Addicted

Chapter 4.

I woke up to the sound of mumbled voices and a soft grumbling sound coming from the kitchen next door. My alarm clock on the bedside table next to me read that it was only a little passed nine in the morning. I slowly untangled myself from my sheets and stretched myself out of the bed. I was only wearing an overly large dark grey t-shirt, that fell off my shoulders, and underwear to bed, so I quickly put on a pair of black tracksuit pants before leaving my room.

I walked out of the room and was almost blinded by the light coming in from the opened windows and quickly rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, before stepping into the kitchen.

Emmett and Burney were in the kitchen, Burney was at the stove while Emmett was busying himself with plates, mugs and cutlery.

"Good morning," Emmett said. "Would you like some coffee?"

"Yes, please!" I yawned.

He poured me a cup of coffee and handed it over to me.

"Two sugars?"

"Just how you like it," he responded almost immediately.

"You know, you're the best thing to happen to this world, nay the universe!" I exclaimed as I brought he mug to my lips to take a sip.

"I know," he laughed. "I can't believe you used the word 'nay'."

"Neither can I," I laughed.

"Hey, Ali!" Burney shouted over his shoulder. "Are you okay with a big breakfast this morning? I'm making, eggs, bacon, sausages, mushroom... just the works," he asked. My stomach grumbled in response.

"I will eat anything and everything!"

"I told you," Emmett said.

"I just wanted to confirm," Burney responded, with a shrug of his shoulders. He began flipping something in the pan.

"Did you need any help?" I asked.

"No, I'm all good. My mother's Jewish, so if she ever found out someone was helping me cook, she'd kill me," He said over his shoulder and I laughed. It wasn't until now that I realised, he was wearing a 'kiss the cook' apron. The sizzling of the stove grew louder as he placed bacon onto the stove.

"I'm surprised Zac isn't awake yet," Burney said, but just as he said it, a loud thud came from the back of the house, followed by the sound of running footsteps until Zac appeared in the kitchen.

"I smell bacon," Zac said, his eyes half closed as if he was still half asleep. He wore his white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. His brown hair stood up in all places on his head. God, he was really beautiful. I don't think I've ever classified a guy as beautiful before, but he was.

Emmett and Burney laughed.

"He's like a Rottweiler," Emmett laughed.

"Really? I saw him more as a German Sheppard," Burney added and the two of them laughed.

"Ha ha, very funny!" Zac responded. He walked further into the kitchen and went straight to Burney, cooking at the stove.

"I've got everything, Zac. Eggs, bacon, sausages, mushrooms, even pancakes," Burney listed again, making Zac's face light up.

"I fucking love you, Bernard Gad, like so fucking much!" Zac whined, wiping away fake tears.

"I know, I know!" Burney smiled and swatted Zac in the arm with his spatula when he picked a piece of bacon from the pan.

"Coffee," Emmett stated, handing Zac a mug.

"I fucking love you, Emmett Reid, I love you so fucking much!" he laughed again as he took the mug and took a sip. Emmett only stood there shaking his head with a small smile.