She Wants What She Hates ~ Ally/You (G!P)

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Y/N

The next morning, I was brought out of my sleep by my phone vibrating against wood. I let out a soft groan, reluctantly removing my arm from around my beautiful, pint-sized queen. I look down at the floor where my phone is going ape shit in my pocket.

Careful not to wake Ally, I slip out of bed, take my phone out of my pants pocket, and answered in a quiet voice.

"'Sup, Pops?"

"Good morning, Y/N. How was your birthday?" I glance over at Ally's nude, sleeping form. A slick smile spreads across my face as last night's events come rushing back into my mind.

"It was good," I answered simply.

Real good.

He then chuckles and I knit my brows together, "What?" I ask. "Nothing. Anyway, I just called to check in on you. I'll see you some time tomorrow for our Boulder Night."

I internally roll my eyes at the name. So, basically, while the kids are out with their mom, Dad and I would workout together, some times wrestle, then we'd have a horror movie marathon. We have it every year for my birthday since he set that as his cheat day.

"Okay, Pops. Be safe."

"I will. Love you."

"Love you, too," I take my phone down from my ear and hang up, seeing that's it's a little pass 6am. I check on Ally, only to see that she's still dead to the world. I ease out of bed, slip my boxers, bra, and pants back on (fuck shirts), then quietly exited the room, closing the door behind me.

A bitch pretty much tiptoed down the stairs to get to the kitchen. I'm hungry ass fuck.

When I get to the last step and turned to go through the living room, I nearly busted out laughing. The two sets of groups that didn't live here were sprawled all over the place.

Zion and Brandon were asleep in the kitchen's doorway with Leigh cuddling Brandon as if the li'l shit was a baby.

Austin was knocked out under the coffee table and Perrie was drooling on the back of his legs. Edwin, Jade, Nick, and Jesy all somehow managed to fit on the pullout sofa. Nick was spooning Ed and Jade had her head on Jesy's chest with a smile on her face.

Wonder what the fuck she dreamin' 'bout.

I shake my head and carefully stepped over everyone to get to the kitchen.

Once I was in the promise land, I open the cabinet over the microwave for some aspirin. No, I wasn't hungover in the slightest, but I know most of those headasses are. I set the bottle on the island than started getting out things for breakfast.

Just as I started making eggs, I notice movement in the corner of my eye. I look up and I smile at the pair. "Mornin'," I say, holding up the pan. "Eggs anybody?" My bestfriend shakes his head, "Nah, I'm just gonna get some toast. My head is throbbing."

Nick picks up the aspirin bottle and opens it. "What about you, Pez?" She approaches me and studies the contents. "Does it have cheese in it?" She grimaced. I chuckle, "Nah, just milk, salt, and pepper." She hums in approval, "Okay. Want me to help? I know everyone's gonna be clammin' when they wake up."

I shrug, "Yeah. Nick, you wanna help, too?" I ask him while he waits for his toast to finish. "I'll cook for the boys. They won't be up for a good couple of hours, though," he offers. I raise an eyebrow at him, "You sure about that? They're pickier than this chick beside me."

"Hey!" Perrie smacks my exposed arm and I hiss, rubbing the spot instantly. "Ow! That hurt, Fish!"

"Sorryboutit," she shrugs indifferently, then proceeds to get a few more things from the fridge. About an hour later, breakfast was ready and Normani, Lauren, and Leigh had joined us. "Where's Ally?" Lauren asks, looking at me with this look that kinda intimidated me.