BOND

37.

You can't undo a fall like this

'Cause love don't know what distance is

Yeah, I know it's crazy

But I don't want "good" and I don't want "good enough"

I want "can't sleep, can't breathe without your love"

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"Why are we going to Walmart again?" Joey asked, pulling into the parking lot. He locked the car the second he got out, leaving Elena staring at him in confusion through the windscreen.

She let him open her car door with a tired scowl on her face, "The milk in your fridge has turned yellow."

He kept his nonplussed expression, "I don't drink it."

She swatted at his arm, "Then you shouldn't have it."

He rubbed the spot where she had slapped him, giving her the evil eye. "So we're here to buy milk for me?"

She turned back on her heels, going back to the car, "Let's just go back."

He quickly caught her by the elbow, spun her around and walked with her pinned under his arm, "I'm joking, babe. Of course I want to go grocery shopping with you after you've tricked me into coming here."

He trailed behind her as she grabbed a trolley and then pulled her towards the aisle where all the junk food was. 

"You wanna go on a date tonight?" Elena scanned the shelves for Oreos.

He grinned at her, "Are you asking me out?"

She looked at him, his hands already full with every imaginable type of cookie, with a dull expression. "Yeah, I figured three months of dating you was a long enough time." After a pause, she said, "I'm also going away for three weeks so it'll be a good last memory."

She had expected shock and some questions but all she got was a nod.

"Michael told me. London, right?" Joey replied and then mentally reprimanded himself.

Elena blinked in surprise at his statement. "Mike told you? When?"

He waved his hand, dismissing the notion, "We were just talking about a post of the two of us and he told me that you two had a match."

The explanation seemed more than plausible if it wasn't for the people involved in it. She remembered what he had promised her in the locker room just an hour ago and decided to put it off. 

He scampered off to the another aisle, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

"Which one?"

She looked back to see Joey holding up packs of Skittles and Hershey's in his hands.

"Both," she replied and he grinned.

"See, times like this just prove to me that we are meant to be together," he had meant it a not so light way but played it off with a goofy laugh.

She sidled over, dragging the overflowing trolley with much effort, a small smile on her face, "Joey."

"Yeah?" he bent down to look at the lower shelf, mainly to avoid looking at her.

She waited patiently for him to stop bullshitting and look at her. When he finally glanced at her, with a fake blank look on his face, she just kept on smiling at him. "Want to look at me?"