-YOUR POV-
It was around 11:45am and I was still singing and dancing. I set the eggs and pancakes on the counter and was putting away the dishes I had just cleaned when my favorite song, Music Sounds Better With You, started playing and I couldn’t help but sing into the spatula in my hand, belting Carlos’s part from the top of my lungs.
“No sweeter sound than what I found no perfect love-“
And suddenly I felt some arms around my waist from behind and a melodic voice in my ear.
“Could be more perfect than us.” Logan sang his part of the song and I couldn’t help but smile.
Most girlfriends would do the whole ‘aw you’re so cute’ thing and then kiss the guy. I’m not like most girlfriends. So I just turned around and started belting the rest of the song, and headed over to the iHome to turn up the music.
“OOH BAYBAYY IT FEELS LIKE IT FEELS LIKE THE MUSIC SOUNDS BETTER WITH YOU, BAY BAYYY!”
Logan took my hand and spun me around as he danced around the kitchen with me and sang along.
“IT FEELS RIGHT, IT FEELS RIGHT, THE MUSIC SOUNDS BETTER WITH YOU!”
And then I swear I melted when he rapped Mann’s part. As he was wrapping he got closer and closer, getting up into my face.
“She’s my music enhancer when the music plays she’s my dancer when I’m around her everything’s faster every question I have she’s the answer. I’m head over heels I can’t explain it it’s so surreal when I’m around her she makes me feel like-“
“Everything’s better with you, baby.” I sang, pushing him back.
We kept singing together until the end of the song, and I turned the volume back down.
“I didn’t know you were that good of a singer.” I winked at him.
“I could say the same thing for you. Since when can you sing like that?” He replied.
At first I thought he was kidding, but his face told me otherwise.
“I told you I was a singer!” I exclaimed as I half laughed.
“But you’ve never sang to me like that before! Actually you’ve never sang to me before at all.” He said.
I just smiled and shrugged. “I have now.”
He looked over at the pancakes and eggs and immediately lost track of our conversation.
I laughed, “Yes, that’s for you.”
He smiled at me then sat down...right next to the three sticky notes from the other guys.
After glancing over at what the boys have written, he cocked an eyebrow and looked at me. I’d been holding back laughter and when I finally saw the look on his face, I burst with laughter.
“I’m not sure why you’re laughing, you do realize I’m gonna have to kick their asses now right? Especially Kendall’s...nobody calls you sexy but me...” He said.
I just rolled my eyes and sat down with him. “At least spare Carlos. His wasn’t that bad.”
We both just laughed and talked about stupid stuff while we finished eating our breakfast. We’d just finished cleaning the dishes and stuff when we heard a knock on the door.
Both of us stopped and gave each other the weirdest look.
“There’s a hurricane outside..” Logan said.
“So why is there someone at the door?” I finished his question.
We went to the other room and answered the door.
The second we opened the door, a boy dressed in a sweatshirt and jeans pushed pass Logan and I and into the house.
