Changing Directions

Chapter 11

I woke up the next morning in the guest room. I looked at the clock and it said 1 in the afternoon. Guess it's not morning anymore. After Liam apologized, I slept next to him and he moved me in the middle of the night. I unwrapped my leg and all the cuts turned to scars already. Dang, that was fast. I threw the bandage away and walked to the kitchen where I heard arguing.

"You make it!" Niall yelled.

"No you." Liam yelled.

"You are both incompetent, i'll make it." Harry suggested.

"No!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"What about Lou or El?" Niall asked.

"They are both sleeping." Liam muttered. I stepped into the kitchen in my pajamas and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Boys, i'll make breakfast if one of you wakes up Lou and El." I spoke sweetly, already grabbing the pancake mix, eggs, and bacon strips. 

"I got it." I heard Harry say and left.

"I'll help." Niall said behind me and I turned around. He had on an apron that read 'Kiss Me I'm Irish' and I just started laughing. 

"Come on." I said, finally sobering up and putting the ingredients on the table. "Okay, One cup of flour." I read and pointed to the brand new bag of flour.

"I got it." Niall smirked, grabbing the unopened bag. He tried with his hands first, but it didn't work. 

"Niall." I started, opening my hand.

"I got it Sara." He sounded determined. He put his mouth to the flour bag.

"Niall Don't." I shouted, but it was too late. The bag flung forward with the force he used to open it and it flung onto me, covering me in white.

"Sara, I'm so sorry." He said with guilt in his eyes. I picked up two eggs and cracked them on top of his head. The egg dropped and started slipping off his hair.

"Oh, it's on." He said and he went full out food war. After losing all the food, we both surrendered. We went into a fit of laughter when Liam came in, tapping his foot on the only clean part of the kitchen.

"Niall and Sara. Ugh, just clean it up.'' He said and walked away. I frowned as I helped Niall clean up the place. Thankfully, we were able to finish in twenty minutes.

"Sara, can we talk?" Liam asked, stepping back into the now clean kitchen. I nodded with no emotion. He lead me his room.

"What?" I asked, now irritated.

"I just want to say i'm sorry if I sounded harsh earlier." He admitted, scratching the back of his head. I sighed.

"It's fine." I admitted and went in to hug him.

"You smell funny." He laughed into my hair. I looked up at him, taken a bit back. Liam started leaning down and I went up, starting to close my eyes.

"Hey guys, um..." Niall walked in and it looked like his heart broke in two.

"Niall." I said but he ran off. I followed, not even turning around to look at Liam. I finally found Niall in the backyard, on one of the swings.

"Niall."

"It's fine Sara." He said, wiping a tear away.

"Please don't cry." I said sitting next to him. "Look Niall, it's not you. Just, when I met Liam, I immediately fell for him. I hope you understand." 

"Yeah." He said, looking at the ground.

"Plus there are some cute single girls going to boot camp." I pointed out.