Lost for You

Chapter 17

When I walk back in to the room with only a towel wrapped around me, Harry is still lying in bed but he sits up once he notices me.

“I need to go get some groceries” I say while pulling out a light pink bra and some underwear.

“Do you have to?” Harry asks looking a little alarmed.

“If I want to eat this weekend then yes” I answer, pulling my undies up under my towel followed soon by my bra.

I drop my towel once I have both the garments on and walk to my wardrobe to pick out some clothes.

“I’ll go get it for you” he calls from the room.

“You don’t know what to get”

“Right me a list” he pushes. Why does he want to go to the supermarket so bad?

I end up putting on a plain white tee, high wasted light blue shorts and a navy blue blazer to cover up. Simple outfit for a quick run to the shops.

“It’s fine Harry. I’ll be like 20 minutes” I say walking out of the closet to find Harry is already dressed in his clothes from last night.

“You sure. You can stay here and paint your nails or something?” he offers putting his shoes on.

“Paint my nails? What are you so worried about?” I ask putting my white chucks on as he laces up his.

“Nothing” he says avoiding eye contact with me and I know he’s lying.

“Harry if there’s something you want to tell me then-“

“Never mind. I’ll just come with you” he huffs, grabbing his keys from my bedside table then heads downstairs.

I grab my bag and follow soon after him , locking the front door then getting in his car where he is already waiting.

I want to ask him what the big deal is about going to some boring supermarket but his good mood from earlier seems to have disappeared and I don’t want to see a repeat from last night’s antics, so we carry on driving in absolute silence.

We finally arrive and Harry slows right down, circling the car park even though there are plenty of free spaces.

“Harry there’s one right there” I finally say after the third time we go around.

He huffs for the second time but pulls in to it.

“It’s just a car park” I smile at his hostility, but he ignores me and gets straight out of the car. He stands outside his door looking around with searching eyes.

“What are you doing?” I ask once I’m out of the car and walk over to him. He looks so shady just standing there with a troubled look on his face, watching every single car that goes past us.

“C’mon” I say walking towards the entry now. I soon hear him lock the car before following my steps.

I grab a small basket as I don’t need much and begin looking around the vegie isle, getting a few things as we walk along.

“Are you going to stay for dinner?” I ask Harry as he walks quietly beside me, hands buried deep in the tight pockets of his pants. He nods in reply and I can tell he’s not really paying attention to me as he’s looking around at all the people.

“What do you want?” I ask looking at all the meat but he stays silent once again.

“What about stir fry?” I say picking up some diced chicken and shove it in front of his face giving him a little fright.