✤ Harry Styles Imagines ✤

Deeper in your love

Deeper in you love

"No no no! Not the starch, (Y/N)!" he says before I even got to put the starch in the batter. 

Baking was obviously not my division (A/N: lol Greg Lestrade hahahahah). And, Harry, having to work in a bakery in his young years has given him enough experience to do this thing. But I don't know why he got to make me bake something. For the record, I had absolutely NO clue on what I was baking. 

I put the spoon down, frustrated about all of this. My hands were covered with flour and cinnamon. I blew a stray strand of my hair upwards and pouted while looking at the batter I made and to the batter that Harry made. Mine looked like it was made by a 3 year old. Heck, maybe that 3 year old can do this better than I did. 

"I hate this. It's blob, look!" I exclaimed while I held a spoon with my batter on it. 

"(Y/N), mistakes are okay. It can actually help you get better." Harry said. 

"Then, help me."

"You sure you want help? You were pretty confident just a few moments ago and wanted to do this yourself."

"Maybe I did. But now, I really need help."

That cake was for my friend's wedding. Alanna wanted a 3 layer cake, but all we had so far was 1 layer. And there was no way that I'm going to use my batter and ruin Alanna's big day. I'm pretty sure she'd want a good looking cake rather than a pile of blob. 

"Okay then...c'mere..." he says and pulled out a new bowl. 

So he helped me. He taught me some stuff and techniques on how to bake this cake. And he warned me about using way too many cinnamon on cakes. I finally got the hang of it and finished the last layer myself. And along the way, he "accidentally" splatters some batter on my nose. 

"Woops..." he shrugged and grinned at me. 

"Ahahahahahaha Harry. Very funny." I laughed sarcastically at him. 

"Here, let me get that for you." He says and kisses my nose quickly. 

A few other 'accidents' happened there like me blowing some flour at him, him getting some icing on my face again, making us laugh and giggle all day long. He carried me and twirled me around, making me laugh loudly and hysterically. 

We ended up making a mess of our kitchen. Our kitchen that cost us tons of money looked like a dump. And it was going to take me forever to get this mess out of the way. When it was all done and over with, we took a step back and marveled at our final masterpiece. 

"Look at that. LOOK at that!" I giggled in amusement. 

"It looks beautiful!" Harry replies, snaking his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder. 

I took a long while to look at what we both made. It was a masterpiece. And to think, I thought that I might never get the hang of it. I gave Harry a soft kiss on his cheeks as a way of saying 'thank you for helping me'. He smiles warmly and returns the kiss. I was sure that Alanna would love what we made for her. 

"This is definitely going to her wedding. It's going to be stunning!"

After a brief moment of silence, he suddenly spoke. 

"What if WE get married..."

"W-what?" I questioned him surprisingly. 

"I don't know. It's just that, we've been together for 5 years, (Y/N). And, it's you that I want to spend my eternity with." he adds with a serious but yearning tone.