One Direction Imagines

liam- nutella

It was your friend’s birthday in a couple days, you decide to be creative and make her a special birthday cake.

You thought about it, she was kind of picky…

Grabbing your new cookbook, you flip through the pastry section, stopping at an particular cake.

Nutella Cake.

Perfect! it was practically your favorite flavor for everything and anything edible.

You gather all the ingridients, except for the main one that mattered most.

“Hmm where is it..I know it’s somewhere…”

You stand on your toes, reaching the highest shelf in the cupboard, no luck.

“Where did I put it?”

Wandering around the kitchen, you look in the fridge, the spice cupboard, pans and pot cupboard, even the damn freezer.

“I guess I’ll have to get some more…I swear I’d boughten some yesterday.”

You shrug, you probably just used it up without knowing it.

“Oh hey babe, what are you looking for?”

A familiar deep voice says, you turn facing Liam, your boyfriend.

…Holding the jar of nutella you’d been looking for.

“Oh! Baby thanks! Where’d you find it?”

You grab the jar from his right hand, kissing him on the lips before going back to prepare for the perfect cake.

“I was looking for the peanut butter and found this.”

He explains, running a hand through his dark brown hair.

“Who are you baking a cake for babe?”

He adds, moving behind you to wrap his strong arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder to watch what you were doing.

“Just a cake for a friend’s birthday.”

You explain, not really paying attention you were to busy counting the eggs you needed.

“Hmm sounds like fun, why do ya need nutella though?”

He presses his toned chest against your back, squeezing the arms around you.

You smile at how cute and adorable he was, always wanting to hold you or cuddle.

“why wouldn’t I use it? It’s nutella, I use it for everything.”

Liam raises his brows, nodding his head slightly.

“Hm I’ve never tried it.”

You turn, looking him in the eyes.

“Seriously?”

Liam lifts his hands in surrender, a grin on his face.

“I’m not kiddin’.”

Grabbing the jar, you twist the top, reaching for a near by spoo-

All the forks were in the dishwasher.

“What are you doing?”

Liam watches you take a finger full of the chocolatey substance, you stand in front of him.

“Open up, I can’t believe you’ve never tried it.” you joke, Liam opens his mouth, you bring your index finger to his opened lips.

He licks the thick, sweet substance off your finger, running his tongue over the entire length of your finger before sucking it clean.