disconnected / l.r.h

24❤️

*present*

"I smell food!" we heard a loud voice along with the slam of the front door along with footsteps of the rest of them.

Obviously, it was Niall and that Irish pronunciation of his. Luke and I swing to each other and snicker a bit at the insane Irish kid. 

"What did you make?" Cara asks with a grin as she sets two sacks down on the counter. The young men take after behind her and start to put stuff from alternate sacks away.

"I made brownies, Luke and I chose to make the entire box since we didn't need them to go to waste," I tell whatever is left of them behind me as I stick the toothpick in the chocolate goodness to check whether they were finished.

"Is it true that they are done yet? I need a few!" Niall brings in energy. I think everyone is okay right now, we're in New York still celebrating. No more drama.

I pull the toothpick from the brownies and set the brownies on the counter top to cool. Since we basically rented a house out here in New York, the basic baking supplies were already here.

"They're done but really hot, Niall. Can't you wait for them to cool down a bit?" I joked with a hint of a laugh.

The kid lets out a breath, to some degree disappointed murmur and frowns a bit. "Fine," he spats, folding his arms over his mid-section in thrashing. Whatever remains of us laugh at the frowning kid who was whimpering for a portion of the brownies we made.

Luke and I discuss a million distinct things that ring a bell. From time to time, Niall would inquire as to whether they were done yet. Luke would shake his head making the blonde kid scowl, his arms still crossed.

Following a decent ten minutes or somewhere in the vicinity, I reach in the closest drawer so I could snatch a little spatula alongside a blade, to cut the brownies obviously. It takes me a couple of minutes yet I cut them into sufficiently even squares, all because of the dull blade I pulled from the flatware drawer.

"Are they done yet?" the restless Irishman asks as he strolls into the kitchen, Cara a little routes behind him. The other boys stroll in no time flat after the two lovebirds did, Calum and Ali still strong.

"Try not to eat them all, Nialler, spare some for us, mate," Louis clowned with the more youthful kid as he stuffed his face with the prepared goodness that was brownies.

"Oh my god, these are the best brownies I've ever had!" Niall exclaims loudly, his mouth full of food.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, it doesn't look nice," Cara mutters to the boy beside her, laughing a bit.

"How about we go observe a few films and have some a greater amount of these?" Harry proposes motioning toward the front room in the wake of indicating the half-full skillet of brownies, gulping the last piece of brownie from his plate that he held in his right palm.

We as a whole concur with him and soon advance into the front room in the wake of getting another brownie or not on the off chance that we needed one.

Louis, Zayn and Liam were at that point sitting on the lounge chair in a comfortable position, while I stood ponderously alongside Luke, whose eyes I could feel on me as we take a gander at whatever is left of them.

"So, what do we all want to watch?" I ask looking at the other boys and then over at Cara and Harry, who was paying no mind to me, his eyes focused elsewhere, on Cara or the food in front of his face. A few of the guys called out random movie titles I wasn't quite sure we had, like Insidious and some others like that.

"Sorry to rain on your guys' parade but I don't do scary movies, they give me...nightmares, like really bad," I tell them with a nervous laugh.

"Awe, you're no fun! It isn't really that scary, love," Liam replies with a slight laugh and a hint of a smile on his face. I give him a small smile in return and roll my eyes.

"Yeah, you're no fun!" Niall exclaims with a chuckle as he looks over at me.

"Luke, come help me pick one out, yeah?" I question in a somewhat British accent best I could.

"Sure thing love and your accent was quite rubbish but alright for a Cali girl I suppose," Luke replies with a smile as I lead him to the cabinet where all of our movies are.

I just laugh and push him lightly. "And you're rude, I lived in London for 6 years!" I call out in faux-irritated fashion and cross my arms over my chest like I was at him, like Niall was doing earlier when he was pouting about the brownies.

"How 'bout we find something to watch on Netflix instead?" Luke came up with the idea, playing with his lip ring he looked adorable.
I smile and ruffle the tall boy's hair a bit earning a chuckle from his mouth. His laugh; it was too damn cute.

"Sure!" was a reply from Liam and Zayn in unison.

"Sounds good," Niall replies happily. "Feels good." Ashton responds and we all laugh.

"Let the search begin!" Louis calls out a bit loudly.

"Who wants popcorn? Might go make some while you lot search for somethin' to watch," Niall pipes up in a loud manner, earning a laugh from the rest of us, Cara included.

"You proper serious, mate? Just a few moments ago you had brownies you were goin' crazy for and now ya want popcorn? Unbelievable," Michael mutters his eyebrows creased in confusion as he looks at the blonde boy who was sitting beside my best friend.

"Problem, Michael?" Niall questions his friend, a cheesy smile on his face. You could tell Harry was still pissed at Niall for getting with Cara as he rolls his eyes kissing Cara on the cheek.

Following a couple of minutes of looking through a portion of the films, we discover one; Super 8. Generally as we chose, Niall strolled into the room, a dish of popcorn in his grasp. Cara begins the motion picture and we all in all watch it. Occasionally, I could feel my fingers brush against Luke's.

I couldn't help the become flushed that crawled onto my face. My eyes got a look at Luke's cheeks that were obscured a shade of pink and I really wanted to redden considerably more. He was excessively delightful when he was humiliated, he truly is. I turn away my look from his and center them back on the level screen before me.

I let out a delicate moan as I hear noisy voices talking around me. Did I nod off? As I gradually open my eyes, I see I was laying my head on somebody's shoulder. I let a yawn slip from my lips as I gradually lift my head up off of whoever's shoulder I was on. I soon acknowledge it was Luke, since he was right close to me.

"Sorry for waking you, love," he tells me with a soft smile, the words rolling off his tongue.

"It's fine," I tell him and feel my cheeks heat up a bit. I couldn't help but blush at his words. "Your shoulder's comfy, hope you didn't mind," I tell him with a slight chuckle and rub my hands over my eyes to rid the sleep from them.

"Never," he kisses my lips and I smile.

He was cute when he reddened. As I turn upward, I see Louis, Zayn and Liam talking unobtrusively amongst each other. I could just think about what it was about, something about Luke and I in all probability perhaps, however nothing's happened.