24/7 [h.s.]

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I got out of the gate and got onto the road in front of our house, Harry letting out a breath.

"Would you relax? I'm not a bad driver."

"I never said you we- shit Emma stay between the lines."

"I am!"

"No you're not."

"Shut up."

We got to a stop sign and Harry winced when I hit the brakes a little too hard.

"Harry. Relax."

"How am I supposed to relax when you're about to put me through the windshield?"

"Don't be such a pansy."

He shot me a glare.

I continued past the stop sign, driving out of the neighbourhood and onto the streets of my hometown, making my way to the grocery store.

"You just ran a red light." Harry said as I drove through an intersection.

"It was yellow."

"It was red."

"Oh my God." I threw my hands in the air.

"Keep your hands on the wheel!" He exclaimed.

"Harry you're making me anxious!"

"I'm making you anxious?! You almost killed us three times!"

I let out a frustrated scream but kept driving.

When we got to the grocery store I parked, Harry getting out of the car and slamming the door shut.

"I'm driving us back."

"No. It's my car."

"And it's my life and i'd like to stay alive a bit longer."

I rolled my eyes as I grabbed a shopping cart.

We had secret service agents following us as we walked through the isles, Harry and I crossing things off the list.

"Are you done having an attitude?" I asked him as we turned down another isle.

"I didn't have an attitude." He said.

"Liar."

"Emma. Stop."

I smirked as I continued to shop.

When we made our way to the car after checking out Harry stood in front of the drivers side door when I walked up to it.

"Um, can you please move?"

"Give me the keys." He held out his hand.

"No."

"Then we can stand here all day."

I glared at him.

"I am not a bad driver; you are being dramatic."

The secret service agents chuckled at our exchange.

"I'm not letting you drive."

"Harry!"

"No." He stayed firm.

I stomped my foot on the ground before throwing my keys at him and marching around to the other side of the car.

Harry got behind the wheel of my car and I watched as he ran his over the dash.

"This is awesome." He said to himself as I angrily buckled my seatbelt.

He started the car and then backed out of the parking spot, a gleam in his eyes as he drove.

"If you wanted to drive my car you should've just said so, you didn't have to be a jackass."