“Tooomm. Stop it. I’m serious.” You whine, shielding your face.
“I’m not doing anything.” Tom smiled, snapping a picture.
“You better not be taking pictures of me Tom.” I warned.
“Why not? It’s cute seeing you mad.” he said.
“So you think I’m cute?” I said, looking at him. He blushed.
“What. No. I never said that.” he stuttered. I laughed and he snapped another photo.
“Tom!” I scowled. He laughed and I knocked him down.
“Hey!” he exclaimed. I took his camera and snapped some photos of him.
“How do you like it Holland?”
He smiled and tackled me down to the ground. I squealed and he took the camera from me, pinning my arms down afterwards.
We smiled at one another and he leaned in and kissed me.
“Can I take a photo of this?” he said, his lips hovering over mine. I smiled.
“I guess.” I said, bringing his face towards mine again. He smiled against my lips and i heard his camera shutter click.
“Now that. Is a keeper.” he said, looking at me.
“You didn’t even look at it. It could be blurry.” I said.
“Then I guess we’re gonna have to do more.” he said, bringing me towards his lips again. I smiled and let him.
“I guess so Holland.”