5SOS Preferences and Requests

Luke Did What?!?!

So I've gotten requests for what happened with the oven....

His  P.O.V

Today was Y/N's birthday! I'm going to try to attempt to make her a cake...I think. I pulled out my phone and found Google and typed in 'Cake recipe'. I clicked on the first link and read the list of ingredients. I rummaged through the cupboards to find everything I needed. The only thing I couldn't find was baking powder. So I grabbed the baking soda instead! What's the difference? The mix was starting to be gooey and sticky. Is that supposed to happen? Crap. Eggs. I wiped my hands on a towel and opened the fridge and pulled out the carton of eggs. "3 eggs. Huh. Weird. But Ok then." I grabbed a skillet and placed it on the burner and turned it on high. I took out 3 eggs and cracked them and poured them into the pan. Scrambled eggs coming up! I had no idea they were in cake! After I made the fluffy eggs, I mixed them in with the flour, sugar, baking soda, salt, and water. Nice. It smelled kind of weird. When I poured the mix into a cake pan, most of it ended up on the floor. The recipe said 25 minutes at 400 ℉.... numbers. I got this. I turned the oven on and waited for it to preheat. When it finally dinged, I threw the pan in and set a timer. This would be a good time to call Calum. It ringed. And ringed.

"Luke?  What's  wrong?"  He answered.

"Nothing. Just wanted to talk to you while I wait for a cake."

"She's  a  real  slice!"  He joked and laughed. I rolled my eyes.

"No. Ok do you think Y/N will like the books I got her?" I asked gnawing on my lip ring.

"Dude.  She's  going  to  love  anything  you  give  her.  She's  not  a  Kardashian."

I laughed at his attempt to make me feel less nervous. I don't know how long I ended up talking with Calum before I smelled smoke. "Uh huh. Yeah I'm just going to check something real quick." I said walking back to the kitchen. Black smoke was coming from the oven. I grabbed an oven mitt and opened it, ashes and fire jumped at me. "Shit!!!! Cal I'll have to call you later!!!!" I threw my phone across the room and started blowing on the fire. That made it worse. I pulled out the pan and the whole cake was in flames. "If I wanted to make hot tamales, I would've damn it!!! You're a cake! You had one job!!!" I screamed at the burnt cake. It's response was to jump on me. Now my shirt is on fire...STOP DROP AND ROLL!!!!! I rolled the cake pan and fell on the floor in attempt to put out the fire. Apparently the cake didn't feel like it. It lit the curtains by the back door. I lifted myself off the floor and ran to beat the curtains. The fire was growing and the cake still looked like the mouth of hell. "Water! I should get water!" I found a bucket under the sink and started filling it with water. Cue Jeopardy theme song. When it was full, I ran back to the curtains and threw the water at them. Then I slipped on the water and fell to the ground. "Mother fu-" The curtain rod fell and whacked me in the head. "cker." The smoke detectors started going off and eventually the sprinklers went off. I sat on the floor all soggy and wet. My cake was dead, the curtains were burned. The oven exploded. I tried gluing the handle back on. It fell on my foot. The sprinklers were still soaking everything with water. I heard the keys in the lock and I swore. Within seconds, Y/N was standing in the doorway looking at me in horror. "What did you do?!" She yelled. I picked up the beyond burnt cake and walked over to her. "Happy birthday Y/N! I made you a lava cake." She snorted and shook her head. "You know you're in big trouble right?" She asked. I nodded and pushed the hair out of my face. "But first, let's go eat. I'm starving. Then we can discuss your attempts to light yourself and the house on fire."

(Luke  Luke  Luke.  Can't  let  you  do  anything.  Enough  with  the  fire!!!!  What's  the  moral  of  the  story  kids?  NEVER  LET  LUKE  HEMMINGS  TOUCH  STUFF!  That's  right  kids!  Good  job!)

"My  god  Lucas.  How?  All  you  had  to  do  was  put  it  in  the  oven  and  take  it  out!!!!"  -Ashton

"I'm  ashamed."  -Luke

"Oooooh.  So  that's  why  you  hung  up  on  me.  I  get  it  now."  -Calum

"I  can't  even....Oi.  Luke......just...... stop  touching  things."  -Michael  'containing  my  comments'  Clifford