Codie’s POV
“LOUIS GET YOUR F*CKING ARSE DOWN HERE NOW!” I screamed while watching the news. I know that me and news isn’t the best mix, but, this was important. Seeing my face on the news for something other than my racing was scaring me. As soon as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs I continued screaming.
“SO, YOU DECIDE, YEAH I’LL PUT THAT ON THE INTERNET. IT’LL BE FINE, CODIE SHOULDN’T CARE RIGHT? WRONG! I DEFINETELY DON’T LIKE THE-” I hate it when people cut me off, I honestly, really do.
“Codie, it’s not actually that bad.” He said calm as a freaking potato. Don’t ask about that one, because I don’t have an answer.
“Not that bad? I look like a complete idiot.” I said, running my hand through my hair, finding a knot which ruined the moment.
“I thought you knew about that.” He said.
“Does it look like I knew about that?” I asked.
“Uh, no?” he asked. He seriously asked that question?
“That would be the answer. Since when did I say you could put that video of me on the internet anyway?” I seriously did not like this.
“It’s not a big deal, it’s only you singing at our concert last night. I didn’t post the video anyway.” Louis checked his phone. “And you’ve got over a million hits.”
“OH, SO YOU DIDN’T POST THE VIDEO AND I’VE GOT ONE MILLION VIEWS WHEN IT WAS ONLY POSTED LAST NIGHT?” this wasn’t adding up.
“It was posted this morning.” Louis corrected me.
“ONE MILLION HITS AND IT WAS ONLY POSTED THIS MORNING!” I shouted at him.
“Actually that would be two million.” Lou told me.
“Right, two million views and it was only posted this-”I stopped and thought about it. “wait a minute, TWO MILLLION VIEWS AND IT WAS ONLY POSTED THIS MORNING?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD?! SERIOUSLY. Now everyone knows how much of a shit singer you are, they also know that you look like a complete dick on stage, they also know that you look ugly in that dress. Guess what Codie? That’s not all, they also know you have stage fright and that you have a complete arse for a boyfriend. Oh, you wanna know what else they know? Well, I’ve just gotten started, they also freaking know that-” I was cut off by something completely different.
Louis kissed me. I shouldn’t say it like it’s a bad thing, but it was annoying. But it was good, at the same time. Then he freaked me out.
“Oh my gosh.” I said breaking off and taking a step back.
“Sorry, I, I really needed to shut you up because you kept ranting on, and so I kissed you, and then I tried going for tongue which was a really stupid idea. So then I was like shit, and then you backed off and now I’m just gonna keep rambling on because you’re acting very quiet right now. Are you gonna talk anytime soon, because that would be lovely. No okay then, I am really, really sorry. I didn’t meant too, it’s just-”
I cut him off the same way he did me. This time, I let him do his thing, and it felt amazing.
“Sorry, I, I really needed to shut you up because you kept ranting on.” I mocked what he said earlier.
“You sure you’re comfortable?” Louis looked at me through his blue eyes.
“Yeah, I’m sure.” I walked into the kitchen and looked at the calendar. Wednesday, 3rd of September. “Shit.” I said staring at the calendar now. Louis wrapped his arms around my waist.
“What?” he asked in my ear. It made my hip tickle. Yeah, I’m a weirdo. When people breathe near my ear it makes my hip go all weird.
“This is the third week you’ve been here for, that means you only have five weeks left.” I said. He kissed my cheek.
“That’s five weeks to have fun, to be awesome and to be together practically every day.” He said. I could feel him smile, it made me do the same.
“Yay, fun.” I said sarcastically as I turned around and put my arms around his shoulders. “But now, it’s time for breakfast.”
“It’s one in the afternoon.” Louis reminded me.
“Uh, when I only just woke up I think it still counts as breakfast.” I said smiling. He kissed my forehead and let me go.
“What time did you go to bed last night?” Louis asked when he found a bowl for some cereal.
“I don’t really think it would count as last night when it was pretty early this morning…” I corrected him.
“What time did you go to bed this morning then?” he re-asked.
“About 5:30… maybe?” I said, not too sure.
“Why were you up so freaking late?” he asked, almost dropping the bowl.
“Well, caffeine lasts in my blood for a long time. So when I had coffee at about eleven last night, it probably wasn’t such a good idea. And also, I think I had the wrong tea before I went to bed this morning because I couldn’t sleep for about 3 hours. So, I really didn’t get to sleep until about 8:30 this morning.” At least I think that’s what happened…
“Whoa, okay then. That was about mid-morning. Okay then, well, you can have breakfast now then. What did you mean by have the wrong tea before you went to bed?” he asked, a weird look on his face.
“You know how I drink tea before I go to bed?” I started.
“Nope. I had no idea.” He said seriously.
“You haven’t noticed that? You’ve been here for three weeks and you haven’t noticed what people notice within the first two days?” seriously? I always have a cup of tea before I go to bed. Every. Single. Day. How could he not notice?
“Nope. I haven’t, but okay, if you do then you do.” He said gesturing for me to continue on with my story.
“Well, I usually have peppermint tea, because it’s my favourite and for some reason makes me really sleepy. So, while I was completely tired but weirdly unable to sleep, I couldn’t see properly. I must have grabbed the wrong tea and had that instead, I couldn’t really taste anything either so, I couldn’t tell then. I can tell now though.” I said. I finally put some bread in the toaster and had some toast with vegemite on it.
“I’ve always wanted to ask an Aussie this question.” Louis started.
“What question.” I said, taking a massive bite of my toast.
“How can you eat vegemite?” he asked. I almost spat my mouthful on him. I signalled to wait a second by putting up one of my fingers. No, I wasn’t being rude and putting that finger up, it was my pointing finger.
“How can you not?” I said emphasizing the ‘you’.
“Because it tastes disgusting.” He said simply.
“Because it tastes amazing.” I corrected him.
“It’s so bitter though.” He made a face at the thought of it.
“That’s what makes it amazing.” I told him.
“That’s what makes it disgusting.” He tried to correct me.
“Honey, having an argument with me will only result in you losing. You should know that by now, even though you didn’t know that I can’t go to sleep without tea, even you should know that.” I look at the calendar again for no particular reason. “Oh my god.” I say, astounded at the date.
“What’s wrong?” why does he always think that something’s up?
“Nothing’s wrong, apart from the fact that the Adelaide Show starts on Friday.” I looked at him. This was a big problem. I hadn’t planned anything with my friends yet, and we always go on the first weekend.
“And?” he didn’t know what this meant to me.
“And, I have some important things to do there.” I said, grabbing my phone.
“Like what?” he asked, “You haven’t even had breakfast yet.”
“Like you said, it’s one in the afternoon, too late for breakfast.” I dialled the number I needed into the phone.
“And like you said, ‘when I only just woke up I think it still counts as breakfast’.” I stared at him.
“You know, I really hate it when people quote me and use it against me. Never do that again.” I said, pointing my finger at him. “Now, I have some important things to organise so I can get extra money.” I left Louis in the kitchen dazed and confused.
***
“What’s going on my little lovelies?” I asked the boys after I got off the phone.
“Nothing much.” I got back from Niall.
“We’re kind of bored actually.” Liam said.
“Only boring people get bored.” I stated.
“Are you saying I’m boring?” Louis asked me.
“Yes, I am.” I answered, sitting next to him on the couch.
“Well then, I see how this is. I don’t want to sit next to you anymore.” Louis said getting up. “Instead I’ll sit on you.” He warned me a millisecond before he did so. I tried diving out of the way, but that only made it worse. I ended up lying on the couch with Louis toppled on top of me.
“Well that escalated quickly.” I heard Zayn say. I managed to get my hand up and give him the finger.
“Dude, get off of me.” I just managed to say.
“Why? You sit on me all the time.” he said.
“One, that’s sitting, not lying on you. Two, I weigh less than you do. Three, I’m the chick, you’re the dude, I’m supposed to sit on you.” I gasped more of some beautiful and blissful air.
“Codie, are you okay?” he asks, digging his elbow into my stomach to lean in and look at my face.
“EEEYYOOOYYYYCHIES!” I said, Louis just pushed all the air out of me and is ruining my intestines.
“I am so sorry Codie.” He said jumping off of me. My body instantly curled up in a ball, protecting itself from any further harm.
“Never, ever, do that again.” I said through my teeth. My breath was heavy, as I tried to get back the air I had lost.
“Why? You look perfectly fine.” He said sarcastically. He sat his arse on the couch next to me and started stroking my arm.
“Please stop that, it’s really creepy.” I told him. As soon as I got my breath back I sat up and slapped him square on the face.
“Really?!” he shouted at me.
“Yes, next time you should think about who you lay on.”

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