Secrets // a.i.

Sixteen

After spending countless hours on a plane and in a car, we finally made it to London. We were currently walking up the front steps of the home the boys had here, Liz unlocking the door as each of us filled in. I hadn't been to this house before and I expected it to be nothing but messy since the boys stayed her alone most of the time, and that's exactly what it was. Trash was littered across the counters and table as gifts from fans filled all the corners of the rooms. From small teddy bears to inflatable bananas and monkeys, it was quiet a site.

Michael showed me to the spare bedroom that I'd be staying in while I was here. Each of the boys shared a room together here, so I was left alone. Liz had a smaller room across from me and I tried to switch with her seeing as my bed was bigger but she refused. Once I was settled I headed into the living room, plopping down on the couch.

"I don't want that" Calum shouted, throwing whatever he had to the floor.

"You're such a baby" Michael laughed, leaning over to pick it up.

"What are you guys doing?" I asked.

"Calum won't touch the wiener."

"Excuse me?" I laughed, trying to understand what was going on.

"It's an American hot dog wiener, he won't touch it!"

"I don't wanna touch it! It's gross!" Calum whined, over to the fridge. 

"You're gross" Michael retorted, rolling his eyes at Calum.

"Guys lets make a cheese toastie!" Luke shouted with excitement.

"Oh I know how to make those!" Michael screamed, jumping up and down.

"Don't" Luke demanded, putting a hand over his face.

"You should know by now not to mention it!" I shout, preparing for what was to come.

"Mention what?" Ashton asks as he enters the kitchen, curiosity clear on his face.

"Cheese toastie" Calum told him and Ashton groaned.

"You know you all love it!" Michael explained.

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"So you put the cheese in the middle, and you leave the butter on the outsides. And then you do the whoop whoop" Michael said, pulling down the top of the griller to melt the cheese. A timer was set to the side of it, and once it went off he continued, "and it goes yay!"

"I still don't get why you have to do that with every single one you make" Calum groaned, banging his head on the table.

"Because that's how you make it!" Michael shouted, now complete with the full plate of cheese toasties. I don't know how many times I heard him do his little jingle in the last twenty minutes. 

"We know how to make a cheese toastie" Ashton said in an angry voice, snatching the plate from Michael and bringing it to the table. 

Not much conversation was made as we ate, our eyes were glued to our plates. All of us were basically tired at this point, none of us really wanting to force a conversation. Once we were all done the boys headed to their rooms and I volunteered to stay behind and clean up the mess Michael had made with the cheese toasties. It never failed, the boy knew how to make a mess with anything. I was wiping over the counters, almost finished with the kitchen when I felt a hand wrap around me. I jumped at the contact and looked up to see Ashton with a smug grin on his face. He brought his lips to my cheek and left a kiss before moving to my jaw.

"Ashton" I giggled, "the boys are in the house."

"So? They're all sleeping" he mumbled against my neck.