Secrets ➸ Misaac

5.3

Isaac's outfit above cause squee, also make sure to read the A/N at the end of the chapter!

7 Chapters until the book ends and it still feels like I'm counting down New Years?!

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It was month three now, and the days were starting to get slower to him. He had two more months and he'll be with Michael for a day. Then he has to wait one more month until its the last concert of the tour.

Right now the boys were in Barcelona Spain, they'll be entering the US on June 30th.

It was around 7 AM right now, and for Michael it was about 4 PM so he had about four hours to talk to Michael before they go on stage.

His siblings and mom had to go do some errands so he was home alone until Abigail came over at nine.

Isaac got out of bed, only in his underwear and big sweatshirt. He yawned, going downstairs and to the kitchen.

He made himself some tea, boiling some water as he grabbed a mug and a lemon, a pinch of kian pepper, honey, and pinch of sugar.

As he waited he got some things to make french toast. He didn't have regular bread, which made him groan since he had to use the bread they usually have at Subway.

But he sucked it up and became flexible, trying to work with what he had.

While the french toast was started he poured the hot water in the mug before mixing in the lemon juice, teaspoon of honey, and one pinch of the kian pepper and the sugar.

He then let it cool for a bit as he threw away the left over ingredients and continued to make the french toast.

He got a small plate, filling it with the french toast then a bit of whipped cream and raspberries.

He took his breakfast and went back to his room, sitting at the desk, logging into Skype, and calling Michael. As he waited for the twenty year old to pick up he started eating.

"Morning babe," Michael laughed, seeing the messy haired boy take a bite of his french toast, "what'd you make? Looks good."

Isaac nodded and swallowed what he had been chewing before he spoke, "tea and french toast."

"You're gonna have to make me some when I'm in town 'cause thats making me hungry."

Isaac giggled and took a sip if his tea, he liked the combination of the lemon, sweet, and spicy in his tea. It sort of helped clear his throat.

He doesn't think Michael could handle all of those things at once though, Michael loves food but tea doesn't seem like his thing.

Maybe coffee, but not tea.

"I haven't eaten since twelve and all I had was a salad. Isaac I ate a fucking salad I'm starving!" Michael complained and Isaac laughed.

"Why did you have salad then?"

"Because I trusted Calum to order something to eat and I'm never doing that again." He answered and Isaac snorted as he imagined the scene in his head.

"Well then just order pizza after the show, what'd you have for breakfast?" Isaac exaggerated the 'you' and Michael paused for a second.

"Like a bowl of god damn fucking Fruit Loops."

Isaac erupted in laughter, just the way Michael had put it made the whole thing so much funnier. Isaac started to tear up from laughing, his face slightly red and his throat starting to hurt.

Michael giggled at how cute Isaac looked laughing, his laugh was loud like his own and he liked that.

Isaac soon calmed down and drank some more of his tea so his throat didn't hurt. He then finished up eating and put his dish off to the side so he'd remember to put it away later.