scene: you went for a late night swim.

**modern times**

You, your friends and Peter were staying at a condo for the week in California. You all went on a trip to go see Hollywood.

Your first day was already almost over, the sun was setting and it turned a shade of pink mixed with some blue at the top, beautiful, was all you could think as you were floating around in the pool.

You had decided to go swim for a little before it got too late, you'd been out there for about twenty minutes now, just floating around and thinking about how lucky you were.

You were lucky to be there with all your friends, you were lucky to have someone who you loved and loved you back, you just couldn't believe how your life turned out.

foot steps brought you out of your thoughts, you looked over and saw Peter standing at the edge of the pool. He was just standing there, looking at you, with a smile plastered on his face.

"Hey Peter." You swam over to the side that he was on, he gently sat down and hung his legs in the water.

"hey Y/N." He replied as he began playing with his hair, while staring at you.

"Come here," you gestured for him to scoot closer, "Closer." you said again. He scooted close until you could reach his shirt with your hands, You immediately pulled him into the water. He hit the water and went under, when he came up he was trying not to smile but he couldn't hold it in.

"Why'd you do that?" he asked as he swam closer to you. he tried not to smile but it didn't work, you could see his lips forming a smirk.

"Because you were staring at me, I had to do something." you smiled and answered as you backed up trying to get away from him, but ran into the wall.

"What's wrong with me wanting to stare at my beautiful girlfriend." he emphasized the beautiful part. You smiled and tried not to blush as he came close enough that his body was touching yours.

"Thanks, but its still creepy." you replied as you wrapped your arms around his neck, even through you liked it, cause it made you feel wanted and pretty and beautiful.

he smirked, but brought his lips to yours.

it wasn't a fast paced kiss, it was a slow, caring, loving, sweet kiss.

You pulled away, a million things going through your mind. "How did I end up with you, you're too good for me, you could probably have anyone you want." you felt a tear come down your eye.

he wiped away the tear and looked you in the eye. "Hey don't ever say that, if anything you're to good for me. I'm so incredibly lucky to have you in my life and I wouldn't change a single thing." he cupped your cheeks and kissed you again, he pulled away slowly. "Well except you're last name." he chuckled.

"I love you." was all you could say.

"I love you to y/n."

omg, I loved writing this one, it was so sweet and just amazing. I was listening to slow songs (some of the songs from the previous chapter) and it made writing this even sweeter. listen to some of the songs I suggested in the last chapter while reading this.

any way, I hope you like it. comment, vote ect...

-AUTHOR

QOTD: what's your favorite thing to do when you have free time?

Be your own kind of beautiful.

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