Grace G POV
Taylor and I decided to meet Jc and Grace by this local ice cream place called Luckys.
I immediately thought of Niall, hence the name Lucky and Niall being Irish. I chuckled at myself as I walked up to the counter.
"2 small vanilla cones, a medium chocolate and vanilla twist, and a medium chocolate cone." I said and the lady nodded as I stood back waiting for our order.
"TAY TAY." I heard a male voice and looked over to see Jc running over to hug Taylor while Grace walked behind laughing.
"Jc, you're a freak." Taylor managed to say whole Jc gave him a bone crushing hug.
"Order 214!" The lady yelled and I took the four cones carefully and handed Jc the chocolate, Grace a vanilla, and Taylor the twist. I licked my vanilla cone and laughed at Taylor's messy face.
I took a napkin and wiped his mouth and he chuckled. He dipped his finger in the chocolate side of his twist and put it on the tip of my nose.
I rolled my eyes and he pecked my nose, getting the ice cream off my nose.
"Jc, promise me we will never be like that." Grace said nonchalantly and I bursted out laughing. Jc shrugged and smiled.
"I think it's cute." He blushed and Grace smirked.
"AWH, whittle Justin has a soft spot." She mocked and I laughed a little harder. We finished our cones and decided to take Jc's car and we would come back for Taylor and I's later.
Jc started the car and we started driving around. I watched as we passed some shops that were cute, I made a mental note to visit some of them tomorrow.
I felt someone take my hand and I looked over at Taylor smiling. I gave his hand a squeeze as I continued to look outside.
"I say, we stay until late." Jc said and we all agreed. I watched as the car slowly stopped and I looked over at Jc.
"Bruh, where are we?" Taylor asked in a surfer accent and I laughed. Jc smiled and we stepped outside the car to see a small shop.
"Couples Boutique"
I smiled at the name and we walked in. There were a ton of shirts, hats, jackets, necklaces, you name it and it had something to do with a couple.
I smiled as I walked around with Taylor. I stopped and examined two black sweatshirts with white writing.
One said 'Mrs.' And one said 'Mr.' I looked at Taylor and smiled widely.
"It's early, but it's perfect, baby." He smiled as we checked out. I laughed as Jc and Grace had sweatshirts that said 'Aye she's mine' and one that said 'aye he's mine'
Perfect for them.
We checked out and got back in the car to start our journey again.
