PREPARE YOURSELVES
FOR THE CUTENESS OVERLOAD.
mKAY

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"Laurence," I giggle while watching my chocolate haired boyfriend fall over a fence. He laughs loudly once he lands on the floor which could only make me smile.

"Come on, chipmunk," he grins, waving for me to hop over the fence. We may or may not be trespassing into our old high school's football field. It was past school hours, but however, it was still daylight out.

"We could get in trouble for this!" I whisper-shout. Laurence rolls his sky blue eyes, his hand trailing down my arm and to my wrist.

"We'll be fine, baby. I promise," he whispers, kissing my cheek softly. I sigh with a groan as he begins leading me to the bleachers. His hand was still clasped on my wrist, though he was being gentle.

"Baby, where are you taking me?" I laugh. He stops in his tracks, turning around quickly and smacking his lips onto mine. I smile lovingly in the kiss, feeling his hand trail from my wrist to my hand, intertwining our fingers together. We pull away from the sweet kiss, Laurence grinning widely.

"No more questions, okay chipmunk? I just want to spend time with you," He says, with a taffy pink blush over his cheeks. It goes silent for a while, both of us looking out onto the field. Our hands were still locked together.
I smile lightly, remembering how in high school I would sit at the bottom of the bleachers so that whenever Laurence was playing I could have a better view. I also remember how every time Laurence's football team scored a touchdown, the chocolate haired boy would immediately run to me, hopping up and standing at the ledge of the bleachers, just to kiss me. He was adorable. I wonder if he is thinking the same thing. I look over to him but only to see him looking back at me with love in his eyes.

I blush, "Stop staring at me like that," I mutter. He chuckles and pecks my cheek.

"Like how?"

"Like I'm perfect."

"Well you are, baby," He kisses me again.

"You are so romantic," I giggle, tightening my grip on his hand. He wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer. "Laur?"

"Hmm?"

"Why do you call me chipmunk?"

"Because chipmunks are wild, playful, fast, and adorable, just like you," Laurence kisses me, making me blush a ruby red. It was weird. Times like these where whenever he holds my hand, I automatically feel protected and safe.

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