Mine is horrible :(
Read Melissa's POV.Much much better then mine.
I was sitting across the fire with a a bottled water in my hand as I just sat there with nothing to do but talk to some brunette.
"Hey Ariana!"I heard someone shout.That got my attention and I stopped talking to the girl and turned my head to see who was calling out to me.
"Joey...Hello"I said standing up and talking small steps over to him.He walked around the fire and stood a few inches in front of me.
"Good evenin beautiful"He said smiling down at me as I rolled my eyes.
"It's nice to see you again"
"What?You don't seem thrilled to see me"He laughed.
"Sorry, I am.Sort of"I said cracking a grin and walked past him but I could hear his footsteps coming up to my side."Then we'll have to change that, huh?"
"Oh and how are you gonna do that?"I asked.
"I'll find a way."He said smirking as we walked and the moon light shined on him perfectly.
I looked at him from the corner of my eye as we now walked next to each other.
F.ck! This guy should not be allowed to be wearing a shirt!
I laughed to myself softly, shaking my head while looking down.Silence took over as we had nothing to say to each other.
When I looked up I felt the corners of my lips turn up as I saw a little playground for children.
I had always loved going to parks and playing around.
I laughed kneeling down and taking my shoes off running towards the swings.
"You've got to be kidding me!"I heard him shout after me and I just sat on the swings looking at him with a glint in my eyes.
It was my turn to smirk.
I expected him to just turn around and walk away but instead, to my surprise he walked up behind me taking the chains of the swing in his hands.I tilted my head back to look up at him.
"What are you doing?"I asked him curiously.
"I find I'm not a swing person." I started kicking my legs trying to get free from his grasp.I sighed giving up and shook my head.
"I don't know, I used to know someone who loved going for a walks in the park and ending it with a nice ride on the swing."
"Yeah. How'd you know?" He grabbed the seat of the swing I was sitting on tightly and started walking back pulling me with him.I just laughed.
"Oh I suppose it was the way you put it."I shrugged and held the chains in my hands.
He started going more further back and I bit my lip tightening the grip I had on the chains.
He let me slightly slip but then caught me.
I gasped tensing up.I loosened up when I realized he had the swing again.
When he finally let go of me I went full force and couldn't stop myself from laughing genuinly. Something I hadn't done in a long time.
I went back down and I started kicking my legs back in forth to go faster.I felt like a little kid.Something I hadn't really ever gotten the chance to me.
I shook the thought out of my head trying to forget it and have some fun and I managed to smile when I was snapped out of my thoughts when I rememberd I was with Joe.As if on cue he chuckled.
"Are you laughing at me?"I accused as I started swinging faster.
I had turned my head to look at him and I fought a grin trying to sound upset but failed.
"No. I'm laughing with you. You're cute."He said leaning on the swing set.Continuing my swinging I started going faster.Every once in a while I would turn to glance at him.
"I'm cute?"I asked slightly dissapointed.I came back on the swin and then went forward again passing him once more.He stood up regaining his composure and threw his hands up.
"What? I thought that was a compliment"
"That depends,"i said jumping off the wing and jumped on the sand below me landing on my asss though I got to my feet in seconds."
What do you mean by cute?"I asked since he hadn't said anything.
"I don't know."He said making his way over to me.
"Like a small animal in a teacup? But... wearing black lingerie?"
I gave him a weird look but cracked a grin anyways.
"Nice imagination"I said.
I walked closer to him as our eyes connected.I bit my lip and looked away.
"It's just no ones ever called me cute or....beautiful like you did the other day it's always been sexy or gorgeous or something in that category"I shrugged pursing my lips as I sighed.
"It just took my surprise is all"I said as he just stood there looking at me like I had two heads.
"Thats...well that's just....not believable..."
I scoffed shaking my head."But it is my man...it is"
He came as close as possible to me."That's just impossible. What kind of guys have you been hanging around?"
"Probably not the right ones."
"Obviously not."he grinned putting a strand of my hair behind my ear.I slightly jumped at his touch not expecting this but then I slowly relaxed.
He leaned forward as our lips pressed together.Caught up in the kiss I moved my hands putting them on his shoulder.But after a few seconds I pulled away biting my lip.
"That was nice"I smiled.
"Then why'd you stop?"
"I barely know you. Other than the fact that you're a smooth talker."I said winking.
"What do you want to know?"
"Anything incriminating? Prior arrests, records, ex girlfriends?"
He laughed, shaking his head, "No, not that I can think of, and a few."
I smiled.His arms were around my waist holding me to his chest.
"How is that possible?"I asked him.
"I mean one, your a rockstar...how have you not been arrested before?And two, only a few ex's...?I doubt that"
He smirked."And why is that?"He asked.
"Because your like...the James Dean of the 21'st century.."My smile turned into a full on smirk."I used to have a thing for James Dean, you know?"He just chuckled but held onto me tightly.
"Well I barely know you and yet I made the first move"
"Yeah, that's because your probably the type of guy who would f.ck anything in a skirt"
He made a fake hurt face and held his hand to his heart.
"Well in that case im offended"He joked
"I seriously doubt it."
"I'm serious. I don't f.ck just anything in a skirt. I kinda do have a type."
"Well, I usually tend to stick to the girls who remind me of Marilyn Monroe."
"Do I remind you of her?"
"Very much so."