When Separate Worlds Collide // H.S au

Chapter 18

A/N: This chapter made me hungry no lies

"Wake up." I felt someone nudge my shoulder.

I groaned and awoken out of my sleep on the uncomfortable bench.

"How long were you in there?" I squinted and stretched my back feeling it ache.

"About an hour or so. It was so boring." He helped me pack away my books that seemed to have fallen while I was lying down.

"You wouldn't of had detention if you just acted mature for once in your life." I sassed.

"Whatever you prude." He teased.

"We should go get that cake now." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh yeah my mum will be home at around 6, I believe your mum will be home before that?" He looked at me for confirmation.

"Yeah." I said while we walked out of the school.

"Ah shit I left my wallet at home." He cursed while searching his empty pockets.

"Wait I think I have- never mind." I had remembered that I was literally broke.

"We could always bake a cake from the heart. Anne would have probably wanted it baked anyway." I suggested and tried to persuade him that we should totally bake a cake.

"You're right." He still had an uneasy expression on his face.

"What?" I gave him my attention.

"I burn like almost everything when using the stove or oven." Seriousness was written all over his face.

"Yeah I know." I snorted.

"But don't worry you have me and I'm pretty good at baking things."

I honestly wasn't but we needed a cake for Anne. You gotta do what you gotta do.

"Okay I'm pretty sure we have batter and everything."

"Mkay lets go."

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"Harry what the fuck did you do?" I stared at the empty salt shakers on the floor.

"I recall you saying 1 1/2 cups of salt." He tugged on his hair.

"No you dumbo were you even listening. I said one teaspoon of salt and 1 1/2 cups of sugar." I face palmed.

"I told you I'm terrible at baking." He shrugged.

I sighed.

"Let's just start over." I threw out the batter we were baking and took out a box that had the chocolate cake mix inside.

"I give up I rather play call of duty or something."

"You are staying put right here." I legit went to close the kitchen door.

"If you wanted me why didn't you just say so." He winked at me.

"Listen you read the instruction and I'll put in the ingredients. You aren't leaving until we finish this cake." I compromised determined to make a cake worthy of eating.

"Harry quit licking the chocolate." I slapped the side of his head.

While I wasn't paying attention I saw him grab unto the bag of flour ready to throw it at me.

"Harry put the flour down. I don't feel like having flour thrown at me, and quite frankly I don't feel like cleaning it up so for the both of us I advise that you put it down." I gave him the best death stare that I could muster up.