You and Louis have gone for a walk one sunny Sunday afternoon when the skies suddenly get really dark, and rain lashes down from nowhere. You both let out small screams of surprise as the cold rain hits your skin and summer clothes. Within seconds you’re both soaked to the bone. Louis grins at you, that cheeky smile and there’s a familiar glint in his eye.
Louis: PUDDLE JUMPING! He takes your hand and starts running, you manage to keep up with him as you jump in big and small puddles alike. Your jeans and his chinos are darker than the rest of your clothes from the ankle to the knee, but neither of you care as the giggles pass your lips with each jump. As you jump in one puddle you splash him unexpectedly, he lets out some sort of war cry and as you make your way home you’re constantly kicking water at each other. You eventually arrive back home, where you change into dry clothes, tea is made and you snuggle up on the sofa with the television on.
Louis: I love you.
You: I love you too.
