Chapter 6

After last night's events, we were all tired and didn't wake till late. Martha still woke up first and ran into the living room to wake me and Louis up. Her high pitched squeals seemed even more piercing after a rough night, but Louis was somehow still upbeat and ready, despite waking only seconds earlier.

"Hey Martha. Sleep ok?" the way he spoke to her made my heart melt.

She nodded, suddenly shy again. "Come on. We'll make Louis some breakfast" I said, barely even awake.

"I can do that" Louis protested.

"It's fine babe, you did enough last night. Thanks so much for that" I said, remembering just how sweet he had actually been

"It's fine, honestly. Even I get nightmares sometimes" he said and winked at Martha, who was standing behind me. She giggled and grabbed my hand, leading me into the kitchen. I glanced back to see Louis rubbing his eyes, his hair all over the place and managing to look even more adorable.

I switched on the kettle and put two pieces of bread in the toaster. Martha, deciding that Louis was her new best friend, took it upon herself to make him her own special breakfast, consisting of a few rice krispies with a lot of milk, to be eaten with a knife and fork. I stayed in the kitchen while she carried it out, silently praying she wouldn't drop it as she hadn't allowed me to take it to him. I could here them chatting while I was making tea, and after a few minutes they walked back in, hand in hand, with an empty bowl. He had eaten them all.

"You didn't have to do that. They looked disgusting."

"They were fine. The knife and fork took a bit of working out, but she looked so pleased with herself I couldn't disappoint." He said

As if on cue the toast popped, and I handed him the tea. We all sat round the table eating and chatting, listening to Martha's pointless stories and Louis' rude noises that made her burst out laughing.

Louis left, expressing a dying need for a shower. He also said that Harry couldn't go this long without him, which made me laugh. As he bent down to say goodbye to Martha, she gave him huge hug, practically strangling him. He promised to come back soon to finish off their 'drawing', and make breakfast again. We stood waving at the door, and then began the battle of getting her dressed.

Avoiding any major casualties this time, Martha was washed and clothed and downstairs playing, so I rang Holly.

"Hi! So, how was your date with Louis?"

"It didn't happen."

"What!"

"Mum made me babysit, but he came over and helped me. Oh my god he's so sweet with her, and she woke up in the middle of the night-don't ask- and he got up and soothed her. I found him sitting on her bed with her fast asleep on his chest."

"That is so cute! Or creepy. No, so cute! And he didn't talk to her like she was an idiot, because that really pisses me off."

"No, they had their own little conversations and she made him the most revolting breakfast but he ate it all! How sweet is that?"

"Very. Listen, we need to all get together soon. Will you text Louis, and I'll ask the rest of the boys."

"Yeah sure. I'll text you later. Bye"

"Bye"