Chapter 8- We're just friends.

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For the first time in years, I woke up early, and in a good mood. Since my parents were both in their room, sleeping, I thought I would surprise them with breakfast. I got out of bed and realized I was still wearing Nialls clothes. They still had his good smell on them. Stretching, and putting on my slippers, i grabbed my phone and crept over to our small kitchen. Outside I could hear the birds chirping a tune-full song, and the sun was shining brightly for it only be eight in the morning.

I turned to grab three packets of hot chocolate that my mother bought while touring yesterday, in our bag of food. She always insisted on buying food so you didnt have to always go out to eat and get stuck with an expensive bill. Adding the mix with hot water into three different cups, I stirred them each softly. Now what to have for breakfast? Aha. Rummaging through the food bag, I found pancake mix. Yum.

By the time I started to flip the pancakes, my father came out of the room and patted me on the shoulder.

" Your in a good mood." he smiled, overlooking the pancakes.

I just shrugged and kept flipping.

" Where's mom? She's usually up early.."

" She went to sleep with a headache last night. She still has it this morning. No plans today unless it gets better." he went to go sit down at a small table. I didn't want to sound like a complete snob for not caring for my mother, because i did, but this was a good excuse to go to the barbeque today.

I set a plate in front of my father after the pancakes were done and flopped two pancakes on his plate along with a bottle of syrup. Thinking that my mother was probably hungry too, i put two pancakes on a plate for her as well and took it in to her.

"Pancakes?" She asked, sitting up in her bed. I nodded and smiled as i set them down on her lap. She smiled back weakly, her way of saying thank you.

"Well? How are they?" I asked my dad, sitting down and shoving a forkfull into my mouth. He gave me a thumbs up, a mouthfull of food still in his mouth. Mmm, they were good. Good job, Halle.

"What are your plans for today?" My dad asked out of nowhere.

"Oh, well I was invited to a barbeque at my friends house at three." I replied, hoping he didn't ask who my friend was.

He cleared his throat and went to put the plate in the small bilt in sink that was provided by the hotel, and washed it off. I finished my own pancakes and joined him in washing the plates.

"Is this friend a boy?"

"Yeah.." I shrugged.

He gave me one of his dad looks.

"Can't I have a friend that's a boy?" That, afterall, was what Niall and I were considered. I sighed to myself, some how wanting to be more. My dad looked at me again, but without saying anything. I took that as a yes, I can go and hurried off to shower and get changed.

The warm water hit my back, tingling all of my senses. The heat made the glass shower fog up so that I couldn't see out. Taking long in the showr, as usual, i finally got out and dried off. My hair was wrapped in a towel, along with the rest of my body and i walked to my room to get clothes to wear. Picking through the dresser, i found a perfect Victoria's Secret Pink off the shoulder t shirt and a pair of denim shorts. I took my time changing into my bathing suit first, then putting on my clothes. I then blow dried my hair. My phone buzzed.

From: Niall Horan

Excited to see you today=)

I couldn't help but smile. He texted me first, meaning that he was thinking about me. running a hand through my hair and thinking about what to reply, i texted;

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