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¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ Hardin and Arabella had moved all of her stuff out of her dorm room and into the apartment. They spent even more time together after moving in with each other. It just seemed like the incident with her mom brought them closer together.
Their week consisted of them just chilling in their apartment and enjoying their lives together. Arabella was wearing a red Ramones tee shirt and just her underwear and Hardin wore a grey shirt and black pants. They had gotten Chinese food and were joking around with it. Arabella was eating noodles, when Hardin reached over and took her chopsticks out of her hands. He took a piece of chicken and brought it close to her mouth.
"Here." He says, holding it out towards her.
"Mm." She hums and he chuckles at her expression. Before she could bite the chicken, he snatches it away from her. She reaches for it again and this time he allows her to eat it. They both laugh at each other. They read the fortunes from their fortune cookies and laugh at what the little piece of paper predicted for them.
Another day, they were laying in bed, Arabella wearing a red tank top and blue shorts and she had her textbook in her hands, going over notes. Hardin had his head laying on her legs, as he tiptoed his finger tips up her bare thigh. Arabella giggled, being very ticklish in that spot, and kicked her other leg up. They started to have a pillow fight as well. Arabella hit Hardin over the head with a pillow and he threw one back at her. She beat him down onto the bed hitting him on the back, but he retaliated when she was caught off guard.
"Oh!" Arabella exclaims as Hardin throws a pillow at her face.
On Wednesday, they got in his car and drove to somewhere Hardin had in mind. Arabella had wanted to know where they were going, but of course he wouldn't tell her. It was a surprise. Arabella looks over at him as he drives and admires his features, at the same time he looks over at her and smiles. He takes her hand in his and brings it up to his lips kissing it. She looks out the window with a childish grin on her face.
Hardin had drove to a quiet, kind of secluded, grassy area. He set up a blanket and a small picnic basket that he hid in the trunk and he and Arabella had a peaceful picnic. It was the little, cute things like this that Arabella appreciated. Hardin was laying back on the blanket, propped up by his elbow. Arabella was laying on her side, her chin resting on Hardin's chest. He brushes a strand of her out of her face and she smiles up at him.
They both start to eat the food Hardin brought, and Arabella starts feeding him grapes. Hardin currently has about two grapes in his mouth and Arabella shoves another in there. Hardin makes a face with the grapes in his mouth and Arabella starts chuckling.
They sit on the blanket, Arabella's back against Hardin's chest, and watch the sun start to set. Arabella turns her head causing her nose to brush against Hardin's cheek, and they kiss. Hardin lightly grabs her chin, holding onto the side of her face.
