Day by Day

Milk and Cheese

I start walking towards Harry, he holds two types of cheese, one on each hand.

"We have cheese at home you know." I tell him.

He gives me a look as if saying I know. "Do we have brie or mozzarella?"

"Babybell."

"So no, we don't have brie or mozzarella. I'm trying to pick one to have tonight."

"We can have babybell."

"Maybe." He keeps staring at the cheese in his hands and I walk towards the vegetable aisle. I pick a few and put them in the cart. I hear Harry throw something in the cart.

"I chose both. Can't really choose between them." I laugh at him. "I'm gonna go get some chips." He starts walking away and turns to walk backwards, looking at me.

"Can you pick some bananas? No bananas at home!" I laugh at him and show him my thumb up. I choose his bananas just the way he likes them. We meet at the paying counter and we both take out our cards. "You payed last time Harry."

"So what? I'll pay", he tells the woman, giving her his card. Before she can grab Harry's card, I take it and replace it with my card. "I'll pay" I tell the woman. She smiles at the way Harry and I fight over who's gonna pay the groceries. Harry shoots me a deadly glare and I smile big and stick my tongue out, making fun of him and letting him know I won. We pack the groceries and head to the parking lot. We get to the car and Harry opens the door to put away the groceries. He has a slight scowl on his face.

"Why are you so serious?"

"You didn't let me pay."

"What? You're kidding right? You payed last time." I get closer to him as I'm speaking, "and it's only fair I pay this time. You can pay next." I put one hand on his waist and the other around his neck. He smiles at me and pecks my lips. "I will pay next time then." He kisses me again in the middle of the parking lot.

"I love when you act like a kid. It's adorable", I tell him as I wrap my arms around his neck.

"I'm not adorable. I'm sexy."

"You are sexy but right now you're being more adorable than sexy." I peck his lips again and try to let go of him to pack the rest of the groceries in the car. But he reads my mind and grabs my chin so I look at him. "I'll show you I'm not adorable when we get home." He kisses me hard and leaves me panting on the parking lot. He returns the cart back to the store and when he comes back to the car I'm standing next to the driver's door.

"What are you doing here? Go sit so we can leave." I smirk at him, "I want to drive, keys." I demand him, extending my hand so he can give me the keys. He laughs really hard and throws his head back in laughter.

"Hell no. Remember the time you drove my car? We almost died so no. You and my car don't get along babe." He laughs again and I smile, his laughter is contagious.

"Come on I let you drive my car all the time and if we don't leave now the milk is gonna rot on your seat. And the stinky cheese you chose too. Your leather seat. You don't want that, do you?" I use my most persuasive voice and face. He takes a minute to analyze the situation and comes to a conclusion that he won't win this time. He reaches for the keys in his pocket and before he drops them on my palm he retracts a second.

"Drive slowly and don't skip any red lights. I want to get home safely."

"Ha ha, very funny." He drops the keys onto my palm. We both go inside the car and I start to drive. I start to lose my mind because he can't stop giving me directions on how to drive. "Hey Harry guess what? I have a driver's license, I know how to drive so shut up!"

"You drive like shit!"

"I disagree." I say as I park the car at home. I turn off the ignition and give him the keys.

"There, stop crying. God, you love this car more than me." I say and get out of the car. I turn to get the groceries out and open the door but Harry closes it again.

"I just let you drive my car. My car. And you are a terrible driver. And you just drove my car. That's how much I love you." I smile at his reasoning. He's right. He once told me nobody drives his cars but himself. And he really loves his cars.

"I love you too" I tell him. I reach up and kiss him and he pushes me against the car.

"Lets get the groceries in, don't want your car to smell." He starts kissing my shoulder.

"Don't care." His lips move up to my neck. I laugh a little, his kisses are distracting but I pull myself together quickly.

"Harry, lets go, come on", I push him and reach for the groceries. He groans over my push and goes to open the door. We go in, bags in hand and drop them on the counter. I put the milk and cheese on the fridge and turn to Harry. I grab his hand and start walking towards the bedroom.

"Your car drives like shit anyway" I say, teasing him. "Now you're in trouble", he says as he pushes me down to the bed and closes the door.

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