Use Somebody
Saturday Family Breakfast
Cassie's outfit:
(http://www.polyvore.com/getting_breakfast/set?id=63195812)
Cassie's POV:
I woke up with a jolt when my phone started ringing the next day. Shoving something heavy from my stomach, I grabbed for it on the nightstand. Without looking at the caller ID, I answered, my voice still hoarse.
“Yeah?”
“Oh my god, did I wake you? I'm so sorry – wait, no I'm not! I'm coming up to New York today and I want to meet my bestie! Where you at?” the all too familiar voice rang in my ears. Why did she always have to scream so loud?
“God, Rachel, you're so loud,” I groaned. “I'm still in bed, but you can come by if you want. I'm at Demi's, text you the address?” I said.
“No need, I know the place. I'll be there in... let's say about 4 hours?” she chimed happily.
“Yeah, sure. I have to get to the studio at around 5, but I'll be here until then,” I said.
“Awesome. See you later! Love ya!” with that, she hung up. I let the phone drop to the floor and buried my face in the pillow to let out a long groan.
“Who's coming?” a husky male voice asked and startled me. Zayn, right. We did a little repetition of our antics last night after I came home late from the studio. I rolled over to face him. Of course, he looked extremely sexy with his stubble beard and sex-hair.
“My friend Rachel. You know, the one who was on the OC?” I explained. His eyes widened a bit in surprise.
“Rachel Bilson? I love her,” he said. I smiled softly.
“You'll love her even more once she's here. Great personality,” I said and tried to entangle myself from the blankets.
“Where d'ya think you're going?” he said teasingly and grabbed for me, pulling me to him. He nuzzled my neck and I had to laugh at the tickling sensation his hair caused on my skin.
“Breakfast, I'm hungry,” I answered. “Get up, we're going all big on this,” I announced and freed myself. He fell back into the sheets and groaned loudly. I grabbed a random pillow and threw it at him. He shot me a death glare and I just laughed, vanishing into the bathroom.
After washing my face and cleaning my teeth, I put on a random sweater, some pants and my favourite flip flops (I've gone so American on the whole flip flop thing, it was almost embarrassing) and went into the kitchen. Niall was standing in front of the open fridge, looking at the inside with distaste.
“Nothing good to eat in here,” he stated. I bumped him out of the way and took a look myself. He was right.
“I got this, you go wake up the rest of the clan and tell them we're having a huge breakfast in half an hour,” I instructed and he grinned at me.
“With pancakes?” he asked, sounding like a little boy.
“Yes, with pancakes, Niall. The Austrian ones,” I patted his shoulders and he took off towards Demi's room. Wait... Demi's room? Ohooo!
I quickly grabbed a bag and some money from my now Zayn-less room and made my way to our nearest grocery store . Luckily for me, I didn't recognise any paparazzi, and was able to shop in peace. When I got back, Liam, Harry and Zayn were already lounging around the living room, looking at me expectantly when I walked in. Zayn was the only one who wore a shirt. I gulped and tried to ignore their perfectly chiselled chests.
“Finally! I'm starving!” Harry said dramatically and got up to help me with the bag. Everyone eventually started helping, and we set up a huge-ass breakfast on Demi's big dining table. I prepared some good, old-fashioned Austrian pancakes and we dug in after I placed them on the table.
“But... they're all thin!” Niall exclaimed after fetching a pancake from the plate.
“That's the special thing about them. You fill them with jam and roll 'em together like this,” I explained, showing him what I meant. I then poured a layer of sugar over it and handed it back to him. “Try it,” I instructed and his face lit up after he took the first bite.
“Yum,” he stated and that was the last thing we heard from him for the next 30 minutes.
“Thanks for introducing me to Behati, Cassie,” Liam started talking to me.
“I thought you guys might click. How was the rest of your afternoon?” I asked him, grinning.
“Good. We went to this little café and took a stroll afterwards. She might come to the club with us tonight,” he said, and I might have imagined it, but I could have sworn he blushed slightly. Louis, who was engaged in a friendly little fight over a roll with Harry, looked up and started teasing.
“Liam's in looooooove!” he chimed. We all laughed, whereas Liam just silently chewed. He looked content.
“Who's the lucky one and how did you meet?” Harry started teasing.
“Behati Prinsloo, Victoria's Secret model. Cassie here introduced us yesterday,” Liam answered.
“Not fair! I want a model girlfriend too!” Louis played the grumpy kid, crossing his arms in front of his chest. We all laughed at him.
“Sorry, Lou, but the rest are all just skinny bitches,” I answered truthfully. “Oh, before I forget about it: Demi, Rachel's coming today. She'll be here at about 2, I guess,” I changed the topic.
“Really? Awesome!” Demi said happily. Too happily. I took a closer look and saw that neither her right hand nor Niall's left hand were on the table.
“Demetria!” I said sternly and her eyes widened. “Is there something you want to tell me?” I pushed forward, adapting my best motherly look.
“Um...” she started when Niall raised his hand and it showed that they were in fact holding hands under the table. We all cheered and smiled.
“Finally,” Zayn mumbled. I smiled at Demi encouragingly and she gave me the 'I'll tell you about it all later'-look.
“How was the rest of your day, Cassie?” Liam asked me.
“Good, I went over to the studio and we shot the teases for next week,” I answered, helping myself to some yoghurt and fruit.
“Who are you doing it with?” Harry asked abruptly. He still hadn't apologised for the other day and we were still a bit frosty towards each other.
“Jason. We get along the best, without a doubt,” I said flatly. A sour look crossed his face, but before I could identify it any further, he was already talking to Louis again. That was strange. A hand on my thigh captured my attention and I looked to see that Zayn was grinning at me widely. I tried to shove it away, but it just came crawling back. He shot me a challenging look and I chose that moment to bite into the banana I was eating in a very 'mature' sort of way. His jaw dropped.
“Oi, take it to the bedroom, you two!” Liam suddenly interrupted our little teasing and I looked up to see them all staring at me, still with the banana in my mouth. I slowly pulled it out and tried to look innocent. Zayn only grinned. Harry and Louis had literally stopped what they were doing to gawk at me, whereas Demi just giggled.
“Sorry,” I mumbled, flushing slightly. Zayn's hand, which was still on my thigh, didn't move an inch, making me feel flustered even more. Eventually, they got on with their conversations and I bumped him hard in the ribs. “Serves you right,” I whispered while he cringed and held the spot I hit.
We spent the next two hours eating and talking, feeling like a big old family. It felt like for a few hours, we could all just forget that there was a world outside with paparazzi and crazy fans and interviewers who wanted to know our deepest little secrets.
“Oh, hey, which club are we going to again tonight?” Louis asked at one point.
“It's called 'Hades' I believe,” Liam answered.
“You're joining us, right?” Zayn asked, looking at me.
“Well, I'll be at the SNL after-party first, but yeah, I can come by. You should definitely take Rachel, though! Speaking of...” I said and got out my phone. I quickly dialled her number and waited a few seconds before she picked up. “Where are you?” I asked.
“Just a few blocks away, two minutes!” she said excitedly.
“Awesome, I'll send someone down for you,” I grinned into the phone and hung up. “Hey, Louis, you wanna go get Rachel?” I screamed over the table. He got up, saluted me and left the room. I knew that was going to be easy.
“You're not trying to set them up, are you?” Demi asked suspiciously. I just took a big bite of my pancake and shrugged my shoulders, grinning mischievously. Yes, Ma'am, I was.
Rachel's POV:
I pulled up in front of Demi's building when I saw a cute young guy standing in the door, obviously waiting for someone. When I got out, he came right up to me. Dear god, why was Cassie sending such a young fellow to come get me?
“Hey there, I'm Louis, and I will be your escort for this afternoon,” he said, trying to sound all business, which his accent made quite easily. But I could see the glint of cheekiness behind his eyes and I refused to take his hand, assuming my best 'Are you kidding me?'-pose and looked at him.
“Seriously? Are you even old enough to leave the house alone?” I asked him, grinning from ear to ear. He chuckled and came closer until he could whisper into my ear.
“I'm old enough to do a lot of things, especially to hot women,” he purred and goosebumps actually formed on my arms. Pull yourself together, girl!
“Empty threats,” I said and grabbed my trolley to walk past him into the building. He chuckled and followed.
“Let me take that for you,” he said from behind me and grabbed my trolley.
“Hey, I can carry it myself!” I protested while we stepped into the elevator. He gave me a wide grin.
“I know, but I'm English,” he answered.
“So?” I asked sassily.
“That means I'm a gentleman,” he whispered like he was telling me a secret and I could see the unbelievable blue that was his eye-colour. I gulped and faced away from him, towards the doors. Damn it! He was cute, and I was sexually deprived. No good. No fucking good.
Harry's POV:
Louis returned a few minutes later with Rachel Bilson, and she was all smiles and cuteness and confusion when we introduced ourselves.
“Why are there so many hot guys?” she screamed at Demi at one point. She just laughed and hugged her friend. I watched Cassie smile contently while Rachel started bickering with Louis. She was planning on setting them up, that much was clear. I wonder if she had someone in mind for me as well. First Liam and Behati, now Louis and Rachel... But no, I didn't want to be set up with any one. I wanted to chose my girl. Unluckily for me, the girl I wanted was already taken. The girls disappeared into Cassie's room, and we boys decided to play some video games. We were still too full from all the food to move around much.
Cassie's POV:
“What is happening out there? Who are these guys and why are they all at your apartment? Wait, have you two slept with any of them? I want answers! Now!” Rachel practically screamed after we had gone to my room. Demi and I just laughed. I really didn't think of telling her about the guys, and she took it... not so good.
“Have you seriously never heard of One Direction? THE boyband?” Demi asked in between chuckles.
“Nu-uuh!” Rachel just said and gave Demi her 'WTF'-look. I burst into laughter again, because this just reminded me so much of Summer Roberts. I had never really liked the character, but when Rachel and I met for the first time, we instantly knew that we got along.
“British guys, lots of hit singles, crazy fans and all hot as hell. I'm with the blonde one, Cassie's with the dark one,” Demi explained. Rachel's eyes widened.
“Wait, Zayn and I are not 'with' each other, we're just sex-buddies,” I tried to clarify.
“Cassie! You're back out there! And with a guy like that... well done!” Rachel said happily and high-fived me. I just sighed and did. She was too into it to even hear me properly.
After that, Rachel wanted to know everything, and Demi told us about their beautiful date Niall set up the night before, and how they were now thinking about making it official. She talked and talked and we looked at her, all stars and rainbows and ponies in our eyes. They were really happy and it rubbed off.
“So... and you and... what was it? Zayn?” Rachel then changed the topic after Demi finished.
“We share a bathroom, and one day, we decided to sleep together. Nothing more,” I said shortly.
“That's it? Lame!” Rachel said and we giggled. I just shrugged my shoulders. That was really all their was to the story. I looked at my watch and almost fell off the bed. I was supposed to be at the studio in 30 minutes, and I still had to get dressed.
“Shoot! Guys, I have to be at the studio in 30. I'm so running late!” I said while hurrying over to the wardrobe. The girls helped me pick an outfit and I quickly made myself look representable before giving them both a peck on the cheek. “See ya at the club later, gotta go. Love ya!” I said and was already out the door, putting my shoes on in the process. I didn't even take the time to say goodbye to the boys before I hurried into the elevator. Showtime.
(http://www.polyvore.com/getting_breakfast/set?id=63195812)
Cassie's POV:
I woke up with a jolt when my phone started ringing the next day. Shoving something heavy from my stomach, I grabbed for it on the nightstand. Without looking at the caller ID, I answered, my voice still hoarse.
“Yeah?”
“Oh my god, did I wake you? I'm so sorry – wait, no I'm not! I'm coming up to New York today and I want to meet my bestie! Where you at?” the all too familiar voice rang in my ears. Why did she always have to scream so loud?
“God, Rachel, you're so loud,” I groaned. “I'm still in bed, but you can come by if you want. I'm at Demi's, text you the address?” I said.
“No need, I know the place. I'll be there in... let's say about 4 hours?” she chimed happily.
“Yeah, sure. I have to get to the studio at around 5, but I'll be here until then,” I said.
“Awesome. See you later! Love ya!” with that, she hung up. I let the phone drop to the floor and buried my face in the pillow to let out a long groan.
“Who's coming?” a husky male voice asked and startled me. Zayn, right. We did a little repetition of our antics last night after I came home late from the studio. I rolled over to face him. Of course, he looked extremely sexy with his stubble beard and sex-hair.
“My friend Rachel. You know, the one who was on the OC?” I explained. His eyes widened a bit in surprise.
“Rachel Bilson? I love her,” he said. I smiled softly.
“You'll love her even more once she's here. Great personality,” I said and tried to entangle myself from the blankets.
“Where d'ya think you're going?” he said teasingly and grabbed for me, pulling me to him. He nuzzled my neck and I had to laugh at the tickling sensation his hair caused on my skin.
“Breakfast, I'm hungry,” I answered. “Get up, we're going all big on this,” I announced and freed myself. He fell back into the sheets and groaned loudly. I grabbed a random pillow and threw it at him. He shot me a death glare and I just laughed, vanishing into the bathroom.
After washing my face and cleaning my teeth, I put on a random sweater, some pants and my favourite flip flops (I've gone so American on the whole flip flop thing, it was almost embarrassing) and went into the kitchen. Niall was standing in front of the open fridge, looking at the inside with distaste.
“Nothing good to eat in here,” he stated. I bumped him out of the way and took a look myself. He was right.
“I got this, you go wake up the rest of the clan and tell them we're having a huge breakfast in half an hour,” I instructed and he grinned at me.
“With pancakes?” he asked, sounding like a little boy.
“Yes, with pancakes, Niall. The Austrian ones,” I patted his shoulders and he took off towards Demi's room. Wait... Demi's room? Ohooo!
I quickly grabbed a bag and some money from my now Zayn-less room and made my way to our nearest grocery store . Luckily for me, I didn't recognise any paparazzi, and was able to shop in peace. When I got back, Liam, Harry and Zayn were already lounging around the living room, looking at me expectantly when I walked in. Zayn was the only one who wore a shirt. I gulped and tried to ignore their perfectly chiselled chests.
“Finally! I'm starving!” Harry said dramatically and got up to help me with the bag. Everyone eventually started helping, and we set up a huge-ass breakfast on Demi's big dining table. I prepared some good, old-fashioned Austrian pancakes and we dug in after I placed them on the table.
“But... they're all thin!” Niall exclaimed after fetching a pancake from the plate.
“That's the special thing about them. You fill them with jam and roll 'em together like this,” I explained, showing him what I meant. I then poured a layer of sugar over it and handed it back to him. “Try it,” I instructed and his face lit up after he took the first bite.
“Yum,” he stated and that was the last thing we heard from him for the next 30 minutes.
“Thanks for introducing me to Behati, Cassie,” Liam started talking to me.
“I thought you guys might click. How was the rest of your afternoon?” I asked him, grinning.
“Good. We went to this little café and took a stroll afterwards. She might come to the club with us tonight,” he said, and I might have imagined it, but I could have sworn he blushed slightly. Louis, who was engaged in a friendly little fight over a roll with Harry, looked up and started teasing.
“Liam's in looooooove!” he chimed. We all laughed, whereas Liam just silently chewed. He looked content.
“Who's the lucky one and how did you meet?” Harry started teasing.
“Behati Prinsloo, Victoria's Secret model. Cassie here introduced us yesterday,” Liam answered.
“Not fair! I want a model girlfriend too!” Louis played the grumpy kid, crossing his arms in front of his chest. We all laughed at him.
“Sorry, Lou, but the rest are all just skinny bitches,” I answered truthfully. “Oh, before I forget about it: Demi, Rachel's coming today. She'll be here at about 2, I guess,” I changed the topic.
“Really? Awesome!” Demi said happily. Too happily. I took a closer look and saw that neither her right hand nor Niall's left hand were on the table.
“Demetria!” I said sternly and her eyes widened. “Is there something you want to tell me?” I pushed forward, adapting my best motherly look.
“Um...” she started when Niall raised his hand and it showed that they were in fact holding hands under the table. We all cheered and smiled.
“Finally,” Zayn mumbled. I smiled at Demi encouragingly and she gave me the 'I'll tell you about it all later'-look.
“How was the rest of your day, Cassie?” Liam asked me.
“Good, I went over to the studio and we shot the teases for next week,” I answered, helping myself to some yoghurt and fruit.
“Who are you doing it with?” Harry asked abruptly. He still hadn't apologised for the other day and we were still a bit frosty towards each other.
“Jason. We get along the best, without a doubt,” I said flatly. A sour look crossed his face, but before I could identify it any further, he was already talking to Louis again. That was strange. A hand on my thigh captured my attention and I looked to see that Zayn was grinning at me widely. I tried to shove it away, but it just came crawling back. He shot me a challenging look and I chose that moment to bite into the banana I was eating in a very 'mature' sort of way. His jaw dropped.
“Oi, take it to the bedroom, you two!” Liam suddenly interrupted our little teasing and I looked up to see them all staring at me, still with the banana in my mouth. I slowly pulled it out and tried to look innocent. Zayn only grinned. Harry and Louis had literally stopped what they were doing to gawk at me, whereas Demi just giggled.
“Sorry,” I mumbled, flushing slightly. Zayn's hand, which was still on my thigh, didn't move an inch, making me feel flustered even more. Eventually, they got on with their conversations and I bumped him hard in the ribs. “Serves you right,” I whispered while he cringed and held the spot I hit.
We spent the next two hours eating and talking, feeling like a big old family. It felt like for a few hours, we could all just forget that there was a world outside with paparazzi and crazy fans and interviewers who wanted to know our deepest little secrets.
“Oh, hey, which club are we going to again tonight?” Louis asked at one point.
“It's called 'Hades' I believe,” Liam answered.
“You're joining us, right?” Zayn asked, looking at me.
“Well, I'll be at the SNL after-party first, but yeah, I can come by. You should definitely take Rachel, though! Speaking of...” I said and got out my phone. I quickly dialled her number and waited a few seconds before she picked up. “Where are you?” I asked.
“Just a few blocks away, two minutes!” she said excitedly.
“Awesome, I'll send someone down for you,” I grinned into the phone and hung up. “Hey, Louis, you wanna go get Rachel?” I screamed over the table. He got up, saluted me and left the room. I knew that was going to be easy.
“You're not trying to set them up, are you?” Demi asked suspiciously. I just took a big bite of my pancake and shrugged my shoulders, grinning mischievously. Yes, Ma'am, I was.
Rachel's POV:
I pulled up in front of Demi's building when I saw a cute young guy standing in the door, obviously waiting for someone. When I got out, he came right up to me. Dear god, why was Cassie sending such a young fellow to come get me?
“Hey there, I'm Louis, and I will be your escort for this afternoon,” he said, trying to sound all business, which his accent made quite easily. But I could see the glint of cheekiness behind his eyes and I refused to take his hand, assuming my best 'Are you kidding me?'-pose and looked at him.
“Seriously? Are you even old enough to leave the house alone?” I asked him, grinning from ear to ear. He chuckled and came closer until he could whisper into my ear.
“I'm old enough to do a lot of things, especially to hot women,” he purred and goosebumps actually formed on my arms. Pull yourself together, girl!
“Empty threats,” I said and grabbed my trolley to walk past him into the building. He chuckled and followed.
“Let me take that for you,” he said from behind me and grabbed my trolley.
“Hey, I can carry it myself!” I protested while we stepped into the elevator. He gave me a wide grin.
“I know, but I'm English,” he answered.
“So?” I asked sassily.
“That means I'm a gentleman,” he whispered like he was telling me a secret and I could see the unbelievable blue that was his eye-colour. I gulped and faced away from him, towards the doors. Damn it! He was cute, and I was sexually deprived. No good. No fucking good.
Harry's POV:
Louis returned a few minutes later with Rachel Bilson, and she was all smiles and cuteness and confusion when we introduced ourselves.
“Why are there so many hot guys?” she screamed at Demi at one point. She just laughed and hugged her friend. I watched Cassie smile contently while Rachel started bickering with Louis. She was planning on setting them up, that much was clear. I wonder if she had someone in mind for me as well. First Liam and Behati, now Louis and Rachel... But no, I didn't want to be set up with any one. I wanted to chose my girl. Unluckily for me, the girl I wanted was already taken. The girls disappeared into Cassie's room, and we boys decided to play some video games. We were still too full from all the food to move around much.
Cassie's POV:
“What is happening out there? Who are these guys and why are they all at your apartment? Wait, have you two slept with any of them? I want answers! Now!” Rachel practically screamed after we had gone to my room. Demi and I just laughed. I really didn't think of telling her about the guys, and she took it... not so good.
“Have you seriously never heard of One Direction? THE boyband?” Demi asked in between chuckles.
“Nu-uuh!” Rachel just said and gave Demi her 'WTF'-look. I burst into laughter again, because this just reminded me so much of Summer Roberts. I had never really liked the character, but when Rachel and I met for the first time, we instantly knew that we got along.
“British guys, lots of hit singles, crazy fans and all hot as hell. I'm with the blonde one, Cassie's with the dark one,” Demi explained. Rachel's eyes widened.
“Wait, Zayn and I are not 'with' each other, we're just sex-buddies,” I tried to clarify.
“Cassie! You're back out there! And with a guy like that... well done!” Rachel said happily and high-fived me. I just sighed and did. She was too into it to even hear me properly.
After that, Rachel wanted to know everything, and Demi told us about their beautiful date Niall set up the night before, and how they were now thinking about making it official. She talked and talked and we looked at her, all stars and rainbows and ponies in our eyes. They were really happy and it rubbed off.
“So... and you and... what was it? Zayn?” Rachel then changed the topic after Demi finished.
“We share a bathroom, and one day, we decided to sleep together. Nothing more,” I said shortly.
“That's it? Lame!” Rachel said and we giggled. I just shrugged my shoulders. That was really all their was to the story. I looked at my watch and almost fell off the bed. I was supposed to be at the studio in 30 minutes, and I still had to get dressed.
“Shoot! Guys, I have to be at the studio in 30. I'm so running late!” I said while hurrying over to the wardrobe. The girls helped me pick an outfit and I quickly made myself look representable before giving them both a peck on the cheek. “See ya at the club later, gotta go. Love ya!” I said and was already out the door, putting my shoes on in the process. I didn't even take the time to say goodbye to the boys before I hurried into the elevator. Showtime.
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