Kian: "Which one should I wear?" You asked, holding up to shirts side by side, currently only in your bra. He barely looked up from his phone, just nodded which was no help at all. A groan escaped your lips. "Seriously Kian?" At this point you were annoyed.
"Listen, I think you should wear whatever you want." He took the shirts out of your hands and set them on the bed. "You're so beautiful, it doesn't matter which one you wear," he paused to smile at you lovingly, "as a matter of fact I like you better with no shirt." He winked cheekily and grabbed you gently kissing you.
Trevor: "Everything looks so pretty." You mumbled in a near whisper, rain trickling down the car window. This was your favorite weather by far, just the rain and the cold.
"I don't know. I've seen prettier." He hummed in response. You looked over st him driving, his hand rested on yours.
"Like what?" The question slipped out, in confusion as to what could be prettier than this.
"You."
Ricky: "Why do you wear makeup?" He asked plainly as you dusted the powder across your cheeks. You paused briefly, then continued do lightly powder your face.
"Cause I feel better with it on. Why do you ask?" You were barely paying attention to the conversation as you slid the black eyeliner across your waterline.
"You're just so beautiful without it." He replied charmingly, mesmerized by you.
Jc: You stumbled into the kitchen after the previous night spent with your boyfriend, an unforgettable one by far. His big T-shirt draped over your soft skin, only underwear underneath. Your shoulder peeking out, just enough showing for him to softly place a kiss upon it. Your lips curved into a sleepy smile, still hardly awake.
"Beautiful. Absolutely, beautiful." He admired you with a grin.
Connor: "Remember that time we went to the beach and you wouldn't stop throwing sand at me so we ran down the beach and nearly went face first into the water?" You could barely keep yourself from laughing. These late night conversations were your favorite because they always ended up reminding you of memories with Connor.
"I remember how happy you were, the waves in front of you, you running without a care in the world." You smiled at his kind words. "You're just so.. " he paused, his arm loosely hanging around your waist. "Beautiful."
Sam: "Can you toss me that mug?" You grumpily asked, annoyed that you were left to do the dishes. Of course this was your least favorite chore of them all, but Sam and you made a bet, and you lost. He handed it to you with a smirk, a victorious smile on his face.
"What are you smiling about?" You stuck your tongue out at him and frowned. He just laughed.
"Even with that grumpy face you're still unbelievably beautiful."
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Sorry that I haven't updated wow I'm actual trash. Anyways, hope you like this quick update. Hopefully I'll get back in the writing 'mood' soon, after all summer is coming up which is gonna give me tons of free time.
Love you guys!
-hailee
