Butterflies

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*Hunter's POV*

By now it was morning and we had talked through the whole night. Hannah explained that the song was not about me, which I am still not sure I believe and then got to know each other better. I never thought it was possible for one person to love music just as much as I did, but Hannah proved me wrong.

*Hunter's POV*

By now it was morning and we had talked through the whole night. Hannah explained that the song was not about me, which I am still not sure I believe and then got to know each other better. I never thought it was possible for one person to love music just as much as I did, but Hannah proved me wrong. I threw on some black jeans, a white v-neck and my converse and headed over to Hannah's house.

*Hannah's POV*

I put on my favorite white flowered dress with white sandals and had just finished curling My hair when I heard the door bell ring. Knowing it was Hunter made the butterflies in my stomach go crazy. I ran down the stairs where I was greeted by none other than Mr Hunter Hayes and we heeded out for the beautiful picnic that he had planned.

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