Annabel
April 26, 2012.
I woke up that morning to the smell of pancakes and sausage lingering throughout the entire hotel room. This was very unusual, considering no one here rarely ever cooked besides me or Harry, and Harry was laying right next to me.
Harry. He's driving me insane. All day yesterday, he complained and followed me everywhere, asking me to do this and do that. He claimed that he was sick and running a temperature, which he was, but his annoyance got old really fast. I finally had Josh rescue me and we went to his house to watch a movie.
Other than that, nothing interesting has happened.
Curious, I climbed out of bed and into the kitchen area where I saw a very unexpected yet hilarious sight.
Louis Tomlinson was actually making breakfast.
He looked so dorky in a light pink apron, his eyes glued to the cook book in front of him reading the instructions. He had flower all over him and ingredients strung out everywhere. It was quite the sight.
"Louis?" I giggled. "What are you doing?"
He turned around startled. "Shit, you scared me Annabel!"
"Sorry," I laughed. "But seriously, what the hell are you doing?! You never cook!"
He blushed a little. "Well, I mean, it's a special day and.. I was trying.. to uh, make Emily a nice breakfast in bed.. But it's not turning out so well." he stuttered.
My heart melted right there. Louis could be such a softy. I swear, him and Emily were the most adorable thing ever.
"Wait, isn't today your one-year anniversary?!" I exclaimed, realizing I said it a little too loud as Louis hushed me.
"Yes, now be quiet! I don't want her to wake up yet." he hissed.
"Sorry," I whispered, watching him struggle as he was trying to read and prepare food at the same time. Poor guy.
"Here, let me help you, Lou." I chuckled, grabbing the bowl of batter.
About 20 minutes later, Louis *cough* me *cough* had prepared Emily a very nice breakfast. He arranged it all on a cute little tray. There were pancakes, sausage, bacon, and her favorite coffee from Starbuck's.
I watched him as he slowly and carefully made his way into their bedroom where he awoke Emily. I can only imagine how surprised she was.
In the mean time, the rest of the boys and Danielle, who was also staying with us, had all woke up from the smell of the deliciousness and only had one thing on their mind; food.
I was hungry myself, so we all agreed to head out to the nearest Waffle House leaving Louis and Emily in their peace.
There were only a few people in the restaurant so we got our food fairly quick. We stuffed our faces until we were completely full and leaned back rubbing our tummies.
"That hit the spot," Zayn burped and Danielle and I made a disgusted face, in a joking matter.
"You know, we should do something for Emily and Louis. It is their one-year anniversary. That's always something special." I stated. The boys nodded, agreeing with me.
"Well, what do you have in mind?" Liam asked.
I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe gather together a small party or something?"
"And invite who?" Niall jumped in. Everyone gave him a look that just read 'really?'
"Gee, I don't know Niall, you're just in a world-wide famous boyband, maybe some celebrities or something?" I said sarcastically.
