ALAN WALKER

Daniel

(I Open my eyes)

I Think that I can finally admit that his laugh is one of the most wonderful sounds to ever grace my ears,I can also admit that I have fallen face first in love with Alan Spaziare Walker. And Frankly, me suddenly whipping out my camera and pointing  it at him as we both lounge under the bleachers, isn't as weird as it may seem. it was a prime photography moment.

I had to capture the image of him leaning against the grass, rays of light shining through the cracks and gaps of the bleachers, illuminating his auburn hair as it fell into his face , almost like a golden halo. The steady rise and fall of his chest as focused hazel eyes and full attention were fixated on the book resting in his hands.

I just have to get this moment captured.

And of course I flip on the flash so I don't disturb him only rookies make mistakes like that.

Slowly I move my finger towards the red capture button resting on my camera and.....

SH-CLICK

DanGIt  I forgot about the noise it made when you actually take the picture.

  Alan Screamed  he jumped so high that he hit his head on the bleacher above him, while his book unfortunately made contact with the dirt ground below us. He maneuvered his hand to rub the bump that was surely forming on his head, slowly he turned his head to me his hazel eyes frantically searching my face attempting to understand what just happened until they finally landed on the camera.

"Why do you have your cam-?"

the realization hits him

"OHh!"He exclaims as he literally face-palms 

(Even though he may have a slight concussion based off how hard he hit his head.)

 His face starts to colors a lovely shade of red. He bows his head in nervous attempt to hide behind his hair. He leans onto his side balancing his upper body on his arm, avoiding my eyes as he chokes on his words and stammers still clearly caught off guard.

" I-I You Yo- Could've just, like asked you kno-"

he sighs, taking a moment to compose himself, as he tries again  to complete his sentence.

"You could have just told me you wanted a picture Diggy, you know i have no problem with you taking pictures of me for your photography class"

he leans forward resting his chin in the palm of his hand a gentle breeze rustling the pages of his book as it lies on the ground long forgotten.

His eyes bore into me expecting a answer that could satisfy his curiosity.

So naturally my brilliant mind pieced together the brilliant idea 

ROMANCE THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF HIM. 

while Alan was still looking at me expecting an answer, I picked up his other hand and gently started running my thump over his knuckles. I raised my head and looked him directly in the eyes.

" This wasn't for photography class, I just saw you sitting there with the lighting perfectly hitting your face, I had to take a picture! what type of a photographer would I be if I failed to capture a photo of an angel."

I ran my thump over his knuckle and placed a light kiss on his hand.

I had the pleasure of watching as his face invent a new shade of red.

Got him .

He mumbled something unintelligible as he quickly pulled his hand away from mine his face morphed into a plethora of different emotions Embarrassment, Adoration, Anger.