Life with One Direction

Chapter 6: Revealing the secrets.

Megan's POV

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I woke up to the early morning sounds of the birds outside, and the luscious smell of crispy bacon downstairs. I walked  to the kitchen and saw Niall, Zayn and Harry, all making breakfast.

"Morning babe."

"Morning love, sleep well?" Harry asked placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Yeah. What about you?"

I walked over to the opposite side of the kitchen and sat down on an open stretch of counter.

"Fine I guess." he replied continuing to cook.

"That's good. Hey Z what time is it?"

Zayn pulled out his phone and looked at the time.

"Six thirty-one." He said shoving his phone back into his pocket.

"So I've got.. twenty-nine minutes till the guys show up."

"Marcy and Edward still taking you to school?" Zayn looked at me and laughed.

"But, whats de point in all of dat, I mean ya got yer own car." Niall chuckled.

"The point is I don't have to go to school alone. Now if I could only figure out what to wear."

I always go to school with the boys, they are the closest friends I have besides El, Dani, and Pezz, but they aren't even in the same country right now.

Marcel, Edward and I have been going to school together for three years, it wasn't till about a year ago that Harry graduated.

I went back upstairs and walked over to my dresser. I picked out my black and white Vans tee shirt, black ripped jeans, and my white Converse from Harry. I made my way over to my jewelry box and I heard someone knock on my door.

"Who is it?"

"It's Harry." I heard him say.

"Alright c'mon in."

He slowly opens the door and finally comes inside.

"I completely forgot you still went to school with the boys." He says sitting down on my bed.

I take off my pajama shirt, and I can feel his eyes on me. I hear him chuckle to himself.

I got dressed in record time, I say that because just as I finished getting dressed I heard the guys knock at the front door.

"C'mon up guys!" I yell walking back to my jewelry box again.

I grab my music note necklace from my mom and slip it over my head.

"G-G-Good M-Morning." I hear Marcel stutter.

"What's up girly?" Edward laughs.

 "Morning Marcy. Just the same old stuff."

"Hows you mum doing?" Edward asks sitting on the floor.

"She erm.... She..." I couldn't finish my sentence. She hasn't gotten any better, if anything she got worse. My mum has stage four cancer, she's been fighting it for years.

"Actually, I'm gunna go talk to her." I sprang out the door and to my mums room.

I hadn't spoken to my mum all weekend because she likes to be alone. And she doesn't want me to worry, especially when I have company.

"H-Hi mum."

"Oh hi honey." She smiled.

"How are you feeling?" I'm not really sure if I want the answer..