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Happy, Hayes, Ryann

RYANN'S POV
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"Wear something warm baby," Hayes says, coming into the room and wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

"What did you mean?" I ask, turning around to kiss his lips.

"We're going to go ice skating," he says, holding my hand and kissing the top of my forehead.

"Oh my, you're going to have to hold my hand. I'm not good at that," I reply, laughing.

He laughs as well and turns around to look at me.

"I'll hold your hand," he nods, "now go get ready, Ry," he says, and I give him a quick kiss before leaving the bedroom.

I grab my clothes and head to the shower. I lay my clothes on my cubby rack, that way they don't get wet, and I also grab a towel. Undressing myself, I turn on the water and hop in, grab the shampoo bottle, and lather it into my hair. Finishing up in the shower, I grab the towel and dry myself off, before plugging in my hair dryer. Once I fix my hair up into a pony tail, and move onto my makeup. I do a very natural look, and get dressed.

"Baby?" I say walking down the stairs, and I see him on his phone, while he sat on the couch.

Walking up behind him, I placed my arms around him and watched as he tweeted a few people on twitter. He looked up at me with his adorable smile, which caused me to smile. I reached down to connect my lips with his, and I smiled into it.

"Ready?" I asked him. He stood up and wrapped his arms around me tightly, and I smiled while hugging him back.

"Yes I am, I see you're ready. You look beautiful, as always," he says with a huge smile, before grabbing my hand.

"Thank you Hayes," I say with a small blush creeping on my cheeks. "And you look perfect like you always do," I hummed, while opening the front door.

He thanked me with a kiss on the top of my head, and then shut the door behind us. Hayes opened the passenger's door for me and I hoped in, before closing it.

We drove to the skating rink and turned the radio up, along with the heat; it's very cold outside. He turned up the radio when an old One Direction song came on, and I looked over to him with a smile. I began singing the words to Kiss You, while looking at him, as if I were singing it to him. Hayes laughed at me before grabbing my hand, and sang the very few words that he knew.

Once we got there, I got out and he walked over to my side of the car. Hayes grabbed my hand as we walked into the skating rink. We got our skates and went to the seats to put them on, and he helped me stand up to walk over to the rink.

"Hayes I'm going to be very bad at this," I muttered, a little bit embarrassed.

He laughed at me slightly before I hit his arm, and he kissed my forehead.

"Ryann you'll be fine. I'm right here baby, I have your hand. I'm good at this," he said with a huge smile.

I nodded and began to slowly move my feet, gliding around the edges.

"Ryann you're honestly not even bad at it," he said and I shrugged.

"I'm making the same feet movement as you are," I laughed, and he did too.

It became more fun as time passed, since I was learning it pretty well. Hell, I even did a twirl. When it came towards the end, my feet started to hurt a bit, and so did Hayes.

"This is the longest time I went. Usually I can only last about two hours. We were skating for almost four," he said laughing slightly, and I smiled at him.

"I had a ton of fun, thank you for taking us here. We should definitely come back," I say, as we put our stuff away and head out the door.

"It was another day well spent with you, I love you Ryann," he said, as he kissed my lips, and I kissed back.

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