all of a sudden i felt a cold sensation run down my leg and i looked down to see a popped water balloon laying by my foot. "nat!". she laughed as she hid behind a bin. "oh you're so on". i grabbed as many balloons as my hands could hold and waited until the right moment to throw.
she finally popped her head above the bin which gave me a clear shot. i got her right in the head. she was soaked. "elise!". i couldn't stop laughing because she looked so incredibly cute with wet hair and her makeup dropping down her face.
i kept moving from place to place to get a better shot, which worked in my favor because she hadn't hit me once after her first shot.
after a few minutes it got quiet. i couldn't find her and then all of a sudden i get tackled to the ground. there she was with a red balloon in hand ready to throw, but before she could i jerked my body to the side which made her fall. we fought and laughed until our stomachs felt harsh pain. after our laughter had died down i looked at her and she still looked beautiful even with her makeup all down her face and her hair wet and frizzy. it's what i love about her. everything about her is perfect to me. and every second i look i her, the more i fall in love.
we laid there in the grass holding hands. her hand perfectly fitting into mine, as if it were molded to be. she's perfect.
i look over at her and can't help but stare. after a few seconds of my gaze, she looked at me and smiled with that unbelievably contagious smile of hers. that perfectly crooked smile paired with those beautiful brown, soft eyes is the best sight i've ever seen. that is until she sneakily took a hidden water balloon and hit me with it. i was soaked yet, again. so i got on top of her to show where the dominance lied between us. i straddled her and smiled down at her perfect face.
even though i had a tight grip on her she wouldn't give up. she kept fighting and fighting with short breathes, "baby!". suddenly my body had relaxed and released all tension with the sound of that word. baby. i smiled so hard at her while she returned with a confused look, "what?". "i just. i love it when you call me baby". after those words slipped from my mouth, she had met the pads of her fingertips to my cheek to stroke, "i love...you".
after hearing those words i leaned down and met my lips with hers. her lips were soft and round and full. and perfect. she was gentle but with enough passion to make my heart flutter every single second. it was perfect. she was perfect. and i loved her.
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this has been in my drafts for months bc i don't like it, but here have it anyways :) thank you for reading and not hating me for never updating
