Tales For The Hopeless Romantics

Field Trip 2

YOUR POV

I have been taking photos all day, especially because I have a camera. Some of my classmates asked me to take their photos. I didn't mind, I really didn't. Even though my friends told me I didn't have to if I didn't want to, thats not the case. I did want to. Its my last year here... I wanted to make the best out of it.

I dont know when it was that i started walking away from my group. I wanted to take some photos other than just people, its so beautiful here.
It'd truly be a waste if I didn't take some photos of the view here too.

But the real view was him. Standing with his group, he was laughing. A rare sight. I dont know when my camera—that had been taking photos of the view here—turned to him, catching him in the frame and taking a photo of him. Just him.
Before I could even say something, he turned.
Shit.

HIS POV

Later—
She had her head down, her friends were walking infront of her while she kept fixated on her little camera, walking slowly behind them. I couldn't help but notice her, notice how she was being left behind even if it was because she wanted to be.

I dont know when it was that i found myself racing towards her slightly, stopping a few inches away from her as not to startle her. Though we had all stopped walking for the teacher, i doubt she was paying much attention to that.

"Hey Y/N!" One of the guys called from behind me, making her turn around a bit startled.
But she was even more startled once she found me right behind her as I was looking down at her.
"Can you take a few pictures of us please?"
We both stood there frozen, as if we both were caught in a lie.