**CHRISTINA'S POV**
I woke up with Harry's curls in my face. Our legs were intertwined and he had his arms around me. My inner fangirl was freaking out, and the sane part of me was screaming at me to get him off. Apparently, though, Harry wasn't asleep. He chuckled and kissed my forehead.
"You're so pretty when you're indecisive," he whispered.
"And you're so pretty when you don't smell bad," I chuckled, grabbing my nose and pretending to be disgusted.
"Don't be mean!" Harry laughed and flung himself out of bed. I blushed, he wasn't wearing anything but his boxers, "Like what you see?" Harry asked mischieviously.
"What would it matter to you if I did?" I teased, flinging the covers off and getting on my knees.
"Well, for one, it might mean you could see me like this a little more. And secondly, you know how cute you are when you do that?"
"Oh, love, I'm cute all the time. And what if I don't want to see you like that a little more?" I retorted, putting my hands on my hips.
"I know, and don't lie to yourself, love," Harry said.
"Go shower!" I said, throwing a pillow at him. He laughed and walked out of the room.
While he was showering, I got ready. I put on an off shoulder blue top with sparkly black lace around the waist and neckline, white daisy duke shorts, and black ballet-flats. I put on black eyeshadow, and a light-pink gloss.
"You look amazing!" Harry said, I didn't realize he'd walked in.
"Thank you, I'll leave so that you can change," I said, exiting quietly.
I walked downstairs and the boys were all scavenging for food, "You boys want me to cook?" I asked.
"Please, oh beautiful woman!" Louis said clinging to me.
"Out of my kitchen!" I said, shooing them away, "You're pancakes will be ready in a few moments!"
"Love you food buddy!" Niall cried, flinging himself on the couch.
I chuckled, and went to work frying up the cakes. On the top, I garnished them with strawberries and whipped-cream. I piled them all on a tray and walked into the livingroom.
"Food's ready!" I yelled, and was instantly bombarded by four hungry boys. I made Harry a plate, but just set it on the table for when he came in, "No, Niall, you may not eat it!" I teased.
"Awww!" Niall said, truly disappointed.
Harry walked in in a purple "Jack Willis" sweatshirt, jeans, and black converse, "Where's mine?"
"On the table, I even saved it from Niall," I laughed.
"Thank you love," Harry said, picking up his dish and plopping beside me. He put his arm around me and offered me a bite.
"No, I'm fine," I said, laying my head on Harry's shoulder.
Louis winked and made an orgasm noise, I laughed.
"You are one dirty boo-bear, lou!" I teased.
"Dirty boo-bear at your service, oh beautiful woman chef!" Louis got on one knee and bowed. I went into hysterics and the boys couldn't handle it.
"You have the most hilarious laugh!" Niall said, falling on the floor.
"Like you can talk, Niall!" I giggled. After everything calmed down, we all looked at eachother with the same question on our minds.
**HARRY'S POV**
She was pretty, and when I walked out of the shower, I just wanted to stand there and watch her look in the mirror as if she was insecure. She shouldn't be, but I had a feeling she was. I didn't expect her to make breakfast, and when I came down I was teasing when I asked for food. She gave me a plate, and I felt guilty. I offered her a bite, and she said she didn't want any. Louis was teasing me, and it was a little annoying. Christina just laughed though, and I supposed it was fine. She finally broke the silence with a well deserved, "So what are we gonna do today?"
"I don't know, love. Maybe we could go shopping for you!" Niall teased.
"Sometimes, Niall, your inner gay is just too funny," she teased him back, laughing, "And besides, I have a ton of clothes."
"Yeah, but Zayn took a few of your thongs!" Liam said.
"Shut up!" Zayn said, blushing.
She laughed, "Have fun with those, Zayn!"
**CHRISTINA'S POV**
The boys were insisting on shopping for me, so I finally relented.
"ROAD TRIP!" they screamed.
We all piled into the car and drove to the mall.

Notes

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