My Philophobia G.D.

24

For the first time I felt something inside my stomach,a weird feeling but a good one still.I guess they call it 'butterflies'.

We got inside the store and I think that Grayson doesn't know what to get.You were able to tell that by the face he had when he started looking at the shelters.

"I think I don't know what to get" he says caressing his chin.He just confrimed my thoughts.

"I noticed that" I giggle.
"What if we get only what we need for dinner?"he asks.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Mmmm,let me think...what if you choose between Lasagna and pizza?" he asks now turning to face me.

"Oh I know how to make LasagnE" I answer nealry screaming the final E."You'll like them"

"Since when is it lasagnE and not lasagna?" he laughs marking with his voice the'E'.

"Since italians invented them".

He laughs and we start walking...my hand still in his.

"Can we get Ice-cream?"I ask going towards the fridge.

" Yeah of course,which flavour?" he comes near me.

"What about coffee?"I take the box of the ice-cream "or, which one do you like better?"

"Coffee it's fine,I like it"he answers taking the box from my hand.

"Are we done?" he asks.

"I think so" I smile at him.

"Let's go then?!"

"Yuppy yes"I laugh.

We get out of the sotre and I star thinking about this day.

We are not even an official thing but doing all this ordinary stuff with him makes it feeel like I have my family.That is too much to think about but it felt so real.

It was getting dark and we are nearly 3 minutes away from home.Gray's home.

We finally made it and it is already 6.30 p.m.

"We have to be fast or we'll have to eat at like 9 p.m."I joke.
"I'll help you"he kisses my cheeck.

We got the stuff ready on the table.

"Do you have something to cover my shirt because I'll probably get it dirty"

"Mmmmm...let me see.But you can just wear my shirt,I'll wash it"

"Nah that's fine.Don't care about it"I said

"For real,don't worry,I'll wash it if it gets diry"

"Nope.I'll wash mine"I laugh.

We started getting the dinner ready.The meat with the tomatoe sauce smells sooooo good and I want to taste it.

"Can I taste the sauce?"It smells so good!" I ask.

"Of course you can, I'll go get a spoon,okay?"

"Thank you,Gray"I know how it makes him feel when I call him that.

"You'll kill me"he jokes.

He gets me the spoon and I taste the sauce...it is sooooooo good.

"Do you want to try it?It is really tasty"

"Yup" he opens his mouth for me to feed him.

I am happy,he treats me likeI am some type of princess.

He closes his eyes telling me it was good.

I lifted another spoonful of sauce to his lips...I think it was too hot because he winced in pain.