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Kitchen Battles

Michael and Ashton are written by Emily (@5sosxxonedirectionxx )

Ashton:

"No Ashton, you are not cooking again," you pleaded with Ashton who had cooked for the past few nights.

"Please (Y/N)? I know you love it when I cook," He did the puppy dog eyes trying to break you. It wasn't going to work this time, you were fed up with burnt or raw meat.

"I understand that you like cooking, but spent a little while working in KFC and suddenly think you are Gordan Ramsey. So no not tonight." you replied firmly.

"(Y/N), I'm so sorry I thought you loved my cooking that's why I kept doing it because I thought it was romantic. To be honest I'm kinda glad you said, I hate my cooking." he said as his eyes lit up. You knew that this was the reason that you fell for this man.

Michael:

It had been a long day at work and you were ready to walk into the kitchen make a cuppa, chuck something in the microwave and head to bed with a book.

You opened your flat door to be greeted by chopping boards being stabbed by knives, fire alarms going off and vegetables being flung everywhere. This meant one thing and one thing only, Michael was cooking.

"Michael?" you shouted over the alarm and through all the smoke. No answer. "Michael" you called out again with a hint of worry in your voice.

"In the kitchen," coughed out a voice coming from the back of the flat.

You cautiously crept over to the kitchen area scared you would find Michael half burnt to death. You see Michael wheezing over a chopping board with knife pointed up. Michael was not the best in the kitchen. When it went wrong he got very angry and started to throw things, you didn't want to be skewered on the end of this knife.

You approached him slowly not wanting to be attacked . "What's going on Mikey?" you questioned.

"Nothing." he lied, he always made it easy to tell if he was lying, it also didn't help that there was a mess all around your flat.

"Don't give me that. Tell me the truth,"

"Fine. I just wanted to be ale to cook something for you without messing it up. How could I mess this up, it's pizza which according to every website is the easiest thing to cook." he screamed waving the knife around.

"shhh, Michael its okay, I'll chuck us a pizza in from the freezer" you tried to reassure him.

"It's not the same. I knew you would have had a long at work and I wanted to have everything sorted out for you before you came home."

"Michael, no offense but I would rather have a frozen pizza if I have had a a hard day at work because of the amount of unhealthyness which I so longingly crave after the long day."

"Fine. I'm sorry about waving the knife around," he apologises.

"You didn't hurt ma and I know you never would." you smiled still trying to stop you little kitten from crying.

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