Jack Johnson and you have been dating for a really long time. You didn't expect him to ever ask you out. You aren't the most popular, after all. When he asked you out, you said yes right away. You were hanging out with him this morning. You decided to go skate boarding. You grab your skate board from your closet and he grabs his from under your bed. He keeps one in your room in case you guys want to go. You aren't the best skateboarder, and he knows it. Once you both have them, you make him go out of your room, so you can change out of your sweatpants that you wore when you were cuddling watching Disney Junior earlier. He says, "No, y'n. I promise I won't look, but I just want to stay in the room."
"No Jack," you say patting his head.
"Fine," he says with a pouty face. "But I'm not going to like it."
"I know sweetie," you say pecking him on the cheek.
He turns and walks out of the room.
You pull off the sweatpants, and slip on some shorts. You run back downstairs with your skateboard. You look around and can't find Jack. You look around the corner, and he runs at you and tackles you. All you can do is laugh. He pins you under himself and kisses your forehead, then your nose, then your cheek, then your lips, all very softly. "You give me butterflies," you say. "You know that?"
"That's a good thing," he says, still holding you to the ground.
"Why's that?" I ask.
"I know you'll never leave me, because I also know you won't settle for anything less than butterflies," he says smiling at you. You get off the floor, and grab your skateboards. You both run out the door, hand in hand. You fall down when you get halfway down the street. He grabs your arm and pulls you up. You get up and back on your skateboard. You feel an arm wrap around your stomach, and look back. Jack smiles at you and says, "I got you."
