"Come on, you promised we would hang out tonight and celebrate the end of finals!" I told my best friend Eleanor.
"I know, but Louis is back and I wasn't expecting it and I'm so excited, you know I haven't seen Louis in months." She begged. Then she looked at me, her eyes big and bright. "How about we all hang out?" She suggested.
"I'm not sure that I would like it." She knew they liked to go out to pubs and have a bit too much to drink, and she knew I didn't drink, and I didn't really didn't like being around people who had been drinking.
"Come on, we'll just stay and watch some films and make food, or what ever." She suggested. She had been insisting I hang out with them for months now. She had been trying to hook me up with Harry since she asked me which of the guys I thought was the cutest. My initial answer was they were all equally attractive guys, but she said that was a rubbish answers because Liam, Louis and Zayn had girlfriends already so I picked Harry, his curls seemed seemed soft and fun to play with. And even then there were rumors going around Harry had been dating Taylor Swift. "PLeaseeee" She put her bottom lip out and pleaded for us to hang out with them.
"Fine. Just as long as you won't be a kissy face with Louis all night." I negotiated with her.
"YAY!" She jumped up and hugged me, a big bear hug, she completely consumed me with her arms squeezing me till I couldn't breath.
"Do I have to dress up or what ever?" I asked El.
"Umh," she thought. "Oh! You could wear one of your sweaters and leggings. You look so adorable in that and I know you are super comfy in it."
"Tanks!" I turned and walked into my room. I took off my sweats and went to my dresser to find a some leggings, I decided on some classic black ones. I put them on and went to my closet. There were about six sweaters all hung up in a row. I had about ten, but some were in the wash. I pulled out a light blue one. You could literally fit two of my in this sweater and I wasn't a thin girl. "When are the boys going to be here?" I yelled out to El who was in the kitchen, drinking tea. Like a sign from God, the boys all walked in. I quickly looked in the mirror to see if it looked as though I hadn't showered that day because I hadn't. It didn't, but my just past the shoulder length blondish, brown hair was in a messy bun in the back of my head. And by messy, I mean messy. I took out the elastic to quickly brush it and put it back up, in a more less messy, messy bun. Some of the hair around my face had fallen out, but it still looked all right.
"Hello sweet heart!" Louis walked into my room with open arms to hug me.
"How are you?" I asked Louis who was the only member of the band I knew enough about, through all of El's skypes and that sort of stuff. Louis was all right, Eleanor really liked him so must not be that bad.
"I'm so happy to be home." He released me, a smile covering half his face. He grabbed my hand to pull me out into the living room. The lads were sitting on the couch. Niall had brought his guitar and already had it out. Zayn and Harry sat on opposite ends of the couch with their phones out. And Liam had Danielle on his lap int he chair next to the couch. Eleanor had introduced me to Danielle pretty soon after her and Liam had gotten together. "Look who I found!" Louis pushed me out in front of him.
"Hellooo." I waved to everyone. Danielle jumped and engulfed me in a hug.
"Yay! I'm so happy you're here, I know we don't know each other that well, but I seriously missed you." She gushed. Zayn looked up his phone.
"You should feel special, she didn't even this excited when Liam got back."
"Zing!" Harry yelled at Liam.We all laughed. Niall had stopped strumming the guitar, we all turned out heads to him.
"What?" He obviously hadn't been paying attention. So his lack of knowledge made us all laugh louder. Eleanor walked into the room, her eyes shot to me, her head was cocked to the side as if to ask me why I seemed to be enjoying myself.Then I asked myself the same question. And I couldn't answer, I just was. "I'm hungry." the Irish Blondie stated after no one cared to explain to him what just happened.
"There's tons of food in the kitchen, Harry and Lexi just have to make it." Eleanor told the group.
"Since when did I have to cook?" I asked her half angry, but mostly joking.
"Since we all want to live to see another day." Liam told truthfully. Harry got up and grabbed my hand as we made it to the kitchen. His hand was huge and soft. It felt comfortable to have his hand in mine.
"What sounds good to you?" Harry asked me opening up the cupboard so see what was inside.
"I'm honestly not that hungry." After I said that Harry's stomach growled, it shook the whole flat. Okay so maybe it didn't literally shake the whole place, but it was loud.
"All right," He turned around to face me. "Let's make tacos!" The smile everyone was always talking about appeared on his face. It was a nice smile, his eyes glowed with enthusiasm making him seem real kind and friendly. I got the ingredients out of the fridge as Harry went through the cupboards looking for a pan.
"Third from the wall." I pointed to the sought after cupboard full pans. "Do you want beef tacos or chicken?" Harry walked to the stove and put the pan on the burner.
"Both." He put the pan on the already on burner and walked back to the cupboard and grabbed another pan. I turned on another burner, Harry placed the new pan on that burner.
We went to the counter to grab meat to put into the pans to start cooking. Harry reached over the food to grab some wooden spoons for us to stir the meat in the pans. I set my spoon down and turned around so I could lean on the counter and watch Harry. Even though we had only just started and there wasn't much to be doing, he was still clearly into it.
"How do you usually make the taco spice?" He asked giving both meats equal attention by stiring them at the same time.
"Uh." I had to think about it, El and I never made tacos ourselves. And I hadn't been home in a while. "I think we just used to buy those packet things." He turned and gave me a disproving look. "What?" I didn't think it was that big of a deal.
"Then you have never had proper tacos. And because you don't know what you're doing, you have to leave." He pointed out towards the rest of the group.
"Nope." I said a mater-of-factually. "You will teach me." His disproving look quickly turned back into his friendly smile. "What's first?"
"We need a small mixing bowl." I went to find the bowl he requested. Then he listed off ten different spices. When I asked him how much of each spice he said, "Just pour and I'll tell you when. Just make sure pour slowly." I slowly tipped the little chile powder container until Harry literally said "when." Then I added the others careful to pour slowly and stop when Harry said to. "Now you just have to add two thirds of a cup of water, stir and the mixture is ready!"
"Is the meat almost ready?" I asked him when it was all the way mixed and ready to be added.
"Almost I need to drain all the grease out first and then you can add the seasoning. Do you have like and old can or like glass jar?" He asked, my sudden confusion must have shown through to my face because he quickly added, "Because if we just pour it down the drain it wont all go down and it will get stuck and then you'll have a clog."
"Oh." I turned and looked into our recycling bin. "Here." I pulled out an old apple sauce jar to hand to him. He started to spoon the grease into the used jar. When the meat was done, he and double teamed the veggies and cheese.
"What your favorite thing to put on your tacos?" I asked him as he pulled out the avocado to cube, which were my favorite.
"I love a good guacamole, you?" He looked at me before taking the pit out of the green deliciousness.
"That is my favorite as well." As he finished that I put the shells in the oven to warm them. We put everything in nice neat piles.
Harry watched me as I finished shredding the cheese. I looked into his impossibly green eyes. He stepped closer to me. His smile grew and his dimples popped out of his face. Our faces were nearly touching, and then I yelled into the other room.
"Guys the foods about ready!" Niall came and was standing behind Harry holding a plate ready to have food put it on it. I quickly went to the stove to take out the freshly warm shells. Niall took four shells piling everything in each. Zayn came and did the same, minus tomatoes and he only had three. Louis had a plate of two, and so did Liam and Danielle. Eleanor came and made a small plate of nachos. As she waited for her cheese to melt she watch us.
"Whys your face so red Harry?" Which made his face redden more. He turned away from me making himself a couple tacos. When the kitchen emptied Harry handed me a plate.
"I'm not hungry, remember." I offered the plate back to Harry.
"Come on, you have to have at least one." He put a shell full of chicken and avocado on my plate. How did he know I would have had a chicken one and only put avocado on it? I asked myself as I grabbed waters from the fridge. I brought them out to the living room. I turned to go back to the kitchen to grab my plate, but Harry was already standing there holding out my plate to me.
"Thank you." I said grabbing the plate and sitting on floor at Eleanor and Niall's feet.
"These are great Lexi!" Niall said, his mouth full.
"Yes these are really fantastic." Liam complimented.
"Hey I helped!" Harry said in that way he that he says things.
"No way, this is way better then anything you've ever made." Zayn told the group.
"And we've never had Lexi's cooking before so, like-"
"It was Harry's recipe." I confessed, trying to stand up for Harry.
"Well great job, both of you." Dani said and then she locked eyes with me to wink, as she too had been trying to hook me up with Harry. Niall then got back up to get more food.
"What film are we going to watch then?" Zayn asked as he stood up from the chair he was sitting in. Niall came back, half of his fifth taco already gone. He didn't even have enough time to sit down before he finished. Niall, with his mouth still full of food, went around the room grabbing peoples plates to take care of them. I stood up and went with him. When I walked into the kitchen Zayn said something quietly to Niall before both walked back into the living room.
"I'll help." Harry said walking over to the counter to help me put away the food.
"You don't have to. It's fine."
"Now what kind of guest would I be if I didn't help clean up?" His deep, sexy, raspy voice hadn't been that noticeable till now. I grabbed on to the side of the counter to keep myself on my feet as my knees were literally weakened by his accent. Harry continued to work.
"Well thank you." After he put the left over meat in the fridge I put the pans in the sink to wash. When Harry had the food put away he stood next to me with a towel in his hands.
"Great you wash and I'll dry." He waited for me to finish washing the pan.
"Hurry up!" Liam yelled from the other room.
"Yeah! We want to watch the movie!" Eleanor added.
"You guys go ahead, Lexi and I are just going to finish cleaning in here, we'll be out when we're done." Harry replied. I handed him the wet pan, he dried it and put it away as I started washing the other pan. We tag teamed the rest of the plates and utensils, in no time we were done. The curly haired, green eyed man turned to me. "That sweater really brings out the blue in your eyes." His face grew slightly red before he turned away from me and walked away. I followed him into the living room. I was glad the lights were off because I could feel the heat from my face, which had turned red from the compliment I had just received.

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