Harry walked with Carson through the grocery store. He pushed the cart around, stopping to add something in.
"Dad, can I have this?" Carson walked over with a tube of rocky road ice cream. Harry nods his head, he rarely told her no. Everyone would always tell him how Carson had him wrapped around her fingers.
Carson started walking ahead of Harry.
"Carson stop walking." Harry looked down at her pants, seeing the red seeping through the back.
"What is it?" Carson watched as Harry took off his flannel and wrapped it around her waist. "Why'd you do that?" Harry checked to make sure nothing was showing.
"Well sweetie, you had a huge blood stain on the back of your pants." He explained to her. Carson's face turned red.
"Oh gosh! That is so embarrassing. Did anyone see me?" Carson asked walking over to Harry to use him as a sheild.
"Nope. I don't think so." Harry pushed the cart leading her to the aisle that had feminine products. Carson followed him, looking at everything.
"This is so weird getting these." She picks one of the pads that were colorful. "I'm just happy this didn't happen at school."
Harry chuckles and took her to the check out line. "I think that happened to your mother when she was around your age. She didn't come to school for a week because she was embarrassed." Harry took everything out of the cart and placed it on counter. The worker scanned everything and told them the total. Harry handed her the card.
"Now let's get you home before the cramps start to hit you."
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One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)
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