An Alpha's Jealousy (Narry Storan) (Book One)

Chapter Six: Part One

When the ball of light finally peaked over the horizon, my alarm screamed its' greetings; and, with no remorse, one of my arms shoots out from underneath the covers and roughly slams my hand along its head as I tried to shut it off without having to open my eyes. Silence finally reigned supreme again as I managed to turn my alarm clock off, but it last only for a split second before Anne's clear voice came through my bedroom door.

"Harry, Louis, it's time for school!" Mum reminded us; the sound of the metals in my door knob creaking told me exactly what she was about to do as the door was gently pushed open. "Come now, wakey wakey."

"No," Louis' weak protest came from beneath my bed, the noise of shuffling alerting me to Lou's actions, which were rolling over and placing a pillow over his head.

"The sooner you get up and face the day, the sooner it will be over," Anne responded as I finally sat up, taking note of her amused eyes and smile.

"Is that what you tell yourself when you wake up?" Louis inquired as he threw his pillow off his face and sat up with a cheeky smile.

"No; quite the opposite, actually: I tell myself the sooner I wake up, the sooner I can make both of your lives hell," Snickering at mum's response, my gaze trails over to Lou, who naturally wore a scandalized expression.

"How evil," Louis breathed as he let out an aggrandized gasp. "Just evil."

"I learn from the best," Anne shot Lou a smirk as she turned on her heels and exited the room. "Now, you can either have breakfast or go to school hungry. Your choice."

"Do you think she'd really let us go without food in our bellies?" Louis quickly whipped his head towards me with an ashen face as the question slipped out of his mouth.

Parting my pink lips, I try to use my vocal chords but they remain froze; so, I grab my white board, black marker and write my response.

"I wouldn't put it past her," I show Lou my response, not hiding my smirk, which grew wider when he abruptly sprung up from his makeshift bed and dashed down the stairs.

"Food!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, and the wheezing, silent laughter, which had erupted from my lips after Lou's reaction, spilled forth even harder when I heard the tell-tale sound of someone falling.

"Louis Tomlinson, do not shed your blood all over my beautiful, clean carpet just because you're an idiot who has a habit of tripping on the last step of stairs!" Anne harshly chided, but her tone revealed the amusement she received from Lou's antics.

"Sorry, mummy!" Wiping away the tears spilling down my cheeks after hearing Lou's response, I remove myself from my bed, grab my board and marker, and begin leisurely walking down the steps as I enjoyed the ruckus coming from the dining room.

"This is so delicious!" I heard Lou moan as the sound of chewing followed.

"He always says that," I acknowledge, the smile from the bedroom never leaving my lips as I gratefully took the plate from mum's hands and settled myself next to Lou.

"You always say that," Anne echoes my thoughts as she settles beside me with a cup of tea in her hands.

"'Cus 's 'ue," Lou states around a mouth full of food; both mum and I grimace in disgust when we see the chewed up breakfast.

"Shut your mouth when you eat, Louis Tomlinson!" Anne upbraids with a grin before taking a sip of her tea cup and continuing. "No one wants to see what chewed up food looks like in your mouth."

Lou, after pouting, pointedly opens his mouth as he shovels another round of food inside.

"Ew!" I write on my board and show Lou and mum before eating my own breakfast with a grin; but, when I finally noticed an empty seat across from me, I remembered my step-father, someone I haven't seen for some time now.