"Baby?" Jack said opening the door to our bed room.
"Oh, you're back from the studio," you stopped dancing around to Taylor swift music.
"Yeah, gilinsky finished faster then we thought he would," he walked closer to you and rested his hands on your waist. "I'm digging the get up," he nervously laughed.
I looked down at my Nike pros and black with white striped cropped top. "I was going to clean the house, but I turned on 1989 and I started dancing," you put your arms around his neck.
"You still feel like dancing?" He pulled his phone out of his pocket and turned on his blue tooth. Secondhand Serenade, A Twist In My Story came through the speakers, he threw his phone on to the bed and his hand return to you waist.
I laughed at him a rested my head onto his chest as we moved around the bedroom.
"You can't dance for shit, jack," you let out a small laugh as he lightly steps on your foot.
"This is too slow," he stops dancing at walks over to the bed grabbing his phone and switching it to Groove.
"Wow, get that promo, babe," you smile at him.
You sing along to gilinsky's parts and jack does his. As you guys jump around on the bed screaming the lyrics.
"You," he pushes you lightly onto the bed. "Need to sing more often." he falls open top of you with his legs by your sides. Not putting all his weight on you.
"You," you put your hands on the back of his neck. "Need to kiss me." you pull his face to yours.
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I got my iPad back up and running. I like writing on that more then on my phone or on the computer.
So yay
I have so much going on because of the holidays oh my noodle.
Oh and btw, happy new year and merry Christmas🎉🎁🎄
I should be cleaning but i wrote this, whoo go me.
💕live simply, so others can simply live," - Matthew lee Espinosa💕
😁smile, I know it's hard sometimes. But I know your strong enough."
Love you guys
//makayla\\
-33 days clean as of 2-1-15-
