Juliet's POV
"Juliet..." Hayes cooed in my ear.
"What." I said sternly, rolling around a few times. I ended up rolling on top of Hayes.
"Ow." He said, adjusting from under me.
"Sorry, am I heavy?" I asked, my eyes were still closed.
"Not at all." He laughed. "I actually liked this position." He hugged me.
I opened my eyes slowly. The room was bright, I grabbed Hayes's hand and intertwined it with mine.
"We have the day all to ourselves until your mom comes." Hayes said against my skin.
"Then what should we do today?" I asked.
"I was thinking...how long have you lived in New York?" He asked.
"A year, I think." I answered.
"And what sights have you seen?" He asked.
"Central Park, Empire State, and Statue of Liberty. Why?" I asked.
"All because of me, right?" He asked.
"Hayes, where are you going with this?" I laughed, rolling on to my stomach to face him.
"We're going to Times Square, and then we're watching a special concert at Madison Square Garden." Hayes said, and I nodded.
"If you say so." I shrugged, and I got off the couch. Hayes grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him.
"Babe...I didn't mean we should go now." He whined.
"When did you plan to go? Midnight?" I said sarcastically, and he rolled his eyes.
"Ha-ha, no. But if you do get ready don't be surprised if I'm still asleep." He said. He curled back into a ball and fake snored.
"Whatever you say." I shrugged, and I went to my old room to get changed.
I decided on simple clothes, and went to the bathroom to wash my face and put on makeup.
When I walked out of the bathroom, Hayes was still asleep on the couch.
I grabbed his phone from the coffee table, and started to film a vine.
"Hey guys! It's Juliet." I waved. "I'm going to pull a prank on Hayes, but shush! He's asleep." I said, as I grabbed whipped cream from the fridge. The vine ended, and I had to post it before I filmed another one.
I grabbed a toothbrush from the bathroom, because he'll be so confused when he wakes up. I put it on his hand.
I started to film the vine, and put whipped cream on my hand.
"One...two...three!" I said, as I smacked him in the face with whipped cream.
He woke up surprised and confused at the same time.
"Why is there a toothbrush in my hand?" He asked, and I couldn't stop laughing. I posted the vine and smiled.
"That was good, really. But this-" he said, as he wiped the whipped cream from his face on to mine. "This is better."
I groaned, and grabbed the whipped cream can. I poured more on his face.
"Hey!" He said, as he grabbed the can and sprayed it on me.
"Okay! Okay! I surrender!" I yelled, putting my hands up in defense. He laughed and set the can down.
I grabbed my phone, and opened the camera.
