"Good morning." I whisper to Alex smiling as he leans in and places a simple kiss on my forehead.
"Morning babe." Alex smiles groggily.
I smile kissing his forehead and untangling myself from him.
"I'm gonna go make breakfast." I explain getting up and tying my hair into a bun.
"But it's cold." Alex complains.
"You're fine. Come down when you're ready alright?" I say sweetly and blow him a kiss then head down the stairs.
I walk down the stairs to find carter at the door.
"Yeah I'll call you." She says before shutting the door.
"Never going to call him." She laughs sitting on the counter top.
"Alright I'm gonna make breakfast, so go do something." I say shoeing her out of the kitchen. She classily sticks her tongue out at me send we both laugh.
I get out all the ingredients and start making pancakes. Humming a tune to myself and say dreaming, I feel arms slip around my waist.
I let out a quiet squeal, before spinning around, to be met by Alex.
His brown hair messily hanging in his face, I smile at him and reach up fixing it.
"I just don't get it." Alex states randomly, breaking the comfortable silence.
"Don't get what?" I say confused.
"How you can wake up, and look so perfect." He say bringing his hand to my cheek, as the other hand rests on my hip.
I blush and look down but his had slides to under my chin, lifting my head gently to make eye contact with him.
He smiles warmly at me and I to him. Letting ourselves have a moment before I break the silence.
"I am kinda making breakfast." I say quietly.
Alex smiles and leans in leaving a lingering kiss on my cheek. I blush again and look to the ground before turning around and finish piling pancakes onto a hug plate.
"I smell food!" James walks in rubbing his eyes and running a hand through his dark hair. He opens his eyes, clearly staring at the amazing food I was making.
"Morning." I say happily as Alex wraps his hands around my waist, and sets his chin on my shoulder.
"Hello." He whispers, his warm breath tickling my neck.
"Hi there." I say laughing a bit. He reaches over to grab a pancake, but I slap his hand away.
"No no no." I scold him, waving a finger.
He frowns and goes and sits by James, who is waiting hungrily.
Brandon walks in fixing his jet black hair.
"Morning." He says in a scratchy morning voice. He walks up to the stool, half asleep and sits down. Conner and Luke join in smelling food and sit down as well.
"Here you go." I say happily bringing over the giant plate filled with pancakes. The boys all fight over them and I laugh as I make more batter for a new batch for Carter and myself.
"Wait, Lizzie...where is your food?" Alex asks sweetly. I smile at him, "making another batch."
Alex nods and Carter comes down sporting tight light-wash jeans, a crop top band T-shirt and her normal sneakers.
All the boys mouths drop open and I roll my eyes, passing Carter her plate and stacking a few pancakes into it.
"Thanks sis." She says before stuffing her face.
"Welcome" I say happily before grabbing my own plate, and walk over to Alex, who lifts me up onto his lap effortlessly. I smile at him and eat my delicious food.
I love me and my boys.
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Just One Of The Boys
Teen Fiction| completed | HIGHEST ACHIEVEMENT: #10 IN TEEN FICTION. #5 IN TOMBOY When your family is a dozen football players, loyalty runs deep and ties are hard to be broken. All of the boys would do anything for one girl. Elizabeth. They'd fight anyone w...
