Man of my Dreams

Chapter 13

HEllo Ducklings!! <3

i am back! :) i think it's been quite a while since i last updated but hey, i've been buy. it's not easy being a scholar. :)

so nothing interesting happened these past few days (unless you consider tripping over nothing and accidentally bruising youself on the process interesting). i was just really busy.

neeweys, i would like to thank those who read and is continuing to read this story. thank you for all those who voted and fanned me. it really, really, really means a lot to me. :) i love you all guys sooo sooo sooo much, from the heart of my bottom, er, bottom of my heart. :)

so, i pity my replay button because i kept on replaying the new mv of Little things. everyone should really listen to the song. it gives your self confidence a boost. great job One Direction and Ed Sheeran! (Oh my, i sound close to them! :D)

i love chocolates! send me some and i would love you forever! <3

thank you guys once again! enjoys this chapter (BTW, this wont have much ZaynXMia parts) and if you want, please do vote, comment and/or fan.

i loveyouguyssooomuch!

lots of cheese,

Faye <3 Xx

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I awoke the next morning feeling excited for some reason. I got out of bed, showered and changed to a plain white v-neck shirt and some shorts. I let my hair loose to let it dry naturally, not bothering to comb it. I went downstairs, humming to Walking on Sunshine/ Halo from Glee while skipping to the kitchen to make pancakes. Since I was in my happy mood, I decided to make breakfast for the boys too. I took the pancake ingredients plus chocolate chips and started to make the pancake batter. I was whistling to One More Night by Maroon 5 when I heard footsteps. I looked up to see Harry only in his boxers. I screamed and covered my eyes. I heard him take a few steps towards me.

“Don’t you even dare, Harry Styles! Don’t you even dare take one more step towards me wearing only that thing. Get back up and change or no pancakes for you!” I practically screamed at him, eyes still covered. He chuckled and I heard steps getting farther. I sighed and went back to mixing the batter and adding some chocolate chips. I heated the pan and began to shake my booty as I sang to Superhero by Cher Lloyd. I stopped when I heard chuckles from behind me. I turned and saw Zayn and Harry. I gave them a glare and they laughed. Harry started to go sit in the island while waiting while Zayn came to give me a morning hug. It lasted longer than I guess it should be. He smelled nice, as usual, just more special. We broke off when someone coughed and saw that Adam and Niall were already with us.

“Geez, Zayn. I know you’re madly in love with my sister but please, no PDA. It feels wrong to see my sister all mushy and sweet with someone.” Adam commented, giving me a kiss on the cheek, our usual good morning ritual. I blushed at his comment and went on cooking the pancakes. I had to slap Niall’s hand a lot of times since he tried to take those that were done. I made a special batch of carrot pancakes for Louis, which Niall tried to take as well.

“There’s leftover in the fridge. Go get some fishballs while you wait.” He squealed- yes, like a girl- and ran to the fridge, where Harry already was taking out some kwek kwek. Harry sat beside Adam who took some of his food. I laughed at him, typical Adam. Zayn stood beside me the whole time and decided to help me make pancakes.

After finishing it, I served them up to the boys, hiding the carrot pancakes out of Niall’s sight. I laughed and ate with them, Zayn following suit. I remembered that Louis was not here.

“Where’s Louis?” just then, the door opened and slammed shut, revealing a very stressed looking Louis.

“You just came from a jog/ walk. Shouldn’t you feel refreshed?” Harry asked. Louis rolled his eyes and sat beside me. I gave him his pancakes and began eating. We continued to stare at him.

“What?” he finally asked.

“What happened?” Liam asked. He finally set his fork down and looked at us.

“You see, I woke up happy this morning and decided to go for a jog/walk since the weather was nice. So I did. I jogged up to the park where I saw this girl—“

“Was she hot?” Harry interrupted, earning him a smack to the head from Adam. Niall just kept eating.

“Negative. She was wearing a huge shirt, basketball shorts, baseball cap and some running shoes. He could actually pass for a boy. The only thing that gave her away was her hair. Anyway, she caught me staring and asked what was my problem. So I told her that she was ugly—“

“Hey, That’s mean!” I interrupted. He just shrugged as if saying sorry. I rolled my eyes and urged for him to go on.

“So, as I was saying, I told her she wasn’t such a looker. We had a verbal fight and she seemed pissed off so she said I would regret messing with her. I didn’t get how he could do that at first. I mean, what can one ordinary boyish girl do to me, Louis Tomlinson of One Direction. Then I realized what she meant. She started to scream in such a high pitched voice that ‘OMG! Louis Tomlinson of One Direction is here!’ then she left when I was mobbed with fans. That’s how my supposedly peaceful day became a mobbed one.” He said, munching on his pancake. We all stared at him.

“You never had a peaceful day Louis. You were always noisy.” Liam commented, making all of us laugh.

“Well, I guess you can take this as a lesson not to piss random girls off, huh, Louis?” Niall commented. We laughed again until the doorbell rang. I rushed to get it. somehow, I felt excited. I opened the door and saw the reason why.

The best cousin I ever had was there. In her usual way of dressing and in her comforting smile.

“Hi there.” She said. I squealed really loudly and jumped on her, making her laugh.

“Oh my gosh, Laiza! It’s you!” I rushed, still hugging her.

“No, I’m just Laiza’s doppleganger who she can’t see and I’m appearing here to warn you that you’ll be next. Of course, it’s me. The one in only. I flesh!” I she said, sarcastically at first then matter of factly upon ending. I laughed again and called for Adam and the boys. But even before Adam could greet our cousin, Louis beat us to talking.

“YOU?!”