The Photographer | Jyatt

|Chapter 20|

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JAEDEN

"First one there has to pay for dinner tonight"

"Oh you're on, Lieberher" Finn scoffed playfully.

The four of us raced to the Ferris Wheel towering over our moon-lit bodies, but Wyatt and I let Jack and Finn win.

"We call...Dairy...Queen...tonight" Jack panted.

I glanced at Wyatt and he smiled.

"Fine" he chuckled. "Deal's a deal"

"Yes!" Finn and Jack cheered, and embraced each other tight.

This time, Wyatt glanced at me, eyes twinkling, dimples prominent as he grasped my hand. I grinned at him and he kissed my cheek.

"Come on, you goofs" he laughed as he grabbed Finn's shoulder, bringing Jack with him.

The four of us made it to the front line and climbed into separate cars.

"You two go ahead" I waved them off.

"Okay, see you guys in a minute" Finn shrugged, and sat down next to Jack in a car by themselves.

Wyatt and I stepped up into our own car and he let me in first.

"My prince" he smirked and held his hand out.

I blushed and took it. He helped me into the car and sat down next to me. The carnie pressed the button, and we were hoisted up.

I glanced at Finn and Jack below us and noticed how happy they were.

"I think we did pretty good" I smiled, and Wyatt followed my eyes.

"Yeah we did" he chuckled in agreement.

"They're lucky, though" I said enviously.

"How so?" he questioned.

"They don't have to worry about stuff that we do. They don't have dying siblings or unaccepting parents..."

Wyatt let out a deep breath and pulled me closer.

"Jae, it's okay, don't worry. Those two goofs may not have to sneak around, but that doesn't make them any luckier than we are. How often do you find a love that makes you happy, regardless of the circumstances?"

I chuckled dryly.

"Yeah, you're right" I agreed. "You're always right. Except when you talk shit on yourself"

He blushed.

"I'll work on that, my dear" he smiled and kissed my cheek.

Whereas Wyatt and I kept it PG, Finn and Jack practically swallowed each other the whole ride.

"Should we grab them, or..." Wyatt asked.

I rolled my eyes and kept walking.

"I'm surprised they have their clothes on"