Chapter 2

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   I took pictures of everything. The branches, the dark leaves, the bright leaves, the sky, the old wooden swings, and even pictures of him, Harold. I took pictures of him taking pictures, I took pictures of his eyes, I took pictures to his Curly hair, I took pictures of his beautiful hands. Of course I did it without him noticing. He slightly turned around and made eye contact with me, Thank God I wasn’t taking a picture of him at that moment. Okay, I know it sounds creepy to take picture of someone secretly, but he was perfect. He was a magnet to my camera. He was just so imperfectly perfect that his beauty was like highlighted from everything. His lips, Yeah I took pictures of his lips.

   I concentrated on nature now. An orange butterfly flew across my eyes and landed on a beautiful bright pink flower. I slowly moved towards it trying not to make it fly away. I quickly took a picture of it, Then from another angle, and another. “snap” I heard a camera really close from me. I turned around and he was there, standing. “Why did you just take a picture of me?” I asked hiding the fact that I already had hundreds of him. “I took a picture of you taking a picture to the butterfly, it’s a beautiful scenario” He said giving me a cheeky smile. “Whatever” I said. “Look!” He said showing me the picture. It’s true, It was beautiful. How my eyes looked concentrated on my camera, The butterfly’s opened wings, It was pretty amazing. I looked at some more pictures of his camera. Branches, trees, leaves, the same old wooden swings, and then tons of pictures of me. Pictures of me taking pictures, Pictures of me thinking. I smiled. He quickly reacted and took the camera away from me. “I’m sorry” I said.

   A loud crowd interrupted our awkward silence. “Shit” he muttered. He quickly put the glasses back on. “Who are you hiding from?” I asked.

  “It’s complicated” he said. He wrapped his arms around me “Please just hug me” He said.

  “Why?” I said creped out.

  “Just do it.” He whispered. Somehow I hugged him. I don’t normally hug strangers but he made me feel kind of dumbed or high, like he just had to say something for me to do it. The crowd seemed to be louder. “Who are they?” I insisted.

 “I said it’s complicated!” He argued. I finally got to see what the crowd was. Lots and lots of paparazzis. Taking pictures everywhere. They looked like they were looking for someone, for someone important. He let me go but gave the back to the papparazzis. “Wow looks like someone famous is around” I said joking. “Yeah” He said looking around searching for something or someone.

  “Wait. Are you hiding from them? Who are you?” I said. He said nothing. He kept looking around for something. “Are you a criminal?” I said. His mouth was shut. “Cab!” He screamed. As soon as he said this of all the paparazzi mobbed us. “Snap! Snap! Snap!” I was blinded by the camera flashes. He grabbed my arm with so much strength. “Where are you taking me?! Who are you?!” I screamed scared. He said nothing but pushed through the crowd without letting me loose. He got me in the cab and said nothing.

  “You have to give me answers! You are scaring the shit out of me!” I yelled.

 “I’ll give you answers when we get there” He said. “Now put this on” He said giving me his sun glasses. He grabbed my arm and pulled me off the car with him. “Where are you taking me?” I said. “Put the glasses on, Look down, and pretend like nothing is happening” He said in-between his teeth. My heart was beating so fast. What the hell was happening? Who was this guy? Where the hell is he taking me? Am I being kidnapped? “Please let me go”

 “I can’t” He said.

 “Why?”

 “Because you’ll get mobbed by papparazzis and they won’t stop till you give them what they want” He said pulling me into a building.

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