Chapter 11
*Day two*
-Lauren-
I woke up to the sound of the waves crashing to the shore. I stood up and took a glance at Zayn over the tower of pillows I build last night. I could hear his soft snores, I couldn’t see him but I knew he’s under the blankets. I then decided to cook breakfast for all of us. I tip toed quietly not wanting to make any noise.
A groggy voice startled me before I could reach for the door.
“Uhh… Lauren,” Zayn cooed.
I turn around to face him. His eyelids flickered, and then opened. He’s not wearing any top on. I closed my eyes as I reply,
“Uh. Hey! Good Morning! Go back to sleep,” I commanded. My eyes still shut.
“No! I’m good! Where are you going?” he asks.
“Downstairs, to cook breakfast.” I answered.
“Oh okay. Make sure its yummy okay? I’ll be down there in a bit.” He cooed. I just nod as response and then proceeded downstairs, then to the kitchen.
I prepared the ingredients for making scrambled egg, bacons, and toast breads. While I was setting the table, I felt a pair of freakishly large hands covering my eyes from behind.
“Ahh!” I shrieked. I turn around to see Harry shooting me a stupid grin. “Oh, its you.” I said.
“Why? Expecting somebody else?” He frowned.
“Uhm, Zayn said he’ll be here in a few.”
Harry helped me with the food and the table for the rest of the lads. I guess we cooked breakfast early ‘cause none of the boys are still awake. I then decided to wash the pans that I used awhile ago.
“What do you think youre doing?” asked Harry.
“IM SHITTING ON THE SINK! Im washing the dishes, what the hell does it looks like?” I said sarcastically.
“You should let the lads wash that.” He said.
“No, Im fine.”
“Lemme help you then.” He offered as he went right beside me and grabbed the spare sponge and made bubbles all over the sink.
“YOURE NOT HELPING! Youre only making a mess!” I shouted.
He didn’t even respond of what I’ve said. Instead, he cupped his hand to get some bubbles and slammed it on my nose.
“HARRY!” I shrieked as a try and get some bubbles to get some revenge. He backed away a little bit as he knew what im planning on doing. As soon as I got some bubbles, I spread it all over his face.
“LAUREN! You did not-“ says Harry. “Sorry! Just did”
I was about to rinse the pans and my hands, when suddenly Harry wrapped his arms around my waist. Oh, and may I add, his hands were so wet and covered with bubbles. His intention was not to hug me; he just wanted to spread the bubbles all over my body.
I tried to escape his arms but he’s too damn strong.
“HARRY let go. Im sorry!” I laughed.
“NO!” Harry tightened his grip on my waist and were slowly falling to the floor while laughing.
“Its tickling me!” Not only bubbles were all over me, but his arms were also tickling my sides.
“Im not letting go!” Harry insisted.
