A/N: Last update for a while. Hopefully, I’ll still be able to update again when school begins this Tuesday, but it’s going to be hectic as hell. Enjoy!
P.S: I love it when you guys spam comment. :)
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[Holmes Chapel, Cheshire, Styles’ Old Home || November 14, 2014, 4:43 pm, ‘Ol Baker Boy’]
(Moments after LOUIS called, HARRY quickly gets up, and goes to the kitchen. His mum arrives, and sees her son preparing ingredients on the table.)
ANNE: (smiles) “Hey.”
HARRY: (looks up at her, smiles back) “Hi, mum. You’re home early.”
ANNE: “Yes, of course. Don’t want to spend too much time without my son.”
HARRY: (shakes his head, laughs softly) “Who taught you to be that dramatic?”
ANNE: “Actually, it’s you. I missed you, Harry.”
HARRY: “We’ve been together for two days already. I’m just right here.”
ANNE: “I know. You have no idea how happy we are to be with you, even just for two days.”
HARRY: (wears his mitts) “Same here. Glad that we’re finally given a break. Feels like it’s been a year.”
ANNE: “I think it has been. We only see you on TV, on the news.”
HARRY: “Yeah. Let’s enjoy while it lasts. I’m still here until the sixteenth.”
ANNE: “Feels like you just arrived minutes ago and now, you’re leaving again.”
HARRY: “It’s how it works now, I guess. Have to sacrifice for you, mum.”
ANNE: “Harry, you’ve done so much for me. You have to take a break once in a while, just like now.”
HARRY: “I’m okay. Don’t worry. Besides, I’m having fun.” (raises his hands with mitts)
ANNE: (laughs) “You look adorable. I miss you working in the kitchen.”
HARRY: (pours milk to bowl) “Yeah, and I always pretend that I don’t know how to cook or to bake.”
ANNE: (watches HARRY) “Well, you’re good at pretending. You got your skills from me.”
HARRY: “From only the best.”
(HARRY continues to work, prepares and mixes ingredients altogether)
ANNE: “Sure you got everything right?”
HARRY: (wipes his sweat with a towel) “I think so. Missed doing this and I’m kinda pumped to make the best for today.”
ANNE: “What do you have there, sweetheart?”
HARRY: (proud) “Got my Mandeville cupcakes … with a twist.”
ANNE: “An old recipe?”
HARRY: “Yeah, the ones we used to make, but they decided not to sell ‘em. So, it’s pretty rare that we could taste these.”
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carpe diem. • l. stylinson (BoyxBoy)
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