The Maid For Styles

Chapter 32

A/N: Rather than writing this at the end of the chapter and ruining the mood, I decided to write my authors note at the start of the chapter. Okay, so, thankyou to all my readers. I love you all so much. I've come so far with this story, and I've been getting inboxes from heaps of readers, giving me feedback. I appreciate it so much, seriously!

I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THE TOUR. OH MY GOD! I'VE BEEN WATCHING ALL THE VIDEOS PEOPLE HAVE TAKEN AND I AM GETTING SO EXCITED FOR THE AUSTRALIAN TOUR (WHENEVER THEY COME HERE). I AM GOING TO TRY AND GO TO A SHOW IN MELBOURNE, AND I JUST CAN NOT EVEN WAIT. OH AND, DID ANYONE SEE HARRY'S NEW TATTOOS? I LOVE THEM. THEY'RE SO HOT, HOLY SHIT.

I have found this thingo on Tumblr, right, and it's You And I, but slowed down with rain in the background. It's pure heaven, I swear to god. Also, on Tumblr, there was this snipit of Rock Me, and how Zayn holds this long note. And then Liam he just, wow. I can't even breathe, I swear to fucking god. I'll put it in the external link if you want to check it out, okay? You really should, and check out You And I to- that'll be on the side.

Chloe's bikini is on the side, and yeah. Sorry this was so long, but I couldn't contain my excitment! Hope you like the chapter. Love you all. Xxx

~britishladsarehot

Harry's POV

When my alarm went off at 5:30 in the morning, I quickly through the covers off me and raced out of my room. Today was the day Chloe had been here for three months. Call it her three month anniversary, if you wish. I rushed into the lads rooms, waking them up. They were in on my plan this morning that consisted of making breakfast for Chloe before we left for the studio.

The lads got up without much complaint, but they were quite slow. I told them to shower and get dressed before they came downstairs to cook. I took a quick shower and got dressed in my usual black t-shirt, black skinny jeans and brown boots. I pushed my hair up into a messy quiff and then rushed downstairs to get started on Chloe's breakfast.

I decided I wanted to cook a feast for her; a feast that consisted of pancakes, waffles, eggs, toast, fruit and a berry smoothie. I remembered her telling me that she loved berry smoothies, so I decided that would be perfect for her. I also remembered her mention that she hates bacon, so that wouldn't be included in her breakfast this morning. I pulled out all the ingredients needed and awaited the lads arrival.

"So, what are we making?" Asked Louis, walking into the kitchen, the lads following him.

"Pancakes, waffles, eggs, toast, fruit and a berry smoothie," I answered, standing behind the bench full of ingredients.

Their eyes widened, and Niall adverted his gaze to the food on the bench. "What are we doing? Cooking for the queen?"

"Something like that," I smiled slightly.

"Wow, Harry. You're whipped, my friend," chuckled Zayn.

"I am not," I lied.

"Yes you are," said Liam. "It's a good thing, though."

"Whatever, lets get started. I want to be finished by eight and it's already six," I said, grabbing out a bowl.

"We've got two hours, lad. Chill," chuckled Louis.

"It doesn't matter. We have a lot to do, and it has to be perfect," I huffed, opening the flour and measuring out a cup of it, pouring it into the bowl. "Plus we need to clean up afterwards, so Chloe doesn't have to do it."

"Okay, come on," smiled Liam, proud of my determination.

I looked up and smiled at him. "Alright, Niall, you can cut the fruit. Cut the watermelon and pineapple into squares. Cut the leaves off the strawberries and cut them in half. Throw some grapes in the bowl to, oh and make sure to put a couple raspberries in there. Liam, you can make the waffles. I trust you not to burn them. Louis you can do the smoothie. Make sure you put raspberries, strawberries, blackberries and blueberries in it, along with some vanilla yoghurt and milk. Zayn you can make the eggs. Poach two of them and then toast some toast to put the eggs on top of. I'll make my expert pancakes, okay?"