A story about me (Jaila Schmidt), Big Time Rush, and One Direction. I (with BTR) meet 1D. Harry Styles catches my eye and I start to fall for the British boy with light green eyes and brown curls that rest on his forehead, that contagious smile on h...
The next day, Harry comes over and we end up going to the store to get the stuff for the treats. We discreetly go into the store, dressed like this:
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I grab a cart and Harry takes out his phone and points it toward me while I'm trying to find the aisles that we need. "Harry, what are you doing?"
"Filming you." He says and sneaks up behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist.
"We're in public. Plus, we're not even official. If paparazzi catches us, we're toast!" I murmur.
"Yeah... That's true. I guess I'll have to wait." He says quietly, putting his phone away.
"Yes you will." I smile as I look at the list on my phone.
"What do we need?" He asks.
"Marshmallows, caramel–"
"Care-a-mel." He interrupts.
"What?"
"You pronounced it wrong. It's care-a-mel."
I stay silent until I speak again. "I'm not gonna argue. Anyway, heavy cream, nuts--"
"What kind?" He interrupts again.
"Either peanuts, cashews, or almonds. Or nothing at all." I say and start to slowly ride it.
"Peanuts. But let's do some with and some without." He says and pushes the cart from behind, his hands right beside mine, linking our pinkies together.
"That's a good idea!" I smile.
"What else do we need?"
"Almond bark."
"What's that?"
"Look it up." I say.
"Rude."
I giggle and see him chuckle.
"How about we each find half?" He suggests.
"Harry, there's five ingredients."
"Oh yeah."
"You're such a dork."
He shrugs. "Let's go find those ingredients." He pushes the cart down the aisle and I laugh at how fast we're going. (It's fun, okay?)
