Chapter 27 Painting... ;)

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Chapter 27

*Niall's POV*

"so we're coming here tomorrow too?" Jensyn got on the last latter step then back on the ground.

"if you want to" I brought her hand in mine, slowly catching up to Harry and Liam.

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*next day*

"hurry up we still need to get the paint" I spoke wondering around the house.

"just a second" Jensyn yelled, I turned around and picked up my keys. I guess she took advantage of that because she jumped right on my back.

"you know what, I'm happy today" she said from behind. I got up and she slowly placed her feet back on the floor. As soon as I turned around her lips were attached to mine. "ok now let's go" she got ahold of my hand dragging me outside. I love her so much words can't explain. I never thought I'd have these kind of feelings towards someone. When we got to the paint store I got out and opened the door for her.

"what colors shall we get?" I looked through the book with colours.

"blue, pink, aqua, green, yellow I don't know" she laughed looking over my shoulder as I was flipping through the book.

"to many colours! Why don't we just go with what you said." after we bought the paint we had to carry it all the way to the treehouse into the woods. It was a long walk but talking helped forget.

"here why don't you go up and throw a rope down then I tie a paint bucket to it and you pull it up" she suggested

"you're smart" I kissed her cheek, I climbed up and did exactly what she said. We got all of them up and she came up shortly.

"we finished a lot yesterday" she stated looking around the small space. I nodded my head and opened the lids to the paint buckets.

"why don't we splatter the paint on the walls." a smile crept on her face like the Cheshire car.

"another smart idea" I kissed her cheek again.

"I should have more smart ideas" her giggle echoed through the empty space. I handed her a paint brush. "this is gonna be messy!" she laughed dipping her brush in the blue paint. She splattered the paint on the wall. I dipped mine in the yellow and threw my hand back. She gasped when some paint hit her. "so that's how it is huh?" green paint drops were thrown at me.

"why don't we paint the other walls a solid colour then we can have this one like that." she pointed to the one that had paint spattered all over it. I started painting one of the other walls green while she kept throwing paint at the other one. We started singing random songs whatever came through our minds. I got my phone out and started filming. Her hair was in a cute pony tail on the side with paint all over herself, I smiled at how cute she looked. I dipped my finger in the pink paint and put some on her nose.

"gah! I hate you!" she stuck her tongue out.

"you love me really." I winked

"yes I love you!!!" she tackled me to the ground. Laughter filled the room. Her finger started writing something on my white shirt with pink paint.

"what does it say?" I lifted myself up on my elbows.

"it says I love you" she smiled.

"I'll keep this shirt forever" I sat in a sitting position. My hands hung loosely around her waist. I started to lean in, but I left something wet on my nose.

"payback!" she got up and started painting again. I just stood there and watched her.

Hours passed and we painted the whole place. One wall was yellow, one was blue, and the other pink. But the most amazing on was the splattered one. We decided to put our hand prints on it too.

"shall we go m'lady, we should get cleaned up". She closed the door behind her. We got on the ground and started walking back towards the car.

We got back to my house, just about to walk in when Louis appeared in the doorway. He looked at us up and down, we were still covered in paint. He laughed then spoke.

"noway you're coming like that inside, Liam would have a heart attack. Go in the back I'll turn the sprinklers on" he disappeared back in the house. We walked in the backyard waiting for the sprinklers. Water started shooting out of them. We ran through them. Hand in hand, laughing.

"ahhh it's so cold" she screamed, our cloths were soaking wet by now.

"may I have this dance?" I asked laughing. I took her hand, one hand was on her waist and we started jumping around and laughing.

"there's no way we're getting cleaned up like that" she laughed.

"today was probably the best day, we should paint more often" I kissed her sweet lips.

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