The smell of bacon and french toast filled the girls room.
"What the hell?" Ashley sat up from her bed. Sara and Lilly shot up from their bed too.
"Whose in the house?"
"I did lock the door last night. I swear."
Sara got out of bed and ran to Emmie.
"WAKE UP!!!! Someone's in the house!!"
"I'm awake. I'm awake."
"Good now go get your baseball bat and go kick some ass."
"Why do-"
"NOW!!"
"Okay, okay."
Emmie got out of bed, walked toward her closet, grabbed the bat and slowly opened the bedroom door. She cautiosly went down the stair ready to pounce on the intruder. She was so scared.
What's that smell. Is that bacon and french toast? What the f-
"Your up."
I know your voice.
"Niall?"
"Yep."
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I thought I would make you some food. I got the recipe from Harry."
"Ummm.....thank you?"
"Anything for my muffin."
"Haha. Does everything have to be about food?"
"It's either muffin or potatoe."
"I'll take muffin."
"Good choice."
She sat down at the table that was nicely laid out.
"You did all of this for me?"
She looks around. The whole kitchen was squeky clean. It never was so shiny.
"Of course. I kept thinking about you. SO I had to see you. What better way to spend time with each other as we eat delicious food that I made."
"Well that sweet of you."
Emmie heard footsteps come down the stairs.
"Oh. Nial. Your here. In our house. Cooking food. How sweet of you." You could hear sarcsm in Lilly's voice.
"I thought it was a good idea, but I gotta go. Have something to do."
"Not even gonna stay for the food."
"Of course not. I already had a piece of toast and 4 pieces of bacon."
"I should have known." They all laugh.
"See you later muffin. Also wear green shirt. Green would look amazing on you."
"I'll see what I can do."
Niall leaned over and kissed Emmie's cheek before turning around and walked through the door. All the girls looked at Emmie. She was blushing.
"He totally loves you."
"I don't know. He just met me."
"he totally fancies you." Sara came and sat next to Emmie. She grabbed a piece of bacon and french toast.
"Do you fancy him?" Sara asked with her mouth full.
"I don't know. I mean he's Niall Horan."
"He's a softy. Don't hurt him if you don't really like him."
"I won't. I would never do that."
"Better not. Or I'll take him."
"No he's mine Ash. Besides you have Zayn."
"Come on. Stop fighting. Just take some food and eat."
They sat down and enjoyed the food.