Imagine: Niall James Horan

You were in the Kitchen for the Hundreth time. NIALL, wanted cake. You were exausted, but his Puppy Eyes are like a deadly weapon; YOU CAN'T RESIST THEM!!
As your eyes make the cake, flour hits your face!
"NIALL!!", you scream,"You come back here!"
Unexpecredly, You dumped the whole batter on his face.
"Well played..."Niall starts, looking calm "not unless if you forget the ICING!!."
He squeezes all of the icing on your hair. So much for getting your hair fixed.
After minutes of the Great Cake War, the kitchen was covered in gloop and flour.
But where are you and Niall? Cleaning? Naw...
You both were lying on the floor, making Flour angels.
"Hey Niall? Are you enjoying the cake?", You ask.
"OH yeah, i'm ENJOYING the cake...soo much.." he says.
Ummm, are you gonna clean? Any day?