Twit Talker (One Direction save a life story)

Wake up, food fight, pissed off, get out, clean up, Homicide

Julia’s POV

After Zayn came down stairs I told him to help himself to pancakes while I went to wake the others up.I skipped up the stairs and knocked on Harry’s door.No answer.

Harry time to get up there’s pancakes down stairs for you help yourself when your ready, I sang and then I moved onto the next door.I knocked this time on Liam’s door.Once again no answer.Wow these boys are heavy ass sleepers.

Liam time to get up there’s pancakes down stairs help yourself when your ready, I sang.Then I heard a sort of mumbling from inside.I took that as he was getting up so I moved on to Louis.I knocked again on the door and this time it opened up.

Morning Louis, I sang cheerfully.He smiled typical thing here.

Morning love what’s up, he said.

Nothing there’s pancakes down stairs help yourself Tommo,I said before heading for Niall’s door.

Nialler there’s food down stairs come and get it, I said.I didn’t need to tell Nialler to get up if you mention food he is up in a heart beat.Like I said a few seconds later Niall opened his door.

Did someone say food, he asked.

Yes I said food Nialler there are chocolate chip pancakes down stairs help yourself but leave some for the other’s alright,I said.I know how much that boy could eat I better warn him before hand.Now that I knew all the boys were getting up I could back down stairs.That’s when I heard yelling and screaming.I walked down stairs and I could see in the kitchen the boys were all up and were more or less having a food fight.

What the fucking hell are you doing, I said voice raised out of frustration since there are 5 boys and only one me.They all dropped there food and turned to stare at me.Yeah only girl around and I have to be in charge of 5 idiots ages 19,20, and 21 seriously they have got to grow up a little bit especially Louis he is the oldest one here and he is acting like he’s 5 years old.

We were having a food fight, Louis said slowly.Yeah like I said only female in the whole place a 17 year old who is now on mother watch for these boys 24/7.But I just rolled my eye’s.Why do I always have to act older than I am for people.

All right this is how it is going to go all of you get a plate get some food that ISN’T on the floor get something to drink and get out of this kitchen so I can clean this mess up, and don’t you dare walk back in this kitchen cause I will flip fucking shit on you get the fuck out NOW, I snapped demandingly.They all complied with heads down they grabbed some food and a drink then disappeared to the living room to turn on the Tv.I nodded my head with a slight amount of satisfaction but then I turned back to the task at hand cleaning up their mess.There were about 10 pancakes on the floor which would have been my breakfast well that's okay I guess, but there were strawberries all over the counter, syrup in the sink, and blueberries in the toaster really in the god damned toaster.I rolled my eye's and got to work with this mess.After and hour and a half or sweeping, wiping, pulling blueberries from a toaster, and disinfecting the kitchen it was again spotless like it was when I had started cooking this morning.I decided to walk into the living see what kind of trouble they had caused.But surprisingly there was no trouble that I could see.They were just watching Homicide.