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Song for this chap: Paper Hearts by Tori Kelly 🎶🌌
"Love me, love me -"
As we were in the middle of the chorus of Say That You Love Me by The Cardigans, the music suddenly cut off.
"Come on, let's go, Am!"
He said as he held my hand and escorted me down from the limousine.
Fortunately, we were the last ones out of the limousine; our hands let go until we arrived inside the mansion, only because my hand lost grasp because I was in shock of how beautiful every aspect of the mansion was. We ventured out onto a candle lit lawn in the back, decorated with silver and navy blue accents everywhere.
He suggested I take my heels off because something fun was to come. He held me so I could take my heels off. As I carried my heels in one hand, and rested my other hand on my hip, I felt someone grab the heels out of my hands; and it was John. :')
I felt him looking at me, so I looked over and he was smiling tenderly.. Barefoot and freedom-craving, our eyes showed a mischievous look, our hearts pounding so hard from excitement.
We took a breath and ran towards the end of the lawn, where there was a path to the beach.
We laughed, and slowed down just as we approached the path.
"Should we go down there?" I naughtily asked, with a smirk on my face.
"Uhhhhhhhhh," He pretended to hesitate, then broke into a big, toothy smile. "YASSSSSSSSS!" He yelled at the top of his lungs in the highest pitch he could, while his voice cracked and ran away towards the water.
I laughed so hard I rolled to the place he was. He helped me up with one hand, while jokingly chastising me with the other hand. He walked into the water, and rose his graduation gown, which was still on; and then like the little tramp he is, he splashed so much water onto me that it didn't matter if I got wet.
I screamed, and then laughed, as he pulled me into the water and tickled my ribs so I would be defenseless, because I hit hardddddd.
After a couple of minutes of wading, we got tired because, as he would say, "Bruh! Those currents were stronnnnnnngggg. Like me... 😏"
After that joke, I slapped his arm and he fell into the water, as I walked away like a bawssss!
To get back at me, he creeped up behind me, emerging from the water, and tickled me as I fell to the floor.
There we both lay on the floor; side by side, looking at the stars.
Nothing could be more perfect.
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