Allie's POV~
We ate breakfast talked at the table for a while.
"Allie, I am freezing is there anyway I can take a shower?" Louis asked.
"sure go for it. give me your clothes and I can wash them while you are in the shower. you can shower in my bathroom." I answered.
"okay thanks..but what will I wear when I get out of the shower..wont it still be washing?"
"you can wear some of my dads shorts if you want."
"ok thanks" and he ran upstairs
"OH AND SAVE SOME HOT WATER FOR ME TOMLINSON!!!" I yelled up to him. and everyone laughed. I gave him a pair of shorts and he gave me his clothes. I started a load of laundry and came back to the kitchen to find that everyone was gone except for Niall attempting to do the dishes.
I chuckled.
"Niall, you don't have to do the dishes go sit and rest."
"no you go sit I got this Al."
"No you don't..you're doing it wrong. you need to actually wet the sponge and put soap on it then you wrench the sponge on the dish and rub it around." I said while walking over and showing him. then he took the sponge from me dipping it in more water.
"oh..you mean like this??" he said as he took the sponge and wrenched it over my head and rubbed it in my hair like I told him to do on the dishes.
OKAY HORAN ITS ON!
"Close but try it with the green side." I took it again and turned my face to him and my back to the sink then I scrubbed his face with it and with my other hand took the sink hose and started spraying him with it.
"AHHH! ALISON IDONTKNOWYOURMIDDLENAME JACKSON..STOP THIS INSTANT!" He screamed while laughing.
"NEVER!!!!!!" Niall tried to grab my hand and then he slipped and fell pulling me along with him. we were now both soaked from the water especially Niall. and we were on our backs next to eachother laughing hysterically. once the laughter subsided it was dead silent...until I broke it.
"Rosemary." I said.
"huh?" Niall asked confused.
"Rosemary..it's my middle name."
"wow, that's beautiful." he said
"thanks..It was my grandmothers name." I said while a smile grew onto my face.
"it seems like you two were close."
"umm..yeah, we did everything together. we went shopping together, I was almost always at her house with her she would have me sit on her lap when I was younger and tell me stories about all sorts of things."
"Like what?" he asked interested
"well, my favorite story is the one where her and my grandpa met.
So my grandma when she was about my age maybe younger worked at a diner. my grandpa would come in everyday just to see her and he would give her a Rosemary flower for each day he had wanted her to be his. so he would come in and give her the flower every single day and say "A rosemary for my Rosemary.".
My grandmother always kept each flower even though she had a boyfriend at the time. the day her and her boyfriend got in a fight and it was late at night she was crying on the bench in the park and my grandpa happened to be there and he came to her and talked to her and then he said. "Rosemary you have always deserved better. and I am so stupid as to why it took me 409 days realize my mistake. but I am going to fix that." then he pulled behind his back a big red rose and said..how about a rose for my Rosemary?" and they kissed and soon ended up together and with the 409 flowers that my grandma saved they used them for the flower pedals at there wedding. my grandma saved the red rose and put in a sealed paper thing."
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And To Think This Is Just The Beginning
FanfictionI love everything about him. His radiant smile, bright blue eyes that light the room up, his laugh that makes everybody in the room crack up, his pure heart, his gorgeous hair, I could go on forever. Nobody will ever want to be with me, and I don't...
