You were trying to decide what to cook. There were so many different possibilities and so many different recipes to try. You push the shopping cart down the aisles lined with food. Hmmm I got it! Steak! you think. You even know the perfect recipe to pick. You take a minute to think about the ingredients that you need.
You notice a guy looking at you. You smile politely and continue shopping, heading over to the meat section. You find the right steaks and head over to get some potatoes. You notice the guy again, trying not to look at you. He is cute. He is wearing a beanie but you could still see his curls sticking out. After grabbing the potatoes, you head over to the sauces. You are now convinced that this guy is following you. You turn the corner and hide behind a stand and you wait. You watch as he turns around looking for you and you couldn't help but giggle. You finally move and try your best not to laugh. Out of the corner of your eye, you see him watching you as you try to find the next ingredient. He was hiding near the bakery, so you decide to put even more pressure on him. You pull your cart right next to him. You look up at him.
“Hey.”
“Hello!” He has a nice voice. Deep and husky. You try your best to examine the bread but you were very distracted.
“So steaks?” he questioned looking in your cart at the ingredients.
“Yea. Just trying out a new recipe. My name is Autumn.” You extend your hand, and he shakes it.
“I’m Harry. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Autumn.” He seemed like a really nice guy and he shared your enthusiasm for cooking, which was unlike most guys. They always just wanted to talk about sports and other "manly" subjects.
”Well do you think that you could help me find the rest of my ingredients? I mean if you’re not busy or anything…”
“Sure Autumn.” He helped you get your ingredients and some new ones, giving you tips on different combinations to make the recipe more flavorful. You guys were constantly laughing and having a good time.
“You can’t be afraid to leave the cook book and try something new.” he advised you.
“But what if it doesnt turn out good?”
“But what if it turns out spectacular?” he raised his eyebrow.
“Good point.” you told him as he smiled confidently.
“You’re gonna cook a great meal dont worry. I’m sure your boyfriend will love it.”
“I dont have a boyfriend. And I’m sure your girlfriend is just overjoyed with your creations.”
“Nope. I’m single.” he smiles slightly. Interesting…
He walked you to the checkout lane. You unloaded the cart and the cashier began to flirt with you. Harry could tell that you were uncomfortable but still trying to be polite.
“Babe is that everything?” Harry said as he wrapped his hand over your waist. You blush a little at his soft touch.
“Umm yeah I think so” you answer, playing along. You smile as you see Harry wink at the cashier.
“Right c’mon then.” He pays for your groceries and you both exit. His hand was still around your waist as you headed to your car.
“Umm Harry? You can let go now.”
“Oh right sorry.” He blushes a little, making him look even cuter. He helped you load your car. You close the trunk.
‘Thank you for back there, Harry. And I promise to pay you back for the groceries.”
“Don’t worry about that. It was my pleasure.” You both stood there staring at each other for a while.
“Well umm I better get going.” he says slowly.
“Right well I better start cooking.” You turn around. What are you doing? You cant just let him leave!
“Harry?” you turn back around. He faces you.
“Yeah…”
“Ok so I was wondering that since you had so many great ideas and you helped me out back there as well as paying for my groceries, that if you were free tonight maybe you could come over to my place for a proper meal?” You were looking at the ground the whole time and you looked up at him meeting his eyes.
“Well that sounds like a grand idea.” He was grinning from ear to ear, and you couldn’t help but smile yourself.
“Do I just follow you then?”
“Yea.”
“Alright then I’ll see you in a little while.” He gave you a quick peck on the cheek and turned away. You stood there smiling like an idiot, your hand reaching up and touching your cheek. You get into the car and exit the parking lot with Harry following close behind you.
