MAVIS'S POV:
"What time is your mom going to be here?" Louis asks walking into the bathroom.
"Her plane lands at eleven" I say, rinsing the shampoo from my hair.
"Ok, is she sure she doesn't need me to pick her up? Because I can"
"No, she doesn't want to be a bother, so she's just going to take a cab"
"Alright, if she insists" He says before leaving the bathroom and closing the door.
I quickly finish rinsing off and hop out of the shower grabbing a towel, wrapping it around myself and go into the bedroom to pick clothes out of my closet, well Louis' closet. Since I'm staying here for a little while longer I decided I should probably bring a few of my things here so I don't have to keep going back and fourth because his house is a good twenty minutes from my dorm.
Taking a look out the window to see what the weathers like I decide on wearing my black and white crop top and my black leather leggings. I should probably enjoy wearing clothes like this since I wont be able to soon.
I don't think the fact that I'm pregnant has actually hit me and I'm terrified for when it does. This isn't what I wanted and I wish I could fix this but I cant so I guess I'm just going to have to deal with it. I'm just so glad that I have so many friends that are here to help me through this because if I didn't have them I definitely wouldn't be able to do this.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Louis asks coming through the door pulling his shirt over his head.
"Pancakes" I smile brushing my hair "And why are you changing your shirt?"
"Okay, and because you left your cherry juice on the table, so I accidently bumped it and it got all over the front of my shirt" He says grabbing another shirt from the closet.
"Oh, sorry about that" I say walking over to where he's standing.
"It's fine, you're just lucky I wasn't wearing a white shirt" He says turning around to face me, putting his arms around my waist.
"Oh I'm lucky?" I smirk leaning up on my tippy toes to kiss his lips.
"Nah I think I'm the lucky one" He smirks kissing my cheek and throwing his shirt on.
"Oh, can you put chocolate chips in the pancakes please?" I yell down the hall as he walks out of the room.
He replies with a yes and I walk into the bathroom to finish getting ready.
I decide to put a bunch of loose curls in my hair and pin the front parts to the side. After applying some light makeup I check the clock and walk out of the room and head towards the kitchen.
It's already ten so before my mom gets here I should probably tidy things up because Louis is a slob. I have no idea how he keeps this place clean without a maid, because he just leaves his shirt everywhere.
"Louis, why cant you ever put your laundry in the hamper?" I ask bending over and picking up the pants on the living room floor.
"I always forget, I'll try to remember next time"
"You say that every time" I huff walking down stairs carrying the hamper full of clothes so that I can put them in the wash.
Finishing up down stairs I walk back up the stairs stopping on the landing to organise our shoes and hang his coat up because he doesn't know what a coat hanger is. Once I'm done that I walk back up the stairs welcoming the beautiful smell of pancakes I go straight towards the kitchen where Louis is setting the table in the next room.
