We'd Still Worship This Love - Xavier Thorpe Love Story

We might just get away with it. Religions in your lips. even if its a false god. we'd still worship. we might just get away with it. the alter is my hips. even if its a false god. - Taylor Swift

I laughed and sat up straight, waiting for Xavier to tell me what to do.
"Just sit like that and smile," he said with a laugh.
I rolled my eyes and smiled, "how long is this going to take?" I asked as I watched the boy in front of me draw in a sketchbook.
"As long as it takes," he said.
Time passed and I began to get bored with waiting. Without him knowing, I grabbed a paintbrush full of paint and put the paint on the boy's face. I grinned at the look of horror on his face. He placed the sketchbook down and grabbed his own paintbrush, putting paint on my face. I laughed, got up and ran away from him, so he wouldn't get any more paint on me. Unfortunately for me, Xavier was right behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist holding me back.
"No," I cried, turning to face him, a grin on his face. I pushed the hair out of his eyes and kissed him. Why couldn't everyday feel like this exact moment?