Chapter 6: Cooking!

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Niall's P.O.V

I don't know how I'll protect her, I know it will be hard for me to be their for her when I'm touring around the world, but I will try my best. I sound like I'm her boyfriend, but I wouldn't mind. The thing is, we hardly know each other, but I feel a connection between us, something I've never felt with anyone.

And I'm almost certain it's love.

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Clara's P.O.V

I wake up in the morning, in my room, to find Niall asleep next to me. We must have fallen asleep after the talk we had, but I'm just glad he sleeps with clothing on, well most of it. He's wearing is sweat pant's with no t-shirt. I look down to what I'm wearing; My black leggings and white singlet.

I sit up and slide out of bed, and make my way to the hallway. It's only eleven o'clock, so I pretty much got 5 hours sleep. Nobody else is up, apart from Liam, who's sitting at the kitchen table eating toast with chocolate spread.

"Morning Clara," Liam greets me. "How'd you sleep?" He winks at me. Then I realise what he's talking about. Niall and myself. "We fell asleep when talking okay," I laughed. "I should be asking you, you are the guest."

"Everyone slept good, the kids ended up crashing in the rooms we were in, they kind of refused to sleep anywhere else." He laughed. I forgot about the kids, wow I'm such a great baby sitter.

"Did they behave?" I ask him.

"Well, it was really Anna who took care of it all," He smiled, "It was Oliver, James, Louis, and Harry who would go to bed." He laughed, shaking his head.

I just shook my head, of course it would be Anna who takes control.

"I pretended to be asleep, so I didn't get in the way of her" Liam tells me and I can't help but laugh. "But Zayn, he really was dead to the world." We both laughed.

"I'm making us a big breakfast, do you want something?" I ask Liam, "Well, I just did have a slice toast but I think I could handle some more." He smirked at me. "I'll help you."

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We've cooked eggs, bacon, pancakes, , French toast, waffles, breakfast burgers which are my signature creation, and even made fresh orange juice. We lay everything out on the kitchen table, along with some different sauces, cutlery and plates.

"I'll go wake them all," I tell Liam. "I don't think that will be necessary love," Liam tells me. I look at him with confusion, then turn around to see everyone who was asleep just minutes ago, standing in the entry of the dining room.

"We smelt the food." Niall chimes in, with a smirk on his face.

"PANCAKES!" James and Oliver shout, and start running towards the table followed by the rest of the boys. "WAFFLES!" Anna shouts about 10 seconds later once she realises whats going on.

We all sit around the table, everyone grabbing different food on their plates, and there was jut enough for everyone.

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Everyone's eaten breakfast, or should I say brunch.. Now for the cleaning up, There were many offers on helping me with the dishes, but I declined them all, trying to be polite.

Filling up the sink, putting the dish liquid in, making the bubbles go wild, I start to wash the plates.

"I'll dry," Niall States, walking over to the dishes in the rack that are drip-drying.

Before I can protest, he's already doing it, so I just sigh in defeat. "Thank you."

The dishes are washed and dried and now I'm just wiping the benches and the table.

"Thank you for telling me about everything last night Clara. I'm glad you can trust me." Niall says, half smiling at me.

"Thank you for listening to me." I smile back.

"Pass me, your phone." Niall tells me and I do as he says, not knowing why.

I don't have a pass code or anything so he has no trouble getting in.

After a minute, he hold the camera up to himself and takes a photo of himself doing duck lips.

He continues typing for a bit, and then hands me back my phone.

"There you go." He smirks.

I swipe to unlock only to find out he out a code on my phone. I look up to him to find him with a devilish smirk plastered in his face.

"I'll only tell you the pass code if you do 2 thing for me." The smile on his face grows.

"And what would that be?" I ask him. Well this could be interesting.

"The first thing, is put your number into my phone."

I shake my head and laugh, grabbing his phone, and put my number into his contacts.

"That includes a picture of yourself too." He smirks once again.

I sigh. Of course e would. He knows i look like crap today, I had a shower; but just put my baggy clothes on, not worrying about my hair or makeup, now I'm wishing I had. "Fine." I pout.

"I'll take it," he grabs the phone back off me, "Smile".

Just do it, you'll get your phone code and be able to use your phone, I think to myself. I smile for the camera, hoping I don't look too hideous.

"Very nice." He says while looking at the picture. He mutters so etching else under his breath that is quieter than a whisper, so I don't hear.

"And now for the second thing." He looks back up at me.

"Kiss me." He winks.

Oh. God.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 18, 2014 ⏰

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