The man on the end of the line // L.T

"Oh that's sweet"

I wake to the sound of my phone ringing, without opening my eyes I find my phone under my pillow and answer it.

"Hello" I croak.

"Where are you? Where have you been? Like, you don't stay out at night. Ever. Are you with the pig? Oh god have you had sex? I've been worrying all night.."

"It's way too early to have you ranting down the phone at me Hayley. I'm still alive so I'll call you when I've woken up. I'll be back soon anyway"

"Uh ok whatever loser"

"Love you" I hang up and roll over to an empty bed. I sit up quickly wondering where louis is?

The bathroom fan isn't on so I know he's not in there and the dressing room door is open and I can see he's not there. I slide out of bed and pull my hoodie on to cover myself up a little and walk out his bedroom.

I follow the sounds of clattering and banging and head towards the kitchen. The closer I get the more I realise I can smell burning. I rush a little quicker and can hear Louis.

"Oh sweet fucking Jesus"

"You bastard.." he yelps.

I walk into the kitchen which is full of black smoke and a dancing louis jumping around holding his hand.

"What the hell is going on?" I stand in the door way watching the commotion trying my hardest not to laugh.

Shaking his hand to obviously shake away the pain he looks round the mess he's created in the kitchen.

"Oh you know just burning the fucking house down-" he throws his hands up in the air "-in other words I've attempted to make breakfast for you" he bends down and picks the sausages off the floor along with the pan they were in.

I bring my hand up to my mouth to hide the little smile on my face.

"Oh that's sweet" I say as I walk over to him collecting sausages.

"It's not, it's a fucking shambles" he throws the sausages into the sink. Takes the ruined eggs off the hob and removes the black toast from the toaster.

"Well at least you tried" I try and soften the blow.

"That's something you would say to a kid" he turns around and walks out the kitchen.

"I didn't mean it like that! I just mean thanks for the sweet gesture I know it's something you wouldn't normally do" I follow him.

"No, I'd normally chuck you out by now if you were any other girl-" he looks round at me "sorry. I didn't mean- just forget this whole fucking morning happened. Let's go back up to bed and start over" he runs his hands through his hair.

"No it's fine. Look let's just carry on. Shall we go out for breakfast?" I suggest.

"I guess so. I know a lovely little cafe down the road. We will go there" he walks past me and gives me a little kiss to my cheek before getting his shoes on. I run upstairs to get my leggings on. I know I don't look great but it's only breakfast. I'll go straight home after that anyway.

*******

I give Louis a quick kiss and watch him drive away. I walk up to our apartment and brace myself for the one hundred questions Hayley is about to ask me. Maybe this is how Louis feels about me when I ask so many questions I think.

Before I can fully open the door I can already hear her "Oh well look what the cats dragged in" I close the door behind me and see Hayley sitting at the kitchen bar with a cup of tea.