This Love (Paige Bueckers)

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narrative and insta

two days later

Paige pov

"Paige," iris says. "where are we going?"

"you'll seeeee," I say for the fifth time.

I have a surprise for Iris so I've blindfolded her and we are driving there now. people probably think she's been kidnapped.

we arrive at the place and I step out to open her door for her.

"can I take off the blindfold now?" she asks.

"yup," I smile.

she pulls off the blindfold and smiles.

"Paige," she giggles. "why are we at a pet shelter?"

"we're getting a cat," she answer.

"WHAT?!" she jumps up and down.

"let's go," I grab her hand and start to run through the parking lot. "we have to go before they're all gone!"

"Paige!" she laughs. "they aren't going to run out!"

"no shit," I say. "im just impatient!"

we run until we get the door.

we walk inside and start to walk towards the cats area.

"im going to pass out," she says, out of breath.

"don't do that," I laugh. "I'd prefer to get married to an alive woman."

"I love hearing you say that," she says.

"what?"

"that we're getting married," she clarifies.

"we are," I smile. "unless you decide we're not, in which I would get the cat."

she laughs as we keep walking towards the cats.

we're still holding hands when we make it to the cats. I don't know if she's noticed, but I had this place booked out so that we wouldn't have to worry about paparazzi.

"no," an old lady says. "none of that here."

"what?" Iris asks.

"none of that gay stuff," she says.

"you work at a place that sells cats," I point out. "im about 99.99 percent sure that you've come across lesbians before."

"I don't give a shit about what I've seen before," the lady says. "you two need to leave."

"Cynthia!" I younger voice yells. "stop trying to scare away the gays!"

she younger girl runs over to us.

"sorry about her," she says. "she's a little conservative."

"I can tell," I laugh.

"are you Paige?" she asks.

"yup."

"alright," she says. "follow me, I think I have one just like you described on the phone."

"what?" Iris whispers in my ear.

"just come on," I smile to her.

we follow the girl and see her holding a very small black cat.

"this is Kat," the girl says. "I did not name her."

"SHES SO CUTE!!!" Iris squeals, taking the cat.

"just be careful," the girl says. "she not too fond of people most of the time."