day I put on shorts and went shirtless after my shower.

I ran downstairs and started making chocolate chip pancakes for the lads. I turn around away from the stove and see Niall sitting at the table. I spill some of the pancake mix in my hand on the floor.

"Niall! You scared me mate! You just can't creep in the kitchen like that!" I grab for the nearest towel to clean up the mess.

"Sorry I didn't know whenever I enter a room that your in I had to let you know!" He throws up his hands in innocence.

I give him a dirt look and throw the towel I had in my hand at his face, but he ducks and it hits Harry in the face.

"Aahh!" Harry stubbles backwards taking the towel off his face.

Niall starts laughing so hard I can't even hear him, I think he's going to pass out, then he lets out a huge gasp for air.

I start laughing too.

"You know it's not that funny Niall," Harry puts the towel on the table.

"Good morning everybody!" Liam enters the kitchen, with Louis sluggishly following him, he looks half asleep still.

"Morning" I flip the pancakes that are ready in the pan.

Niall was still laughing, he tired to say good morning but nothing came out but laughter.

"What's up with him?" Louis took a seat next to him.

"Nothing at all," Harry shoots him a look.

"You need any help?" Liam comes up next to me.

"Uh sure can you make the coffee?"

"Sure thing mate," he rubs my back and starts for the coffee maker.

"I'll set the table up," Louis gets up form his seat and goes to the dishwasher to look for plates and utensils for breakfast.

"I might as well help with something!" Harry looks around to see what he can help out with.

Right then the phone rings.

"Harry you finish up here and I will get that!" I hand him the mixing bowl and head to the phone.

"Oh ok," he looks confused but doesn't ask any questions.

They all look confused, because I never answer the phone, ever.

I rush to the phone, "Hello?"

- Louis' POV:

"What the hell is going on with Zayn?" I start setting the table.