Tickle Fight

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(Paige's P.O.V)
I woke up in Marshall's arms. He was still snoring away. He looks really cute when he's sleeping. I grab my phone from the changer next to the bed and take a couple pictures of him. *clickkkkk* Oh no, my sound is on. "Are you taking pictures of me?" a sleepy Marshall asks while smiling his cute little smile. "Yes, in fact I was. You're so cute when you sleep." "Haha thanks Paigey." "You're very welcome Marshy." I say while smiling. He sits up and looks at me while biting his lips. "What?" I ask. He doesn't say anything, he just keeps looking at me. Then out of the blue he gets on top of me and starts tickling me. "MARSHALL! STOP'" I tell while laughing. "Neverrrrrr." He didn't stop tickling me so I pushed him down on the bed so he was laying down and I get on top of him. I start tickling him and say, "Look who's getting tickled now." He grabs my hands and pulls me so I'm laying down on him, inches away from his face. He then lifts his head up to kiss me. He lets go of my arms and I put them on his face while he wraps his arms around my waist. After seconds of kissing he starts tickling me again which makes me jump a little, breaking the kiss. "Ahhh, Marshall." I say while trying to get him to stop. He gets on top of me and continues to tickle me, so I give him a little nudge and he falls off the bed, but he grabs me and we both tumble 3 feet to the ground. I land on top of him and we both start laughing. "I love you Marshy." "I love you too Paige." Then he says, "I hope we're together forever!" and then he smiles and kisses me softly. "Paige?" "yes Marshall." "Get ready, I have a surprise for you. Wear something nice."

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