The Only Reason (5SOS)

IV. Wonder

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wonder (noun): a feeling of surprise, admiration, or pleasure that you get, for example when you have seen something very unusual or beautiful

-Jess's POV-

I woke up, panting as usual and wiping beads of sweat off my forehead. I breathed heavily and tried to calm myself down. It was the same dream repeating over and over every night, for the past two months. I didn't know how much longer I could take it, it was eating away at me. I pulled my curtains open, taking in the morning light and opening the window to let some fresh air in. Sydney was so beautiful, both day and night.

I raised my hands in the air and arched my back in order to stretch it. I walked into the bathroom and quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face. I didn't bother putting any makeup on as I didn't have any plans for today. I threw on a pair of black leggings and a pink baseball shirt. Examining myself in the mirror, I brushed my hair and let it flow in its natural curly form reaching halfway down my back. I stared at my own reflection, wondering how I made it through the past year. I shook my head, getting rid of the thoughts and headed downstairs.

I was silent because my instinct told me the boys were still sound asleep and I didn't want to deal with them being cranky in the morning. In no time, I found myself in the beautiful kitchen. I admired how it was so modernized and designed, each detail picked out carefully. White counters with dark, glossy tops filled the room. It contained a charcoal fridge that was about four times the size of me and a huge counter island was placed in the middle of the space, a vast stove hugged by it.

Being in a shitty mood and wanting to cheer myself up, I decided to make my favorite breakfast. Wanting the guys to wake up with grins on their faces, I committed myself to making them meals too. I searched hundreds of shelves, the fridge and counters, searching for all the right ingredients to make some decent food. I wasn't an amazing cook, I admit, but I knew how to make very simple dishes and that came in handy.

I shoved a frying pan onto the lingering flame above the stove. I placed some bacon strips into it and instantly heard the sizzling of the fat melting away. I breathed in the heavenly scent that made my mouth water. I flipped the meat over and waited until it got that gorgeous golden colour to it. I served them onto a large plate and placed it on the table. I repeated the same process for about twelve eggs. I set the table and found a pretty white tablecloth, spreading it over the white polished wood. I smiled to myself and knew I had to wake up four sleeping bears but that could be impossible. I took my seat and took a deep breath of air.

"FOOD IS READY!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, expecting no response whatsoever.

I swear, five seconds later, the boys were racing each other down the stairs. Michael was the first one to run in through the door. He almost broke the chair as he sat on it, more like pounced. I started laughing as they all dug into their servings. I felt Luke's eyes on me and I turned to look at him, meeting his gaze. He winked and focused on his breakfast. I smiled widely, but hid my happiness by shoveling eggs and bacon into my mouth. After we had all finished, I cleared the plates and started placing them into the dishwasher.

"Thanks, Jess! You're the best!" Michael exclaimed, giving me a bear hug ans he was jumpy and hyper like a common three year old. Ashton patted me on the back and Calum gave me a thankful nod. 

The three of them exited the room, leaving me alone with Luke. Thinking he wasn't going to say anything, I turned around and started piling the plates and utensils into the machine. A pair of muscular arms slid around my waist, making me jump a little, colliding with the culprit's toned chest. Luke pressed himself against me, resting his head on my shoulders. I breathed in his toxic cologne and relaxed a little.