"Wake up ya sleepy heads!" Rob shouted the next morning.
"Dude leave us alone," Zach groaned. I moaned as I snuggled closer to Zach. He wrapped his arms tighter around me as I attempted to fall back asleep.
"We're going to the studio now. Come on!" Rob begged.
"We'll meet you there later," Zach called to him. "Now get out."
"Fine." Rob slammed the door shut without another word.
"What time is it?" I muttered into Zach's chest. I felt him shift slightly as he grabbed his phone off the bedside table.
"8:04," he informed me.
"It's too early," I yawned. Zach chuckled and kissed my forehead.
"I'll go make us breakfast," Zach offered climbing out of bed. I sat up and grabbed his arm.
"You can't be trusted alone in the kitchen. You have no idea what you're doing," I laughed.
"That is so true," he agreed with a chuckle.
I got out of bed and grabbed Zach's t-shirt off the floor.
"That's mine," he stated, as if it weren't obvious.
"No shit Sherlock," I laughed as he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him.
"It looks good on you," he murmured, looking me up and down. I pecked his lips before breaking out of his grasp. I took his hand and led him downstairs to the kitchen.
I made waffles since I wasn't really capable of much else. We ate quickly and then headed back upstairs.
"You know we don't have to go to the studio," Zach informed me slyly. I giggled as I pulled his shirt off and whipped it at him.
"Hey, what was that for?" He laughed. I shrieked as he wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me off the floor. He swung me around and laid me down on the bed.
"Zach come on, we have to get ready," I protested with a laugh trying to push him off of me.
He sighed deeply as he complied. I stood up and opened the drawer next to the bed that currently held my clothes. I chose a simple black crop top and high waisted denim shorts. Zach selected a plain black t-shirt and jeans. One, we are one.
We arrived at the studio at around 9 am. The studio was only about 10 minutes away which was actually pretty cool. When we walked into the room, Austin was in the booth doing some warm ups with his vocal coach. Rob and Alex were goofing off with some of the equipment while some other members of his management stood around drinking coffee and shuffling papers.
"It's about time you two showed up!" Alex shouted as we walked over to them.
"It's only been an hour," Zach protested.
Rob shrugged. "I just hope it was safe," he smirked. The two boys burst out laughing. Alex fell to the floor and was rolling around like a psychopath.
"It wasn't that funny," I said while stifling a giggle. Zach rolled his eyes at them but he was smiling too. Austin walked out of the booth then and smiled instantly at the sight of his friends.
"What's so funny?" He asked, walking over to us.
"It was only an hour." Rob mocked Zach's voice as he continued to laugh. For some reason, Zach and I both started hysterical laughing at this. It wasn't even that funny but we were laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world.
Austin shook his head, chuckling. "I don't even want to know," he muttered.
"Austin! Come on, it's time to get to work," Austin's vocal coach called.
