Love Story-One shot
The leaves fluttered past my window, the breeze making a beautiful song on the branches. Fall was a beautiful time, time for nippy nights and mornings and colors beyond the imagination. Jason's eyes reminded me of the fall. "Babe, what are you writing?" His voice crept up, tiptoeing down my spine. I felt his breath on my ear as he attempted to read over my shoulder. I closed my notebook quickly, giggling as I turned to wrap my arms around his neck. "It's not finished." I stated simply, and he tried to pull a fast one, kissing my jaw and reaching for the papers. "Good attempt, Bond. 007, is that your IQ?" I winked playfully as he gawked at me and started chasing me around the room. We were always like this, playful, flirty...and at times we were very serious. Jason backed me up into a wall, locking me in with his arms on each side of my head. His gaze softened and a smirk pulled at the corners of his mouth. "I just want to know what it's about." A blush covered my cheeks. I didn't want to admit that the story was about us. I pretended to zip my lips and his smile turned maniacal. His fingers attacked my sides, tickling until I dropped my notebook to hold my organs inside. He dove for it and ran to my bathroom, locking himself in. "JASON YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING!" I screamed, banging on the door, laughing at the evilness of my boyfriend. I sank to the ground outside of the door at I realized what was happening. A few minutes later, and the door jarred open, causing me to drop backwards. I was stuttering like a kindergartner trying to answer a math question. "So do we get married in the end?" he whispered, linking his arms behind my back and pulling us forehead to forehead. I chuckled, and shrugged asking if he wanted to. "Forever."