I'm Obsessed

29[Fake Girlfriend]

Harry's pov

I can't believe she's going along with this!

Alexis has gone the whole 9 yards she came over at 6 am this morning to start cooking she came over with the turkey already prepared but she said she's working on the mash potatoes, the macaroni, the green beans, the pie, and sweet potatoes here

Not just that though

Alexis also brought over framed pictures of us to put around my house to make it look like we're in a relationship

But to top this all off she's wearing the cutest fucking outfit a tight little black, grey, and red plaid skirt with thigh high black boots the top was form fitting as well she's got on an adorable white apron to cover her clothes it's incredibly endearing in all honesty

"How long until she's here?" Alexis asked as she heard me stepping back into the kitchen ,she sent me off to get dressed

"About 4 more hours" I answered admiring the somehow perfect bow she used to tie on her apron

"Are you picking her up from the airport or..?" She glanced back at me from the pot of potatoes she held against her mid section

"No she said she's scheduled a ride to get her"

Alexis nodded then put down the masher she picked up a big spoon and scooped up some potatoes she held the spoon out to me "have a taste tell me what you think" I raised an eyebrow stepping closer I took the small bite and hummed

"Mm good" I nodded "I like them"

She nodded and had herself a bite then pushed that pot to the back burner "Okay macaroni is ready that means the pie can go in which also means you're helping with the pie go wash your hands" she pointed to the sink I spun around on my heel and washed my hands

When I finished the macaroni was out and cooling Alexis took off the oven mitts and stepped behind me washing her hands when she finished she opened my fridge pulling out a baggy "I made this pie crust last night" she hummed as she pulled it out laying it on a plate to warm up to room temp again "so it's gunna be an apple pie I pre cut the apples you're gunna roll then in the sugar and cinnamon" she passed me the bowl of apples and the mixture to roll them in

"You didn't have to go all out like this" I yanked up my sleeves and grabbed 2 pieces of apple glancing at her as I rolled them

She giggled lightly "of course I did, your mother is coming from another country I've got to impress her" her dimples popped as she spoke

"Thank you but I mean... you put a lot into this way more than I expected" I really appreciated it but it's... it's a lot

She shrugged "it's a day before thanksgiving I was going to cook all this anyway and I was going to invite you to eat with us anyway, it's no different than what I would have done had your mom not been coming" she then paused "actually I'd be cooking at my house... that's the only difference while on that note sorry I took over your kitchen" she batted her lashes at me pouting

I laughed "I'm not worried about it" She started to toss in my coated apples into the crusted pie pan "you're an amazing cook you know... everything smells delectable"

She smiled widely "thank you my 3rd year making thanksgiving and I think I'm doing good" she bit her lip and put in the last few apple slices then took some of the mix to do a sprinkle over the apples she then laid the thin strips of crust over the pie in the classics weaved pattern

She stepped behind us sliding it into the oven then wiping her hands on her apron "alrighty uh..." she puffed out blowing her bangs some "what am I missing....?" She questioned looking over the bar of food