I wake up and glance at the clock. 7 in the morning. Groaning I get out of bed. I make my way downstairs to make breakfast. Walking over to the fridge I pull out my phone to check for any new messages. Just one from my mother checking in on me. I grab eggs and bacon from the fridge then head to the pantry to grab pancake mix.
I'm finishing up when I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Someone starts up the kettle on the stove next to me. I glance over then do a double take.
"My lord Kate! How hard did you and Liam go last night?!" I practically scream when I notice at least ten love bites and her horrible sex hair.
"Oh honey that was nothing," she responds laughing. I smile and shake my head before sending her off the the washroom so she doesn't get tormented by the boys when they come down.
"Speaking of the Devils...." I mumble as five rowdy boys come crashing into the kitchen.
"WHERE IS MY YORKSHIRE TEA?!" Louis screams. Just as I am about to answer Kate cuts me off, " The water is still boiling you're gonna have to wait Lou." I'm glad to see that she has actually done a pretty good job of covering up last night. I turn back to the stove only to have a strong pair of arms wrap around me.
"Good morning, love. How's breakfast coming along?" a slightly raspy, Irish morning voice says.
"Well good morning to you too Nialler. And to answer your question I just finished so go sit and I will bring out the food. " I reply giggling.
"Alright, don't take too long though." He says grabbing a piece of bacon then smacking my bum and running out of the room, laughing his adorable "dying goat" laugh, or so the boys like to call it.
I make my way out to the kitchen with several plates of food and set them on the table. Just as I sit down I look up to see that there is no food left on any of the plates. I get up and shake my head while walking into the kitchen.I left a plate for myself on the counter knowing there wouldn't be any left for me. In that moment I notice a certain Irish bloke with blond hair sneaking over to my plate. Just as he gets to it I loudly say, "Whatcha doing there Nialler?"
" I um, I um, I was just....getting some sugar. Yeah that's it. Oh look here it is, silly me, see ya bye," he says stumbling over his words and quickly leaving the kitchen. I pick up my breakfast and walk out to the living room where everyone is watching televison. I plop down on the couch and begin to eat when a whisper tickles my ear, " When you finish why don't we go shopping?" I turn to face Niall assuming he had pulled away only to have our lips collide in the process. I flush with embarrassment and quickly pull away....oops?
