You walked down the frosted streets of England. The illuminated street lights showing your breath as you hurried home, burying your chin in the collar of your winter coat. "Oof!" You yelped falling on your butt feeling the wet snow seep through your jeans. "I am so sorry, this is why I don't go outside. Let me help you up." A familiar voice apologized stretching a hand out. You grabbed his gloved hand seeing your friend Dan Howell's face. You pulled him on to the ground laughing at him seeing you were now both soaked. "You suck mate." He said getting up, pulling you with him. "You're welcome!" You answered. Looking up watching more snow fall. You closed your (E/C) eyes, sticking your tongue out catching a few snow flakes on it. You looked over at Dan, he was laughing! His brown eyes were scrunched at the sides, white flakes falling in his beautiful brown hair. He soon stopped and looked into your (E/C) eyes. "You're beautiful," he said, making your cheeks light up. Snow melting off your skin. "No really." He said walking closer to you wiping some snow out of your (H/C) Hair. He walked over to you and lightly kissed your cheek. He grabbed your hand, pulling you along with him. You two walked down the dark snowy path. Not knowing where you were going, you were just happy in each other's company.
