Pizza Boy (NARRY) -Fetus Writing- #Wattys2015

Chapter 26: Banana Pancakes

My alarm wakes me up, meaning its camping time. Well, driving to camping, time. It's a two day drive. But I love road trips, so it'll be fun for me. Harry and I in a car, Liam, Zayn and Louis in a car. Although it could get crowded in one car, so someone might want to switch off in cars so its fair. I don't care, though, as long as I get to go camping with my boyfriend and his three best friends.

Unlike any other morning, I would stay in bed and sleep for a few more minutes and give my body some time to wake up. But I jump up and get in the shower, quickly get dressed and pack my backpack that I'll keep with me in the car. Liam is borrowing his dads truck since his car isn't meant for wilderness, and I've traded my car for Frank's Hummer.

Slipping on grey sweats, a white t-shirt and my red converse, I leave un-gelled and bounce out of the house with all the lights off, windows and doors locked, and my keys, phone and bag in my hand. When I hop into the driver seat, I toss my bag and phone into the passenger seat and start the car, pulling my safety belt on before I start the lazy drive to Harry's place. I shouldn't moved so fast, my body is still tired for waking up at five in the morning, a time I never get up at. It probably doesn't look it, but my eyes are heavy and thick.

I pull up in front of Harry's flat, only the kitchen light glooming in the light of dawn. I pull the keys out and leave them on the seat when I leave the yellow Hummer, walking into the house like I live there. Louis is lying on the couch on his phone with his golden retriever laying on him, Ester, Zayn and Liam are in the kitchen eating or making breakfast and Harry is no where in sight. "Is he still sleeping?" I ask the lads in the kitchen. Liam nods so I skip steps up the stairs and into Harry's room.

"Love, come on I wanna go camping." I shake Harry's shoulder, not sugar coating whatsoever. "Mmmm." Harry moans, rolling onto his stomach. "Harrrrry!" I wine, sitting on the bed and I keep shaking his shoulder, more violently though. Harry turns onto his back and puts his sheet over his head. "Please baby?" I beg. Harry sucks in a breath and blows out quick hot air, making the sheet shoot up until he breathe's normally. "Fine." He sits up and looks at me with crazy bed head. He smirks when he studies my appearance. "I've never seen you with your hair down. Dry." He keeps looking at my hair. "It's sexy." He looks into my eyes and I smile, running my hand through his hair once. He throws his head back as I do and looks to the doorway, where Louis stands watching us. "Liam said that he made extra eggs if you want them." Louis grumbles before walking away without another peep. In a way, I feel bad for Louis. I don't know why.

"Niall, want something to eat?" Liam asks. "Yeah, thanks." Niall smiles, remembering that he forgot to eat something out of all his hype. Liam makes Harry two more eggs, Harry giving Niall Liam's extra's and they all sit at the breakfast table to eat. Louis comes in a few minutes after, getting a bowl of cereal and a banana. "Is that the last banana?" Harry asks. Louis nods, sitting down and peeling it open. "That's my banana." Harry warns right as Louis takes a bite, staring at Harry as he does so. Harry glares at Louis, and Louis glares back. They keep this up, until Harry decides to be the better man and look away.

"I'll get you a whole thing of banana's before we leave." I nudge Harry. Harry grins and looks at me, leaning over and pecking my lips. "Thank you." Harry smiles down at his eggs, scooping some into his mouth. "You're welcome." I mumble back, sipping some orange juice.

I look up at everyone and see Liam trying not to smile at us as he looks back down at his food. Zayn nudges Liam and mouths something, making Liam nod in agreement and chuckle, glancing back at Harry and I. Louis is still glaring at--me, actually. He's glaring at me.

"Thank you for the eggs, Liam." I thank as I stand up to rinse off my plate and put it in the dishwasher if it could still be loaded. "I got it, and you're welcome." He smiles, taking my plate for me. I grin thankfully. Harry gets up after downing his juice, giving me another peck as he walks past me. I bite my lip, going up to his room to drag his bag into the trunk of the Hummer. "Niall, Louis' the one that said he would want to switch cars around. Is that alright?" Liam asks me as I'm putting Harry's one very large bag in the trunk. "Yeah, that's alright." I nod. "You sure?" Liam raises an eyebrow. I nod again, shutting the trunk. "Why wouldn't it be?" Liam gives me a look that says I already know, which I do. He's been cruel to Harry, and I think to me, too. "Alright." Liam shrugs, going back inside with me following him.