"Why did you take a picture of me" Calum laughed while trying to cover his face. "I like to take pictures of things I find beautiful" I smirked while adjusting the camera settings and getting ready to take another photo of the curly headed boy in front of me. "You think I beautiful?" He nervously laughing while knitting his eyebrows together. "I mean of course! Your brown eyes, soft hair, gentle features. How could you not be called beautiful." "There's no such thing as a guy being considered beautiful." He then glared at me and shoved his hands in his pockets then walked away.All Rights Reserved