The Homemade Dinner

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Harry's POV:


I'm kind of nervous about the dinner I have with Niall tonight. I'm gonna help him cook since he says he can't. I like hanging out with him so it should be fine but I have this like a weird feeling.

I hope he doesn't think it's a date and I also hope he doesn't think I'm annoying or anything since I practically invited myself to his house.

Everything went by normally today: Niall brought me coffee, I had several boring meetings, I held hands with Niall, Niall and I had lunch at this small and cosy restaurant, we went back to work and I had some paperwork to do and a contract to sign while Niall sent out emails and filed the papers I had filled in.

Nothing was awkward, he was treating today like any other day. I drove home and took a long bath. I still had 3 hours until I had to be at Niall's place. I was out of the bath at 5 and I blow dried my hair. 

I know what you're all thinking. Harry Styles is such a girl. I don't usually dry my hair but since it was really cold and rainy today the chances of my hair drying quickly were very low. It took me another 30 minutes just to get my hair done.

I was a bit hungry since it was 5:30 so I had a banana and a yoghurt. After that, I opened my wardrobe looking for something to wear. I didn't know what to wear. I wasn't gonna wear a suit when I knew I had to cook later so I crossed that off the list. I went with skinny black jeans and a Calvin Klein black hoody. 

I wore my favourite pair of Chelsea boots and a brown coat. I headed out at 6:30. I was there just on time. I knocked on the door and I was met by a very welcoming Niall.

The house was very warm since he had lit the fireplace. I've already been to his house once and I really liked it. It is a bit plain without pictures or paintings but I guess he doesn't have anyone to frame pictures of.

I felt a bit sorry for him. He's really amazing and he deserves someone to love him and treat him well. Maybe I could set him up with someone someday.

"Ok so, what do you wanna make?" He asks opening the fridge. It was full of ingredients.

"How does pizza sound to you?" I ask him. I really feel like pizza.

"It sounds perfect" He replies," Ok what kind of ingredients do you need?"

I google the recipe and take out the ingredients out of the fridge:

2 packets (1/4 ounce each) active dry yeast

2 tablespoons sugar

1/4 cup extra-virgin olive oil, plus more for bowl and brushing

2 teaspoons kosher salt

We start making the dough and it got very messy. After the dough was done we did the toppings on both pizzas and we put them in the oven. 

There was still flour on the cooking surface and before I realized, I had flour all over my hair and face. Niall was laughing his ass off and I was trying to be mad at him but I ended up laughing too.

We ended up having a flour fight. By the end of it, we were both white and so was the whole kitchen.

"Oh god! I'm so sorry Niall" I say apologizing for the mess I made

"I'm not. I'll just clean up later" He smirks and we continue fighting.

We were both panting on the floor when we couldn't laugh and fight anymore.

"You should probably wash" He says after he catches his breath

"Yeah, I should but I don't have any clean clothes"

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