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I walk back to the living room and I see Theo on the couch with the remote in his hand.

"You ready?"

"yep" I say while hopping next to him." Honestly I am scared that he has picked something embarrassing of me. Theo takes the big white comforter and places it on top of us. He clicks the play button and tries to hold in his laughter. I immediately see what he was laughing at. We were watching the secret life of an American teenager. He was laughing because I specifically told him not to play that show ever.

"Theodore! I told you to never play that!" I say in between laughter.

"Pretty pleaseeee shailene." He pouts while sticking out his bottom lip.

"Fine." I can't believe I'm doing this. I only said yes because of the puppy dog face Theo gave me.

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After a marathon of the secret life of an American teenager I begin to doze off. I look up to see Theo who is sleeping peacefully. He is so adorable when he sleeps. That's when I get the idea to be evil. I grab a black washable marker (because I'm not that mean) and begin to draw a big fat line from one eyebrow to the other to make a uni brow. I then take the marker and draw a mustache and a beard. He begins to stir. I hesitantly hide the marker but luckily he doesn't wake up. I start again with the words "shai was here :)". I giggle at the piece of art I had just made. I take a picture of him on my phone so I can keep it forever.

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"SHAILENE DIANN WOODLEY!" I can't stop laughing. He storms into the living room. "Ha ha, your not going to think it's funny when I do this..." He pushes me onto the couch and crawls on top of me, he then takes his hand and wipes some of the now black liquid off of his face on to mine. "No Theo!" I say while squirming around.

"Now you get to wipe all of this of my face." He chuckles. And walks over to the kitchen and hops onto the counter. I walk over to him still laughing from earlier. I grab a paper towel and get it wet in the sink. I grab another one so I can dry his face afterwards. I grab the two paper towels and walk in between his legs so I can wipe the marker off his face easier. I begin wiping off my masterpiece. I notice how beautiful his eyes are, chocolate brown that you can get lost in forever. I just wish he felt the same way about me.

"All done." I say with a smile. He cups my face with both of his hands and starts inching towards my face and I can feel his lips on mine. I kiss back, after a few seconds he looks into my eyes and is about to say something before his phone cuts him off. It's Ruth.

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