Baker Girl <Louis Tomlinson>

TEN

Edited.

Harry

Louis had just rung m and told me that he'd asked Liliane to be his girlfriend but she'd said no, just so she could ask him to be his girlfriend.

Liliane's voice is extremely beautiful and we were eager to show it too Simon. He was absolutely blown away by her voice and I had to get Liliane to sign, but she wouldn't and she'd be a tough cookie to crack, but I'm sure we could do it.

I was happy for them, they were both really happy and i was glad Louis was happy. However, 8was having trouble myself in the relationship department, Taylor Swift troubles to be precise. That damn song of hers that was about me. 'I knew you were trouble.'

I should sing that too her, not her to me. She doesn't even have a right to sing it about me, I genuinly liked her too and she treated me like a piece of shit - I should have seen it coming as she does have that type of reputation.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and rang Liliane's number. I new she would know what to do, or atleasy maybe have some kind of advice for me.

"Hello?" Liliane's voice rang through the phone, happily.

"Heeey, It's Harrry" I mumbled, quietly.

"oh hey Harry. Whats up?" She sounded busy and a bit flustered,

"I need your advice. Are you busy? I'm sorry, it doesn't matter!" I spoke, possibly way to fast, not even sure if she caught what I'd said.

"Well slow down, Jesus. You'll give yourself whiplash or something. Yeah I'm busy cause I'm at the bakery. Stop by, I'll see you soon. She hung up the phone before I could even answer her. I pulled my coat over my shoulders and slipped my shoes on making my way to the bakery. I arrived and the shop was packed.

"Oh dear, you are busy!" I said as i walked through the back, Liliane looking all flustered, with flour covering her face and her hair falling out of her bun.

"Oh hey Harry." she stopped what she was doing, washing her hands and patting her forehead, wiping the flour off her cheek.

"Do you want some help?" I offered kindly and she cocked her eye brow up, in confusion.

"You bake?" She chuckled slightly, like it was the most outrageous thing ever.

"I did, before X factor." I shrugged my coat off my shoulders and stuck a spare apron on that she had hanging on the back of the door.

"So what did you want?" She said when she handed me the recipe. I read through the recipe, grabbing the ingredients before cracking on.

"It's about taylor." She looked at me as I creamed together the butter and sugar, quirking her eyebrow up as if to say 'and I'm meant to help how?'

"Womens trouble? and your coming too me?" She chuckled as she stopped what she was doing. "You barely know me, how am I meant to help?"

"I know you well enough to know that you're a girl and that you can help me." I cracked a smile, while cracking the eggs into a separate bowl and she chuckled at my response

"Whats the problem then big boy?" She said as she poked my dimples causing me to roll my eyes at her and chuckle.

"She won't leave me alone, we had this thing and the paps already think i'm a manwhore and now with her it's 10x worse! I don't know what to do, cause I'm not like that at all." I babbled on, waving my hands in the air trying to get my point across.

"hmm, alright flappy." she said smirking, then she started to laugh.

"What?" My eye brows furrowed as I took in her reaction. "What Liliane?"