Chuck got on his motorcycle, I got on after and wrapped my arms around his stomach. I looked back at Dean, he had a jealous look in his eyes. Harry tried to hold him back. Chuck drove away. I gripped onto his shirt, holding him tighter. He chuckled when he noticed. I closed my eyes tightly shut.
"Is it over?" I asked when the engine stopped, still closing my eyes.
"Yeah it's over." He answered back. I opened my eyes.
"As much as I love your arms around me, we should probably get going." He laughed.
"Oh.. sorry" I laughed with him, letting him go.
We got off the bike and headed inside.
"What snacks should we get?" I asked, pulling my hair into a bun.
"Chips, candy, soda, water, anything you want." he suggested.
I nodded, picking out a variety of food. Chuck picked up a box of Pop Tarts and set it in the cart. I laughed when I saw it.
"What?" He asked.
"You're such a child, it's funny." I said, jokingly.
"Hush, it's my favorite breakfast food." he said, defending it. Then laughed with me.
"Fine." I said giggling.
"I like your hair like that, it's pretty." He smiled, staring at me.
"Thanks" I smiled, looking down.
"And that smile, wow." He said walking next to me.
"Chuuck, stop." I whined.
