Wow, I am constantly amazed by the love the Haleb fandom is so willing to give out. I ran a poll on twitter to see what you guys wanted updated next and this won - I was legit so surprised because I expected Growth to win by a mile, but I am so happy you guys are all loving this as much as I'm loving writing this.

I hope this drabble series is everything you guys want! Enjoy...

"Little things, like going to the grocery store, are better when he's around"

"Are you hungry?" Hanna asked as she stood in front of an open fridge.

"Is this the point where you offer me food that you don't have?" Caleb quirked an eyebrow, grinning as she looked over her shoulder at him.

"We have eggs," Her voice was muffled as she turned back around and stuck her head into the first shelf to try and find something else that was edible. "I can make you an omelette," She added, pulling out the food in question.

Caleb took the box from her and grimaced as he read the label, "No thanks," He said as the date jumped out at him, "I think I might get food poisoning."

"What?" Hanna snatched the box back from him, "I could literally kill my Mom," She started to rant, opening up the bin and tossing the food. "Who leaves gone off eggs in the fridge for their starving daughter to eat?" She moaned, moving to the sink to wash her hands.

"A mother who works and doesn't have time to check every item of food we have," A voice interrupted. "Hi Caleb," Ashley Marin smiled at their guest as she sauntered into the kitchen to get a drink; well, that was her excuse to make it seem like she wasn't checking up on them when really, that was exactly what she was doing.

"Hi Mrs. Marin," He swallowed nervously. He still couldn't tell if she liked him or not and whenever they were at Hanna's and she was there too, he felt a little on edge, like he couldn't fully relax. He knew it was stupid and as soon as she'd leave the room and he was alone with Hanna, he went right back to being his usual self. But after the way things had unfortunately ended last time, he wanted to make up for it with the best second impression he could give.

"Ashley," She corrected him, shooting him a reassuring smile.

"We have no food," Hanna told her pointedly, moving to sit on the bar stool next to Caleb before she proceeded to grumpily prop her head on her hands.

"I know," Ashley raised her eyebrows, "The food fairy forgot to visit this week."

"I'm hungry."

"Hanna," Ashley sighed, "You have legs and a purse, you can go to the grocery store on your own accord."

"No I can't," Hanna argued, "You know I hate going there."

"How can you hate going to a grocery store," Caleb looked at her with intrigue written all over his face as his lips battled a grin.

"Do you want to tell him or shall I?" Ashley looked at her daughter, taunting her with her eyes.

"There's nothing to tell," She tried to play it off innocently, rubbing her lips together as she looked around the room for an excuse, "Is that the time? The Justin Bieber special's on TV."

"I'm not watching that," Caleb laughed, trying to discreetly place a hand on her lower back. "Besides," He grinned, "I wanna hear why you hate the grocery store so much."

"I got banned, okay!" She finally spouted, hiding her head in her hands.

"What?" Caleb started to laugh, looking to Ashley for confirmation.

"They caught me eating a tub of ice cream without paying for it," She explained, blushing as she buckled under his gaze, "I was eight," She cringed, "And I will never forget the way the store manager looked at me. It puts me on edge every time I go."

"I'm sorry," Caleb raised his eyebrows, "You haven't been in the grocery store since you were eight."

"Oh she's been," Ashley folded her arms, "But she spends the entire time looking over her shoulder to see if the same store manager's going to appear and ban her all over again."

"Don't look at me like that," Hanna pouted, yanking his arm away.

"Why?" Caleb grinned, "It's cute that you're scared of it," He said, "But I'm pretty sure they won't have the same store manager as they did eight years ago."

"It's the one type of shopping I hate," Hanna shivered, knowing exactly what he was getting at.

"I'm hungry," He pushed her, "And feeding me gone off eggs is not going to cut it."

"Even the eggs are out of date?" It was Ashley's turn to cringe, "This fridge really needs a serious clean out," She muttered, moving over to inspect the silver beast. "Hanna, if you're going to the store, can you get some multi-surface cleaner?"

"I'm not going," Hanna looked at her Mom like she'd asked the most ludicrous question.

"Yes, we are," Caleb argued, "The store manager's not gonna hurt you Han."

"It's the worst thing you could ask me to do," She whined, refusing to move.

"You'd seriously rather see me starve than go food shopping with me?"

"Yes." He glared at her answer and she quickly corrected it. "I mean no."

Ashley watched the pair in amusement and pursed her lips, "Just think of it as one of those little things you have to do to pay off the Betsey Johnsons you came home with last week."

40 minutes later and Hanna was rooted to the spot, gripping the steering wheel with fear as she shot daggers at the automatic doors. "Babe," Caleb tried, reaching a hand out to try and pry her fingers away from the leather before they turned white. "Why is this freaking you out so much?" He asked with genuine disbelief in her voice. "It's just a chore."

"Because," She started, letting him take her hand and lace their fingers before he brought them to his lips to kiss, "I hate it, okay?" She said, "I hate how that memory makes me feel."

"Hanna, you were eight," He replied, "I know I stole a load of food when I was a kid, it's fine."

"You were probably hungry," She frowned, "I was just fat and couldn't wait for my Dad to pay for it."

"They shouldn't have even banned you. So what, you were a kid and ate like one tub."

"And a kitkat."

"And a kitkat."

"And a jumbo bag of doritos."

"And a – what… how much could you fit in your stomach?"

She smiled finally and shot him a small glance. "I really liked my food," She bit her lip.

"Well I really like you," He whispered, holding her chin between his finger and thumb.

"Oh yeah?" She challenged him with her eyes.

"Yeah," He murmured, moving his body forward to press a tantalizingly slow kiss against her lips.

She sighed against his mouth and pulled away when she couldn't fight the grin that wrestled to grace her face, "I really like you too," She said, her words shining through her glazed eyes as she looked at him, deliriously happy.

"Come on," He leant back, reaching for the door handle, "I'm hungry."

"Fine," Hanna sighed, rolling her eyes as she climbed out of the car too.

"It's not that bad," Caleb said, holding his hand out for her to take.

"I know," She agreed, holding onto his fingers as she swung her bag over her shoulder and blindly pressed the lock button as she aimed the keys at the car, "It's just like, one of those little things I hate doing."

He squeezed her hand, "You got the list?" He asked, grabbing a cart before they made their way inside.

"Yep," She sighed again, letting go of his hand to fish it out of her bag. "Okay, first thing is… organic Bluetta blueberries."

"What the hell did you just say?" Caleb frowned, stealing the list out of her grasp. "Organic Bluetta blueberries," He repeated, still staring at the words like they were written in a foreign language, "Why can't we just get normal blueberries?" He asked as he followed Hanna towards the fruit section.

"My Mom's on this weird organic challenge that she agreed to do with Mrs Montgomery at their last cheese and wine night," Hanna rolled her eyes, "Yesterday she tried to get me to drink organic water."

"But it's water."

"Yeah, I know," She smiled sarcastically, "And it was still almost forced down my throat." He could sense she was annoyed and to temper her mood, he reached out to wrap an arm around her waist before pulling her in front of him. "Caleb!" She shrieked as he pinned her against the handle of the cart with her back against his chest.

"What?" He murmured, pulling her hair to the side so that he could press a gentle kiss against her neck.

"We're in the middle of the aisle," She tried, but the smile on her face told him she was enjoying every minute of it, just as much as he was.

"So?" He questioned, grinning as he let his lips deviate back to the tender exposed skin.

"Caleb," She whispered again, "Stop," She laughed, turning her head to let him kiss her properly, "Mmm," She moaned against his lips, before pushing his chest away, "Seriously, we need to get all this stuff for my Mom."

"Now who's the one who wants to buy food," He shook his head, squeezing her butt before letting her push the cart away from him towards the groceries. The look she shot him over her shoulder told him she knew exactly what she was doing.

After managing to find almost every item requested by Ashley Marin, Hanna and Caleb had split up to get the last couple of things on the list. But, that had been ten minutes ago and with a full trolley, Hanna was slightly concerned over her boyfriend's whereabouts. Surely it wasn't that hard to locate some multi-surface cleaner and return to their last known location.

Where are you? She texted him quickly, dumping her bag on the child seat as she started to slowly wheel the cart towards the other end of the store.

Aisle 19

"What's aisle 19?" Hanna muttered to herself as she moved through the shop. This was when she wished she'd paid more attention when her mother was shopping, rather than just trying to think about her escape route all the time. "Caleb?" She called when she spotted him, parking the cart before making her way over to him.

"Hey," He grinned at her.

"Why are you smiling like that?" She asked suspiciously, before taking in exactly what he was looking at. "Caleb!" She somehow managed to shriek and whisper at the same time, slapping his arm as they found themselves stood in front of the family planning section. "What if one of my Mom's friends sees us?" She asked as he pulled her into his arms and tried to ease the tension that had just covered her face.

"Then she'll tell your Mom we're being safe," He shrugged, closing his eyes as he captured her lips with his own. Her fingers naturally ran through his hair and he moaned lightly as their mouths opened and slanted over one another.

"Stop," She mumbled again, her hands trailing down his shoulders to rest on his chest. "I told you," She added, staring up at him as he held her close, "I'm not easy."

He squeezed her against him and caught her mouth again, "I don't want you to be easy," He murmured, his mind naturally flickering to the same place as hers. "We haven't had sex for a reason, Han."

"You mean again," She said, tilting her head to the side, "Haven't had sex again."

"Trust me," He replied, "I know I mean again."

She stared at his chest and avoided eye contact as she bit her lip anxiously, "I just… It means a lot to me and I don't regret our first time, but I don't wanna regret our second either," She explained as softly as she could. She did want to be with Caleb again, but it had taken a lot for her to trust him and get to where they were, and with her feelings flying around, she almost wanted to wait until she knew where was with… the 'L' word.

"I know," He reassured her as best as he could, "I'm not with you for that. I mean… I am with you for that," He cringed as soon as the words left his mouth, "I mean not just that, but I don't want to be with anyone else for that."

Hanna twisted her arms around his neck and pushed her lips onto his to shut him up, a smile gracing both of their lips as they kissed slowly. He let her lead, nudging his nose against hers as she moved their lips against each other, instinctively opening her mouth to let their tongues meet. Only Caleb could say that in the middle of a grocery store and still make her feel like they were the only two people in the world. Maybe she was ready. "We should get some," She eventually said, chewing on her bottom lip as her heart beat her head.

His face mirrored hers and he fought a smile before ducking his head to press a gentle kiss against her jawline, "They sell organic ones," He whispered, loving the laugh that emanated from her at his words.

"Well, seeing as my Mom's paying," She raised her eyebrows, "Why break tradition?" She murmured, interlinking their fingers as he turned towards the shelves and browsed what was on offer.

"Will she not check the receipt?" He asked, picking out a box.

"She never does," Hanna said, looking at the box Caleb handed her. She blushed, the blood rushing to her cheeks as she nervously looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was around, "Extra thin?" She raised an eyebrow at him as she read the writing on the box.

"I just don't want anything to come between us."

The rosy pink hue on her cheeks only intensified and she buried her head against his chest to hide the embarrassment that was gracing her face. "Can we just go pay for these?" She pleaded, "Before anyone I remotely know sees us?"

Caleb wrapped his arms around her neck and nodded, grinning down at her, "Uh huh," He agreed, kissing her gently.

"Hanna?" A voice pulled them apart and sent two heads whipping up to see the source of the noise.

"Mrs Montgomery," Hanna smiled nervously and stepped at least three inches away from Caleb. "How are you?"

"I'm good," Ella smiled, "Has your Mom sent you out to do the grocery shop?" She asked, nodding towards the full cart.

"Yeah," Hanna fidgeted nervously, "We have no food in the house."

"Food shopping with me is Aria's worst nightmare," Ella shot Hanna a knowing look, "I'm sure it'd be different if she went with a boyfriend instead. Anyway, say hi to your Mom for me."

"I will Mrs. Montgomery," Hanna cringed, breathing a sigh of relief as soon as the older woman turned her back and carried on down the aisle. "I want a hole to swallow me up," She started to freak out, charging back towards their cart with Caleb hot on her tail. "Do you think she saw? I think she saw."

"Hanna, breathe."

"I can't breathe," She argued, holding a hand against her head. "She saw us buying condoms."

"We could have been buying vitamins."

"I had a box of extra thin condoms in my hand, Caleb, we were not buying vitamins."

"Okay," Caleb tried to calm her down, "I know, it looks bad but she might not say anything."

"This is so bad," Hanna moaned, walking off towards the checkout. "Can we just get out of here?" She asked, starting to unload their cart onto the conveyor belt.

"Hey," Caleb stopped her, cupping her cheek and drawing her face close to his, "It's gonna be fine," He said, stroking his thumb over her soft skin. She visibly relaxed and he felt relief flood his body when she nodded. "And I'm pretty sure this was the best grocery shop you've ever had."

Hanna tilted her head and bit her lip again, smiling up at him as she nodded. "Yeah, it is," She conceded, gripping his waist as he leant down to press a soft, tender kiss against her lips. He pulled back and hovered his face over hers, unable to resist stealing one more moment with her as they stood near the checkouts for everyone to see. She sighed against his mouth as she let her thoughts of him and grocery shopping and her feelings consume her, completely oblivious to Ella Montgomery standing at the end of the aisle, watching them and booking in her next cheese and wine night with the girls.

Grocery shopping wasn't supposed to be this fun.

It was a sign.

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