SPACES [Editing]

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

This is a work of fiction, but it could also be a vessel for art appreciation and education. The artists mentioned in this chapter are real artists, and the facts stated about them are factual.

(I know these things because I'm currently taking an art app course. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about)

(Although there's no such museum which houses all of their works.)

Louis Tomlinson

"Baby, get up." Harry tapped my face repeatedly to wake me up.

"Five minutes," I mumbled, snuggling into his chest.

"You said that ten minutes ago," he laughed. "C'mon, love."

"One minute, then." I puckered up. "Kiss."

"Too cute." He leaned down to place a kiss on my lips.

"Don't use your adorable card on me," he continued. "We have a city to explore."

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The car was how I expected it to be. Simple.

"Here's your key. If you need another car, or anything else, you know what to do." Andy told Harry.

"We do. Need something else, I mean." Harry tapped his shoulder so he could move closer and whispered something to him. Andy just nodded.

"Alright, thank you." He waved goodbye before opening the door for me.

"What else could you possibly need?" I asked him.

"Just...a couple of things we need. Don't worry about it." He said, starting the car. "Shall we?"

"We shall."

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"Look how those girls are eyeing you. One day in this country and you already have Italian admirers?" Harry pointed out. We were sitting in a restaurant, waiting for our food. I didn't even notice the girls, but now that he pointed them out, I realized how much they were looking at me.

There were three girls who were Italian, I could guess by their features, and one of them just smiled and waved at me. I just gave them an awkward smile.

"You jealous?" I asked Harry. I know he isn't, he's different when he's real jealous.

"No, it's just strange. Most guys would love to get that much attention from girls."

"Well most guys don't have someone like you," I took his hand and held it up against my lips. "And as flattering as it might seem to be, I don't really need their attention."

He smiled back at me and I moved my seat closer to him. "Would it be okay to kiss you?"

We're not very much into PDA, but that's all I really wanna do right now. I wanna show him off. I wanna taste his mouth. I wanna run my fingers through his hair and touch his cheeks and just show him how much I want to be here with him. God, I love him so much.

He nodded. I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips, with him responding right away.

"Are we putting on a show?" He smiled and broke the kiss.

"Shhh, don't ruin it. It's just you and me." I kissed him again and wrapped my arm around his waist, earning a soft moan from him.

"Boo," he put his arm on my thigh, moving up to the pocket. "Your phone's ringing."