The Month Of July

Chapter 10

Grocery shopping with Danny has proven to be quite the task. I eventually quit helping him and just stayed along for the ride. We can't get much anyway because we're not here for much longer.

"Done." Danny says.

"Done?"

"Yeah, done." Wow, that's a shock. "After this, we have to swing by my optometrist and place an order for my new contacts." Right, that means Danny doesn't have to wear his glasses anymore, which makes me sad.

"But I like your glasses." I pout.

"I'll wear them on occasion."

"Yay!" He kisses me and then put his glasses on me. We get in the car after loading the groceries in and head over to the optometrist.

"You look good in glasses too."

"Thank you. I prefer not to wear my glasses." I say honestly and hand him back his glasses.

"You wear glasses? See, now you know why I hate glasses so much."

"I have the nerd glasses. I have a good excuse Danny, dancing and glasses don't go."

"What about the days like today where you're being a normal person?"

"I'm always a "normal person", it's just that some days I'm dancing." I'm not offended, because he was looking for a polite way to say lazy days, which is a good chunk of my time.

"You know what I mean, when you're not working."

"I know." I smile. We get to the optometrist and I suddenly feel nauseous. I don't want to get out of the car. "Danny, I feel sick, I can't get out."

"No problem, it'll take no time at all." He smiles and goes in. I don't know why I feel this way suddenly. It's like something's telling me not to go with him. Like there's something that won't be right if I go in. I look around his car, examining the interior. Minutes alone go from being minutes to hours. Danny walks out with a grin, oddly large. Man! Superstitions always get the best of me!! "Yes!!"

"What?" I find myself smiling at Danny's happiness.

"They're going to come before we leave!" I give him a pouty face. "You're adorable."

"Can I put on music?" I ask Danny as we drive off to his house.

"Yeah, sure." I put on The Beatles, just to see Danny's reaction. "Oh god, you have this stuff on your phone? I thought you listened to hip hop and shit."

"Yeah, I do. Do you want me to put on hip hop shit?" I scroll through my music.

"Yes please." I put on Flo Rida. "This is so much better." I laugh at Danny. He's so adorable. We get back...home and unload the car. Danny puts the groceries away and I start to read a book. He flops down beside me. "What shall be done now?" He looks over to read my book. "Sex?"

"What else is there to do?"

"Read, board games, movies, a city you've never been in, music...dancing."

"Okay, I get it, there's a lot to do Danny."

"But only one Danny to do." He winks.

"Exactly." I nod, sticking the bookmark in my book and shutting it.

"Oh, and...my mom...really likes you." He puts my book down and kisses me.

"Wait...does your stereo hook up to my phone?"

"Yeah, it does." I put on Justin Timberlake's 'Gimme What I Don't Know (I Want)', which is a really sexy, upbeat song. "Wow, pretty vulgar right there." I shut the blinds and take my shirt off. "I'll be back." He gets up and goes to his room upstairs. He comes stumbling down the stairs, just missing falling down them. "I should've left my glasses on."