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Welcome back to season 11 of Master Chef UK
This is the ticket to the finale week, one of you will get a direct entry to the finale
Here are our top 7 contestants- Eleanor Shellstop, Rory Gilmore, Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Monica Geller, Jess Mariano and Antoni Powoski
*Harry’s POV*
So, okay I am here this close to the finale.
Don’t fuck up Harry, don’t fuck up Harry, don’t fuck up Harry I say in my head.
I won the last challenge, so I’m supposed to have an advantage of some sort let’s hope it’s something actually useful
“contestants, we have some special guests coming here to join us today” they start announcing names- the first one is Rosa Diaz okay so um breathe Harry, breathe this is not the time to go into bi panic mode “imagine being so bi that you’re attracted to mean looking, masculine women and basically twinks, feminine guys, but you don’t have to imagine do you” I think to myself.
They continue announcing names the rest of them are- Liam Payne, Tom Holland, Taylor Swift, Kendall Jenner, Joshua Basset “cute” I think and wAit –
Is that-
“Louis Tomlinson, head chef Norenj, Doncaster” they announce.
AND OH. MY. GOD.
“HARRY STOP STARING AT HIM” Chef Gabriella laughs.
So, well I maybe have a little crush on the dude I mean he’s soooooo-
Plus, he has a Michelin star at the age of 28, straight out of a wet dream actually.
I don’t know if he’s into guys though, I did do a lot of research about it and all he has said about the topic was being “somewhere on the spectrum” his last 3 exes were women though (I’m a stalker, sue me)
“oh, he’s smirking his little V shaped smile, I might just die-“
“Okay Harry, back to reality” I scold myself
“so, contestants, today, your challenge is to make 3 courses in 90 minutes, each course to be served at 30 minutes, as you can see- there are 7 celebrity chefs and 7 of you, each one of you will be paired with a chef for the task”
“Harry, you won the last challenge, and as promised, you have an advantage- you get to choose your partner.
OKAY DAMN
OUR FATHER IN HEAVEN, WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS, HOW AM I TO CHOOSE BETWEEN ALL THESE TALENTED CHEFS. STOP IT YOU LITTLE VOICE IN MY HEAD, SAYING CHOOSE THE CUTE ONE
“OH, yeah thankyou I will choose uh..”
“Louis or Rosa Louis or Rosa Louis or Rosa” is playing in my head.
“Chef Louis” I blush.
“Very well, Contestants you have 90 minutes, and your time starts now”
I move towards the counter; Louis is already there.
For like 30ish seconds I am just staring at him and blushing he snaps his fingers in front of me “so Harry, what ideas do you have for the meal? We need to decide quickly and get moving towards the pantry to pick up the ingredients I’m sure you can have your… fangirl moment later” he teases.
“Right, yes so I’m thinking mini aloo tikkis for starters, they’re my favorite Indian street food.”
“Some sort of homey chicken dish for the main course…- do you have any suggestions?”
“Well, my favorite is chicken stuffed with mozzarella.”
“Sounds good, we could wrap it in parma ham” I say
“And serve it with home style mash?” he says.
“ I like the sound of that”
“let’s do cake jars for dessert?”
“Read my mind Styles” he says.
I blush yet again.
Then I rush towards the pantry and pick up all the ingredients, the pantry is open only the first 5 minutes, so I do it as quick as possible
When Im back at the counter, Louis is standing there looking gorgeous as always.
“let’s get started curly,we only have 90 minutes”
CuRly?
C U R L Y ?
Curly. He called me curly
“curly?” I laugh
“ yeah, you’ve got them curls it’s cute”
I choke on spit and start coughing.
“Hey, hey, here, drink water lad”
“Right. let’s get started” I say.
“What do you need me to do?”
Fuck me, let me suck your dick, have my babies.
“Please chop the onions and garlic while I boil the potatoes” I smile.
He gets started on that, when the potatoes are boiled, I take them out and prepare the tamarind sauce.
“Hey, I’m done here, the onions did make me cry though” he laughs ugh he’s so cute can he’s stop being so cute for a sec? I’m trying to focus here damn.
I laugh, “sorry Chef, could you help me with the coriander sauce now?”
“You got it… curly”
THIS MAN IS UNHINGED
Right so, back to work
10 minutes later,
So, potatoes are mashed, mixed with onions, garlic and shaped, sauces are done, curd is done just gotta shallow fry the tikkis now
As im pressing on the potatoes with the spatula, Louis holds MY HAND HOLDING THE SPATULA????
“Hey, don’t press them too hard” they’ll give a burned vibe otherwise
Burned…vibe ? this is the slang that the owner of a Michelin star restaurant owner uses? God, I must have him.
FOCUS HARRY
“Right, thankyou”
“Why don’t you get choosing the plate? I’ll cook these and you can assemble them on the plates this is all that’s left and there’s still 8 minutes left we make a fucking solid team”
Right, forgot the part where he swears like a sailor we love that too, yup.
5..4..3…2…1 stop
And we’re done.
We present the dish to the chefs, they love it they do have some feedback regarding the tamarind sauce being so sour ish well, it’s supposed to be like that you white trash
Wait, I’m white too.
Okay, on to the next course.
We slay it as well, it’s like he’s the chicken to my parma ham
(he cooked the chicken, I marinated it)
(he did the ham stuff while I worked on the mash”
He told me he likes it when mash is a little lumpy, he’s so baby
He’s literally older than me but okay
Second course done, slayed, ate, left no crumbs.
Well, not true the chefs only taste a bit, but they liked it nonetheless
They had some constructive criticism for the plating but in my defense, I only had like 3 ish minutes for it Louis kept making me laugh so… a win is a win.
Over to the third course, baking is my specialty I used to work in a bakery, so I bake the base sponge cake while Louis prepares the frosting and the ganache yes, they are different, are they? Idk
But yeah, that was that he chose this gorgeous red plate in a heart shape, and I almost melted.
“The top three teams are…. Zayn and Rosa, Antoni and Kendall and… Harry and Louis”
I excitedly jump into Louis’ arms without thinking and he picks me up.
The shooting for the episode finishes.
We say goodbyes but really everyone’s gonna hangout a lil longer.
As I’m heading outside the kitchen, Louis stops me.
“Hey Harry, wait”
“hi” I smile.
“Okay so, gonna be completely here… are you by any chance into guys?”
“Louis, have you seen me, I’m a stereotype.”
He stares at my white tee shirt tucket into my cuffed jeans with a flannel shirt on top.
“I’m bi yes.”
“Okay, so we are going out I know you have a crush on me” he says
“ no pressure though, I’m just kidding its fine if you don’t wanna” he adds
“of course I want to Louis but wait I thought YOU weren’t into guys”
“well, I kind of am, kind of not.. been dating the ladies exclusively for the last 5 years but it won’t be true if I say I’ve never sucked a dick”
“So you’re… ?”
“fluid would come closest but why does it matter, I’m into you like I used to say I’m not straight simply put but I kind of realized that by noticing that non binary people can be hot so I’ve never really been you know…. In a proper gay relationship I though I was hetero romantic but guess, I am not”
“And I’m into you”
“can’t wait in get in you though” he laughs loudly
“Chef Tomlinson, who said I’m that kind of lady?”
“we’ll see what kind of lady you are love”
They walk off together out of the kitchen and plan a date
As they walked, they discussed the perfect date and settled on a romantic dinner at the new Italian restaurant.
(yes, they fucked I didn't have any motivation for smut though
maybe if someone reads this and wants out I might actually right it)