The next morning I was lying on the sofa checking Twitter, following and retweeting some fans.
The house was calm and quiet.
But it was just because Ashton, Michael and Calum were still asleep. Pam and Clary should be upstairs sleeping too.
Oh, and the 1D guys hadn't came back yet. They left a message on the phone saying that they would be back by lunch time.
I hadn't said a word about what happened the other night with Clary. I was the only one of the people that were in the house that knew her secret. I still couldn't believe that not even Clary had found out.
I wouldn't say anything because I had promised not to.
It kinda made me happy (to keep the secret) because I felt like if now I had something, like a bond, that brought me closer to Pam.
I had another chance of a fresh start with her and I wasn't going to let it go.
I suddenly felt hungry, and since there was no one awake, I decided to make myself breakfast.
My mom had taught me to cook some stuff saying that it would help to impress girls because-I quote-: "Every woman likes a man who can cook."
I found some eggs and bacon in the fridge. Then, I searched for a pan, and I placed it on the stove. (A/N: There's a picture of the kitchen in the media xx)
I was going to cook the easiest thing on earth: eggs and bacon.
Wow, such a chef.
I was cracking the eggs on the pan when the door swang open and a really sweaty Clary came in, followed by a happy (and not that sweaty) Pam.
"I swear to God, Pamela, that I'm never, EVER gonna let you drag me with you to another of your deathly madnesses!"
"Calm down, Clary." Pam was laughing and hugging her stomach. She had tears in jer eyes because of how much she had been laughing. "We just ran a few blocks!"
They still hadn't noticed me. It was like watching a comedy movie for free. I could see the scene clearly. Too funny.
"Oh, no, that's not true! We ran like 20 kilometers! Look at me! I'm sweating like a pig!"
"Yea, you are, Clary. You look awful!" Pam joked.
"Ahaha." Clary made a sarcastic laugh but you could easily notice she wasn't angry. "You're so funny! You should be a comedian... Wait. It smells like..."
"Teen Spirit?" I could see Pamela loved teasing Clary.
"It's not time for your Nirvana jokes." Clary sniffed the air. "God, it smells delicious!"
"Yeah... But who...?"
That's when they both noticed me.
"Luke?" They both exclaimed looking confused.
"What? Can't I cook my own food?"
"It's just that I didn't knew this phase of yours."
"What, his gay chef side?" Michael was going down the stairs, still half asleep, with a smirk on his lips.
I just ignored him.
"Could you please make breakfast for us?" Clary begged. "I don't know if I can stand cereals for another week."
"I don't know..." I wasn't sure if I should cook for them. What if they didn't like it?
"Pleaseee, Lukeyy!" Pam made a puppy face and I couldn't resist.
"Hey, Lukey Poo, can you make me breakfast too?" Calum appearde going down the stairs with Ash behind him.
"Sorry, Cally Poo, you three will have to make your own breakfast. There are not enough eggs and bacon."
"Oh, come on!" They protested but they went inside the kitchen to search for something to eat.
I finished the three plates of eggs and bacon and placed them on the table. The guys found some cereals and we all ate.
"Luke, let me tell you have an innate talent for cooking." Clary said when she finished her food.
"I totally agree. Thank you so much for the food, Lukey." Pam smiled at me and a smiled craved on my face. "Well, guys, we both have to take a shower. See ya in a bit!" They took their plates to the dishwasher and they both ran upstairs.
"So, Lukey." Michael started teasing me again. The boys all turned their heads to me. "What?"
"Why don't you use your 'innate talent' with us?" Mikey and Calum placed their chins in the palm of their hands and turned their heads to the side. "Because we love boys who can cook." They made a girl voice. Shit that was scary. Ashton bursted into laughing and I just laughed sarcastically.
"Sure, Michaela and Cally." Ashton laughed even harder.
I grabbed my plate and placed it in the dishwasher over the girls' plates.
Well, thanks, mom.