[1] Babysitting Lux

12 - Stealing Niall's Cookies & Being Pranked

Lux and I were enjoying those cookies so much. They were quite delicious! We enjoyed every single one of them. They were the best chocolate chip cookies I had ever eaten in my life! You could feel the chocolate melt inside your mouth. It tasted and smelled like heaven. I sat back, resting my back against the seat and sighing happily. This was the best breakfast I had ever had. I took a sip of my juice as Lux grabbed her baby plastic bottle and sipped in some juice as well.

As we remained there, happily eating our breakfast, and enjoying every bit of it, I heard the now familiar crack that indicated the door was being opened. I turned to face in that direction even though I could not see anything because of the refrigerator and held my breath as I heard and recognized the voices. Oh lord. I knew those four British accents and that Irish accent. I knew them all too well. Shouldn’t they be recording or something? Uh-oh, crap. I am not panicking, I am not panicking. Oh lord! I am so panicking! I balled my hands into fists, forcing myself to calm down.

I held my breath in as they continued their conversation, apparently not noticing I was there. Thank God Lux was not saying anything this time since she was too focused on her juice.

“Ugh! I want to sleep!” Zayn whined.

“Perhaps you should have slept earlier!” Liam replied with a light chuckle.

“Yeah, instead of playing videogames all night with Louis,” Harry added, apparently enjoying the situation just as much as Liam did.

All of a sudden they moved to the other side, to a spot from which they could perfectly see me. I thanked all the Greek gods I could think of that they were submerged into their conversation and not looking around in the big kitchen.

“It was an awesome game!” Zayn defended.

“You are right lad!” Louis agreed, crossing his left arm over Zayn’s shoulders.

“Yeah, but now you are whining about not getting enough sleep, Zayn!” Harry pointed out.

“Leave me alone you…turtle!” Zayn shirked, confusing everyone including himself.

Harry scrunched his face up in confusion. “Turtle?” he said, trying to find the sense of it.

“Yeah! Turtle!” Zayn replied, a bit more confident this time, even though the confusion did not leave his face at any moment. I just held on tighter to my glass of milk, trying to control my shaking.

“Shut up lad!” Liam said and sighed, obviously tired.

“He called you a turtle!” Louis pointed out as if they had not heard it already and burst out laughing.

“He called him a turtle!” Niall repeated, joining Louis on the joke, even if they were the only two laughing. They were laughing so hard that tears started to form at the rims of their eyes and they had to clutch their stomachs to calm themselves down, even though it did not work.

“I do not want to shut up!” Zayn countered, finally being able to be heard over Niall and Louis’ laughs.

“I do not give a cucumber. Just shut up,” Liam demanded, even though you could hear the playfulness in his voice.

“A cucumber? Are you serious Liam?” Zayn countered, once again and rolled his eyes at Liam who shrugged in response as if saying he did not regret it.

That was their heated up fight until Niall stopped it. I realized he had disappeared long ago from his laughing show with Louis. I had just lost my focus on him since Liam and Zayn were fighting over a cucumber expression meanwhile harry and Louis grabbed a glass with water each and had started to drink it, joking from time to time by raising the little finger and making it seem as if they were posh people drinking tea.