I shuffled out of Harry’s room and into the kitchen where I could hear the chatter of everyone in the house. I looked around and saw Liam, Louis, Harry, Niall, Zayn, Savanah, and Mor Mor huddled in a circle looking at pictures, telling stories, and laughing. No one noticed me until I started making pancakes. As soon as I cracked the eggs, all heads snapped towards me. Harry popped out of his chair and scurried over to me. He pecked me on the cheek and smiled. “Gooooooooooood morning lovely.”
I looked at him with half opened eyes, and mumbled; “hi.”
Mor Mor laughed, her laughter like bells and explained to the group; “Makenzie has never been a morning person.”
“Oh don’t we know it.” Savanah added.
The boys all laughed, agreed and began stories about my groggy mornings. Liam decided to start the round of embarrassing stories.
“I remember this one time she was coming to visit, this was when I had my long curly hair like Harry’s, and she showed up to our hotel around 4 am, and was going to surprise harry, but she got the wrong room number. She came into my room and started UNDRESSING! All the while telling me a story of how awful it was sitting next to one of the “Harry’s biggest fans” group of girls. And as soon as I looked up and asked her what she was doing, she screamed and yanked on her pants and fell over!”
The whole kitchen erupted.
“OH! Or remember when you accidentally set the kitchen on fire because you fell asleep on the floor?” Zayn added.
Laughter again. I was just blank, not really comprehending the stories, until Harry got a devilish smirk on his face.
“Well Kenz, you look really tired.” He looked me up and down. My hair was an absolute rats nest, my makeup smudged, and a onsie 14 times too big.
“So?” I grumbled back
“Soooooo, I think you need to wake up.” He said, laughing to himself.
“I don’t know what you’re trying to say. Just…. Give me an hour...
“No…. you need to wake up… NOW,” He grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder, “LIAM. MAN THE PANCAKES. Not even fighting Sparky? You are too tired for your own good.”
I was too tired to care about what he had planned, so I just flopped around, dead weight, on his shoulder.
Harry broke into a sprint and charged out to the backyard. Oh no. The pool. He was laughing maniacally and yelled: “You ready for your wake up call sugar bum?!?!”
“SHIT HARRY PUT ME DOWN.” I yelled.
“Not happening!” He leaped into the pool with me in his arms. The water was freezing and I popped out of the water with my eyes wide open, and climbed over the side.
“YOURE AN ASS!” I yelled at him, my teeth chattering.
Everyone was outside laughing and clapping. Happy swam to the side, lifted himself out and bowed.
I shoved him back in as he was coming up from his third bow.
“MATURE!” he shouted, as he came to the surface.
I walked over to help him out and he pulled on my arm hard. I waved my available arm and stumbled into the water. As I came up and glared at him, he smiled and kissed me passionately.
Zayn, Savanah and Mor Mor awed, and Louis and Niall screeched and made gagging noises. Liam just turned around and walked back inside.
Today might not turn out as bad as I thought it would.