You know I'll win." "And what makes you say that, Nialler?" I questioned. "I may be a girl, but I could easily take you." He raised his eyebrows. "Is that a challenge?" I stepped closer to him, poking his chest. "Maybe." Louis rolled his eyes as he carried the steaming pot over to the table and set it in the middle. "Niall, we all know she'd kick your sorry arse, now sit down before you hurt yourself." I laughed as the tips of Niall's ears turned red and he shook his head in disbelief, sliding into one of the chairs. Liam stepped forward and pulled out one of the chairs, offering me a small smile and motioning for me to sit down. I returned the smile and sat down as he slid into the chair beside me. "So, I hope you don't mind," Louis began, picking up my plate and stirring the contents of the pot. "We didn't have much to work with so this may not be anything like we would've liked, but I'd like to think we did a pretty good job." He smiled cheekily and scooped out a few spoonfuls of pasta onto the plate. I eyed it, unable to place what it was. Liam must have noticed my confusion because he spoke up, "It's penne with chicken, asparagus, and Alfredo sauce." My eyes widened and I nodded. Louis slapped at Niall's hands as he attempted to steal the spoon out of Louis's hands and turned to