Almost Love Is Nonsense - Sabrina Carpenter

Professional Bakers |11|

"Are you asking me to stay the night because of your stupid boyfriend?" Dylan asked.

"Maybe." Sabrina smiled. Her smile was soft and there was hope in the air. Dylan couldn't help it but she felt drawn in by her smile.

"I don't have any clothes."

"I do."

"You're five foot, I'm five nine."

"So?"

"So your clothes are tiny on me."

"I wear oversized clothes sometimes, I'm sure there's something for you in my closet."

Dylan hummed thinking even though it was an obvious yes. "I guess if you want me to stay so bad."

"You make me sound like a desperate ex just trying to hang out with you."

"Aw that would be so fun." The brunette smiled looking down at her lap where the singer rested her head.

"You being my ex?"

"No, you begging to hang out with me."

"You're not even funny."

"Shush." Dylan giggled placing her hand on Sabrina's face.

The producer's touch caught the singer off guard. Sabrina didn't know what to say or what to do. In a split second she felt heat rush to her cheeks, she was blushing. She was also praying Dylan didn't notice but she did.

Dylan smiled seeing her all flustered. The brunette started to feel that feeling in her stomach. Little butterflies flew all around just by seeing Sabrina red.

"Let's go bake something." The blonde said trying to distract Dylan.

"It's seven pm."

"Cookies?"

"Hm okay, I suppose." The older girl smiled.

"Goodwin." Sabrina directed her dog off of her then she sat up straight. She stood up then took Dylan's hand, dragging her up too.

They walked into the kitchen together then just stared at one another confused.

"I don't really know how to make them from scratch." Sabrina confessed.

"I don't know either." Dylan said letting a small laugh out. "Let's learn together." She suggested.

The blonde shrugged and walked into her pantry. "I've got mini m&ms." She said. She turned around and threw the bag at Dylan landing on her chest only for them to fall into her hands. Sabrina continued looking for other things.

Dylan rolled her eyes playfully placing the bag of mini chocolate on the counter.

"Flour, cornstarch, brown sugarrrr, um. Oh! I've got whatever this is, catch." The singer threw a bottle of vanilla extract at Dylan. She walked over and placed what she found on the marble counter top.

"Butter, egg, and I don't know."

"We're going to make a mess." The younger girl shook her head walking over to the fridge. She grabbed two eggs out along with butter. She brought it over to where the other ingredients were.

Dylan stood up straight as she was getting a bowl from the cabinets below. She also grabbed a wooden spoon, whisk and a tray. She preheated the oven then just stood still not sure what to do.