Best vacation so far...

Family Reunion's always have surprises!

The next morning i woke up bright and early, six o' clock to be exact. At nine we were going to leave to the beach at South Padre Island, so... at about 9:45 - 10:00 we should be at the beach for the reunion. Monica and Cynthia should be here at about eight... so yeah. When i walked downstairs i was greeted by my mother's chocolate chip pancakes.

" Nope, nope," said my mom as she took away my plate of 3 pancakes, " you're not eating until you wake up the boys."

I felt my hopes crash down, " Why don't you get Daniel or Vincent to wake them up?" i whined. "Because," she said in a matter of fact tone, " they're helping your father get the car ready."

I sighed and stood up, " If you hear any crashing noises, " i warned my mom, " its normal... trust me." She rolled her eyes and nodded.

'Don't say i didn't warn you.' i thought as i climbed the stairs.

I decided to wake Liam first seeing that he was the one that would give me the least trouble.

I walked to Liam and Niall's room, Liam was shirtless and curled up on one side of the bed, while my dear, dear, Niall was half off the bed. The top half of his body was on the floor, his face was pressed on the carpet while the bottom half was resting comfortably on the mattress.

I sighed and resisted the urge to facepalm myself, Quietly i walked to Liams bed and shook his shoulder, "Liam..." i said, "Liam... LIAM!" he jolted up and put his hands in a fighting position, " I'm going to fight mum.." he said groggily. I snickered, " Wha-" he murmured as he rubbed his eyes, "Sammey?"

" The one and only," i said as i ruffled his hair, " Come on, get up sunshine, mom made pancakes."

" What time is it?" he asked as he stood up from the bed and grabbed a nearby shirt.

" six."

" Why six?" he asked as he pulled the shirt over his head, " Because we need to leave at 9."

" Oh okay," he said as he gave me a hug, " Good Morning."

" Morning, go downstairs, mom made pancakes."

He nodded and waved as he walked down the stairs.

I walked to Niall's bed and shook him, he didn't move.

I shook him a bit harder, "Niall..."

Nothing.

"Niall.."

Nothing, not even a grunt.

I sucked in a breath, "NIALL WAKE UP!!"

Not. A. Single. Twitch.

Then a lightbulb appeared on top of my head. I grinned evily and shouted, "Mom! Niall doesn't want those pancakes!"

As soon as those words were out of my mouth Niall shot up, but... since Niall was half off the bed, he ended up flipping in a weird way, then he jumped up.

" 'Mornin," he said in his little accent, "Goodmorning," i replied, "Pancakes are-" i didn't even get to finish before he hugged me and raced downstairs to join Liam and eat pancakes.

I laughed at the Irish lad as i walked to Zayn's room, gods that boy sure could eat.

When i walked into Zayn's room i expected him to look picture perfect but i laughed out loud at what i saw.

The ever beautiful Zayn was groggy, his eyes were tiresome, his " perfect" hair was sticking up in different directions, and to make matters worse, he was falling off the bed. I stepped next to him and pushed him so that he was centered on the bed and wasn't about to fall. He didn't even move.