Chapter Eleven

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Harry Styles

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Harry Styles

"Ok, we're making brownies from scratch" I tell the the boys.

          "Can we make any type of brownies?" Louis asks.

          "Yes, just make it from scratch, it could be dark chocolate, caramel, m&m's.. etc" I tell him and he nod his head.

          "What do we do?" Louis asks from behind me. I turn around and look at him.

          "We're going to make some of my homemade fudge brownies" I tell him. "So could you and Zayn grab me a small carton of eggs, measure a cup of water, powdered sugar, unsweetened coco powder, vanilla extract, oil, and some measuring cups along with some spoons" I tell them.

          They walk off as I go ahead and grab some bowls and a glass pan that I will put the brownies in. I wait for the boys to come back with the ingredients and measuring cups and spoons.

After Liam followed Niall out of the cafeteria, I went to meet up with Eleanor. The boys followed me and left the other two by themselves and we all will meet up later.

Eleanor wanted my help with making some sweets for the game tonight. She was going to have a table full of food for the students and families that were going to attend. That meant a lot of food was going to be made.

          "We didn't know if you needed actual spoons or the measuring spoons so we just got both" Louis says.

          "I needed both" I tell him.

          I measure all of the ingredients and put them in separate bowls because it will make everything easier. All the bowls were color coordinated which was making everything easier for me.

          "Zayn, could you pour in all the dry ingredients in this bowl" I hand him a white medium bowl. "And Louis could you pour in all the wet ingredients in this bowl" I hand him a blue medium bowl.

          They get to work on pouring those in and I made sure that Louis adds in two eggs and no more than that.

          "Now, just whisk" I hand Louis a whisk. Louis takes it from my hands and I go to get the glass pan ready by using-"what?" I ask Louis who was doing nothing.

          He looks over at me and gives me an uncertain glance. "How do you whisk?"

          "You don't know how to whisk?" He shakes his head.

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