When You Came

Chapter 40: Photoshootin'

Chapter 40: Photoshootin'

HUNTER'S POV

I couldn't help but to smile the rest of the day. That girl has me on a spell, and I'm just the helpless little traveler, and she's the wicked witch.

The only thing between us is love.

Pure fucking love.

I wanted to know what she's doing during the day, but on the ride home, I decided it didn't really matter.

My phone buzzed, and I quickly checked it, an email from Teen Magazine. I lock my phone until I reach my driveway. I check it.

Dear Hunter Samuels,
We would love it if you and your girlfriend Brooklyn Greene would come to California on the 4th of February for a photoshoot. The Love issue is coming up, and we would love it if you guys (cutest couple of the year) would be the cover. Please let us know as soon as possible. We will supply everything for you guys, to make it the most romantic trip.
Sincerely,
Joanne Keller
CEO of Teen Magazine

I let out a little hurray as I lock my phone. This is perfect. I hope Brooklyn would be up for this.

It's this next week too. So we'd miss school. I know we've missed a lot of school, but we aren't falling behind, which is amazing.

I go inside and to the basement to see if B was there. She wasn't.

So I just go on the couch, and look at my Twitter. I had posted a video of her seeing Sawyer, and it's trending still. I look on my Instagram and I posted a gorgeous picture of my love, as she's blowing out the candles.

Why was I so blessed that she's mine? More than I could ever wish for, and she's all mine.

******

"I can't believe we were asked to do this!" Brooklyn walks eagerly down the airport with me. We both had shades and hats on, but people were still taking pictures of us. I felt bad for her, but she didn't seem bothered.

I grab her hand for comfort, and she smiles. The million dollar smile.

"I love you Brooklyn." I say, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

"I love you too, Hunter." She smiles.

We go to the gate where our plane is about to leave. We have first class tickets, and we are seated immediately. I allowed Brooklyn get the window seat.

And before we know it, we're flying across the country, to sweet ol' California.

We walk to our driver hand in hand, and all the way to the hotel, which we both just fall asleep immediately.

****

"Now kiss!" The photographer yells. We are basically in the middle of no where, pretty much making out in front of a crew of at least 10 people.

She's seated at the hood of an old white, pickup truck. And her legs are wrapped around me, which I'm standing in between them. She smiles into the kiss, and starts laughing uncontrollably.

"What's up, babe?" I smile too.

"This whole thing is just a free ticket to kiss you." She giggles.

I chuckle, shaking my head. "Sorry guys." I look to the crew. The photographer just keeps taking pictures, and the other people seem to care less.

"Aright, new position!" He says.

I help Brooklyn off the car, and she stumbles on a rock, causing her to fall over...pulling me as well.

We are both in a for of laugher as the photographer takes the chance to take pictures. I help her up, and she's moved to the inside of the car.

She's relaxing, legs laying on the cushion. Her head is out of the driver's window, where I'm standing. I couldn't help but to stare at her when she was getting into position.

Just everything about her...the thought of her makes me weak at the knees.

She's just a beautiful human being.

We take more pictures for about an hour longer (we switched locations and clothes of course) then we went back to the hotel.

I take a quick shower, and when I come out, Brooklyn is eating french fries, and watching Modern Family. "Favorite show." I point at the TV. "Don't look, I'm changing." Of course she looks back at that, and I just chuckle. "Or do. That's cool too."

"Whatever." She eats another fry, and turns to the TV. "What are we doing for the next two days?"

"Well tomorrow we have some interviews. Some are just for me, sorry B. Then Thursday we are meeting up with Tate, you know my YouTuber friend? And just hanging out. He's taking us somewhere for us to enjoy the day."

"How sweet." She takes another handful of fries. "These are fucking amazing." She says with her mouth full. I pull up my pants, and chuckle at her adorableness.

I take a seat next to her, and eat one of the fries. "These are good." I take some more.

"Don't take the whole thing!" She slaps my hand. "Order your own fries."

"Damn Brooklyn." I chuckle at her overprotective ways. "Learn to share." I take some more.

"I don't want to. Because why would I want to share you. You're all mine." She says, pouting her lips like a little child.

"Okay." I nod, putting my hands up to surrender. "Forget I said anything then."

"I will." She giggles, laying her head on my shoulder. "I will."