When You said 'Rock Me', Is This What You Meant? | l.t (Book l) [unedited]

Chapter Twenty Seven

Zoe's POV:

After Lunch, Louis and I had to go shopping, and we kind of went overboard.

Okay, we went so overboard we had to have half the stuff delivered. We bought presents enough for three Christmas and birthdays, and we also got the boys stuff, my family stuff, and his family stuff. I secretly bought Louis a few birthday and Christmas presents, but I guessed he knew what I got him.

My first night in the house wasn't bad, and Honesty slept nice in her bed. The only downfall was how loud Louis snored. I had to close my door eventually, which I woke up to it being open and Honesty out of her bed. That was scary, but once I realized she went to sleep with Louis I was fine, and eventually fell back asleep.

Now, I'm cooking so many bagels, you wouldn't believe it.

"What smells like it's burning?" A groggy voice said from the doorway. I was almost scared to turn around.

"Okay, Male Number One, are you clothed?" I asked before turning from my position.

"Clothed enough." Maybe Zayn? I turned around, and saw the tattooed boy shirtless in the kitchen, but he wore skinny jeans and socks, his shirt in his hands.

"Something was on the bottom on the stove, it just smells like it's burning." I informed him. He nodded, and wiped his eyes. He pulled his shirt on as I turned to check the food.

"It's only eight, why are you awake?" He asked as I pulled the pan from the stove.

"Because, I slept okay and so I woke up earlier." I shrugged, and swiped multiple flavors of cream cheese on the bagels.

"Is Zoe awake?" I heard somebody yell.

"Yes!" I yelled back.

"Why? Now I have to wear pants!" Harry whined, and it sounded like he was stomping back up the stairs. I shook my head as I organized the bagels by flavor. I pulled out a few dozens of eggs, and began scrambling them.

"Why are you making breakfast?" Harry asked, his curls knotted. Mine were placed messily on the top of my head.

"Because, it's my daughter's birthday, duh! Oh, and Louis'." I reminded him.

"Let's go get the presents, Zayn." Harry hit his chest. He nodded, and they went off somewhere. I put the massive amount of eggs on a large serving plate, and smiled at my masterpiece so far. I cringed at the sizzle of the bacon and sausage when I dropped them in there at once.

When all the food was ready, I ran up the stairs, and prayed Niall didn't wake up before I could guard the food. I slowly opened my door, and went to the hiding spot Louis put the presents for Honesty. I grabbed a few of her Birthday gifts, and pulled out Louis' too. I ran down the stairs, and put them on the couch for now.

I creaked open Louis' door, and sneaked in. I rubbed Honesty's face, trying to get her to wake up.

"Honesty, sweetie." I giggled. Louis stirred, and turned around. He peeled open one eyelid, and a sleepy smile overtook his features.

"Happy Birthday." I whispered laughed.

"Thank you, love." He slowly closed his eyes again.

"Honesty, get up, honey." I said a bit louder. This time, she swung her feet over the edge of the bed, and walked into the hallway with her eyes closed.

"Open your eyes, honey!" I reminded her. She did, and ran back in here.

"Louis, I got you something, c'mon." I shoved his shoulder.

"Okay, let me get dressed." He yawned,

"Brush your teeth, too." I teased, and slipped out the door with Honesty. I led her down the stairs slowly, and led her into the kitchen.