"Oh my God, no put that down it's so ugly," I screeched.
"Yes, that's the point!" Harry exclaimed, putting the ugly painting of the dog in a British guard suit.
"No, put it back. If I have to see that every day I'll actually kill you," I said.
He grumbled and placed the painting back on the shelf and I sighed in relief. We were currently shopping for our apartment because it was way too plain. Harry had taken it upon himself to pick the ugliest things he could find and if I had to see one more ugly dog painting I would smash it on his head.
"Wait, this one is dressed like Snoop Dogg, we have to get it."
"No, it's not. I think you need to get your eyes checked." I groaned.
I picked out a brown-themed abstract art and gave him my best convincing smile, "How 'bout this?"
He shrugged and I grinned, placing it in the cart.
"It's not fair, how come you can get the stuff you want? I'm paying for it!" He grumbled.
"Because I don't pick out ugly things," I said, "By the way, what's our spending limit?"
"There isn't one."
"Oh, so you're rich rich?" I teased.
"No, I was joking, don't waste my money," He said, narrowing his eyes at me. It was as if he knew that I loved spending money.
"Fine," I muttered, "Whatever."
It went on like this for the next hour or so, Harry would pick out something ugly, I would laugh at it and then reject it. It never got old and I really didn't know how he managed to pick out the most hilarious things.
One time, it was a horrific-looking lobster chair. It looked like it was something that would haunt me in my dreams and it did not look comfortable at all.
Another time, it was a giant squirrel that had absolutely no purpose at all. It was just meant to be a lovely decoration to add to your home but in reality, it was the exact opposite.
How did people even come up with these designs? I had so many questions.
It was really all for fun, I knew he didn't actually want them but as we were leaving the store I got a brilliant idea. I told Harry that I needed to use the bathroom and that he should go to the car without me. As soon as he agreed, making no mention of the weird grin that was on my face. I went back to where the ugly dog paintings were located and took the one with the guard dog, giggling to myself as I paid for it and went to the car.
"Tell me you didn't," were his first words.
"I did," I grinned.
"This is amazing!"
"It is pretty amazing. I guess everything in our apartment doesn't have to be all fancy," I said.
"That's the spirit!" He exclaimed, grinning.
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Cherry Flavored Conversations | h.s.
Fanfiction"Cherry flavored conversations with you Got me hanging on" -🍒 Lorelei Cupid is an aspiring cosmetologist who has a slight cherry obsession. She is dealing with a terrible ex-best friend and possible financial problems. She encounters Harry, a new s...