"I made pancakes," Louis sings, as you groggily make your way into the kitchen. "Ugh, why are you so awake and cheery in the morning, are you on drugs?" you tease, plopping down at the kitchen table with a yawn. "Your love, your love, your love is my drug," he sings, quoting a Ke$ha song. He sets a pretty looking plate in front of you, a small stack of chocolate chip pancakes with powdered sugar and a swirl of whipped cream. "Jeez, Lou! I guess being on tour with Harry so long, his cooking skills have rubbed off on you," you tease, hungrily eying the dish. He lets out a laugh, then grabs a less-beautifully decorated plate, setting in front of himself. You cut into the pancakes, taking a delicious bite. "Lou, you should make me breakfast every morning, these taste like heaven," you sigh, clearly impressed. "Well, you can thank the wonderful magic of pancake mix a la Betty Crocker," he laughs, taking a sip of tea. You go to cut into the pancakes again to take another bite, but your knife hits something metal. "Whoa! What is in here? You trying to kill me?" you ask, digging through the once-pretty breakfast with your fork to investigate. "Aw, I was just trying to be romantic...Niall suggested it," Louis frowns. "I shouldn't have listened to him when he told me to hide the bracelet in food. What a dumb idea..." You laugh as you lift up a sugar and chocolate covered silver charm bracelet from the plate, twirling it around. It was gorgeous! "Aw, Lou, maybe it wasn't the smartest and safest idea, but this bracelet is stunning," you smile, wiping it off on a napkin. "Really? You like it?" he asks hopefully. "Of course I do! It's amazing, but why?" you inquire, turning it over in your hands. "Just a thank you for putting up with me all the time," he teases, leaning over and giving you a kiss.

"Ahh! Where is that ringing coming from?" you exclaim, dropping your fork on your plate. Zayn shoots you a confused look, his hazel eyes filled with mischief. "I don't know," he shrugs, taking a bite of chicken. The ringing stops and you two go back to conversation, laughing as Zayn retells the story of how a fan was convinced he had a blueberry tattoo on his ass. "I don't know where she got that rumor from!" he chuckles, shaking his head. "Said some blog or something wrote a story about it...definitely craziest rumor about me so far!" You laugh but then let out a groan as the familiar ringing resumes. "I'm going to punch whoever's phone that is!" you moan, looking around the restaurant. "No! I don't want you to punch yourself," he laughs, pointing towards your purse. "What? My phone broke last week, I still need to get a new one..." you mumble, raising an eyebrow. You unzip your purse and sure enough, there's a shiny new iPhone in a bedazzled Union Jack case. "Zayn!" you laugh, extracting the phone and waving it. "You didn't have to buy me a phone!" He smiles at the way your eyes are lit up in excitement. "Well, without a phone I wouldn't be able to talk to you as much, so I figure I'd replace your old one with an upgraded version," he says simply. "Louis picked out the case." You laugh and shake your head at the gaudy bedazzled cover, of course Louis picked it out! But, the case is actually super cute. "Aw, thank you so much, I love it," you tell him honestly, deciding to change the ringtone ASAP.

Ever since you'd woken up this morning, Liam had been extra cheerful. Usually he was an upbeat kind of guy, but he's had a 'kid on Christmas morning' way about him, and it was kind of suspicious. "Li, you're so cheerful today," you laugh, watching him hum a happy tune while he buttons up his shirt. "Well, I've got all the reason in the world to be cheerful," he chirps, smiling. "I've got a day off to spend with my beautiful girlfriend." You smile and give him a quick kiss, leaning back on the couch. "Hey, do you want to watch a movie?" he asks, ruffling his hair. "Sure, which one?" you reply, heading over to the two of you's huge collection of DVDs. "I'm thinking something classic," he smiles. "Hm, okay," you run your finger along the edges of the movie cases, looking for a good one. "The Breakfast Club?" He shakes his head and jumps up from the couch, standing behind you. "How about your favorite Disney movie, maybe?" You nod, reaching over to the Cinderella DVD case instinctively. His eyes are focused on you, a smile across his face as he watches you pull the case from the shelf. "Why are you watching me like that?" you ask curiously, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, just open the case!" he exclaims. You oblige and gasp, seeing two Disney Land season passes sitting inside. "See? Now we can go together whenever we want and stuff," he grins, clearly just as excited as you. "Aw! This is perfect! Can we go tomorrow?" you squeal, wrapping him in a hug. "I've got to record tomorrow," he says sadly, giving you a quick kiss. "But, Thursday for sure. Thursday."