Craig x Reader - The Love Game...

...She's mine...

Hey all you wonderful readers!

Another day another chapter! I hope that you are all enjoying the series and are continuing to read it. Thanks for reading everything so far also and please don't forget to comment! Thanks you guys!

Angel, over and out! 

                  

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Reader's P.O.V 

" Pizza?! We're going to be making pizza?!" I cried, whimpering slightly before I slammed my face upon my table hoping that everything that is happening is just a simple nightmare and that I'll wake up in my comfortable, warm bed with my (f/c, f/pattern) pajamas on, if I bashed my face in enough. Unfortunately, my wishes were put down due to me not waking up in my bed after several attempts of knocking myself out, but stilling living the nightmare, I was placed in. 

" Don't do that, you'll hurt your face." I heard a deep, smooth voice ring through my ears. Looking up to the side of where the voice originated from, I found Craig staring at me with his arms folded upon the work top and his hat still on, wearing a simple plastic blue apron. We were both in Food Technology right now and I am horrible at cooking! I somehow managed to burn a perfectly prepared pie - brought from the closest food store around my area - through heating it up in the microwave! How could that even possibly happen?! That's how bad I am, I even had to call Craig over to help me make something, he was really very well skilled at it too; he says it's because he's forced to prepare, sometimes cook, meals by his parents whilst helping out at Tweek bros cafe. 

" I'm sorry Craig, it's just that I can't-" 

"-cook, I know I'll help you. This is a double lesson anyway so even if you make a mistake you'll still have about enough time to set it right again." he stated calmly whereas I am panicking inside! My stomach keeps clenching and un-clenching at the thought of accidentally killing someone trying to make pizza! This is so not my day...

" Alright class, I will leave you to your cooking and before you ask, yes, you can cook in partners but not teams! Whoever finishes, will you please come to your desks and wait for your pizza to cook, make sure you have set your timer as well. Got it?...Good, now start cooking!" At that I nervously turned my head to Craig, silently asking for his assistance with my pleading eyes, I watched him sigh heavily after we had a little staring contest and give me a look that rang with approval. Squealing happily, I jumped into his arms and pulled away instantly to clap my hands. Smiling brightly I picked up a sheet that listed the ingredients needed for the task and started to read them out as Craig collected them, after that he read out the equipment that was also need as I collected them, he patiently waited for each one to be brought to our detoxed work surface before he read the next as I didn't have an absolute clue of where they were suited; he is such a gentleman. 

After gathering our needed essentials, we started to finely cut the pepperoni, mushrooms, peppers, pineapple, sausages, ham and chicken as well as grating the cheese which I did pretty well in but as we came closer to preparing the dough, my previous rush of nervousness gradually started to flood my emotions again. Pushing the toppings to the side, Craig brought up a mixing bowl and the ingredients needed for the dough which were already carefully measured. As I stood before the work top, I felt a big hand push me gently yet firmly towards the prepared bowl and ingredients. 

" C-Craig, I-I do-don't th-think-" I began as I stared at the station before me in horror, my heart not racing at the fact that Craig was pressed up against my back and was leaning into my ear but because of the fact that I couldn't bring myself to touch anything with my shaking hands.