The New It Girl *ON HOLD*

Ashley is a low-key heiress. Justin's a famous celebrity. They meet at his concert and every thing is just a story from there.
***This story is on hold and under going major editing. I'm trying to pick up the writing again, I promise!***


29. Running in the rain

" You know I missed you so much, I looked at our old conversations." Justin says kissing the top of my head. The hammock is cozy, the fall wind blowing gently. I smile. " How am I supossed to top that?" I ask looking at the sky, it looks like its about to rain." Your not." He says. I wish we could pause time, this is the perfect moment. The perfect guy, the perfect place, at the best time. " If you could pause any moment in time, when would it be?" I ask. " Now." He replies squeezing my hand. " Me too." I say. It starts to drizzle. We both don't seem to care. It's about to down pour. " Have you ever ran around New York city in the rain?" I ask looking at his eyes. " I can honestly say I haven't." He says. I widen my eyes. "I have a feeling I am though." He says smiling.


" One, two, three!" Justin says before taking my hand and we both run out into the, hard to believe but truly empty streets. It's raining like it the clouds are suffering from a break up. We run past a lady holding her cat, who walks a cat? Only in New York. We run around a corner. It feels like I'm flying. We turn around a corner to another empty street. We stop in the middle of the street laughing. He loops his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I put my arms around his neck. We're dancing even though there's no music. " So now how bout' you tell me about your mysterious tattoo?" He whispers in my ear. I laugh. " How about no." I whisper back. " Fine, but you made me do this." He says hoisting me over his shoulder. I laugh, " Still won't tell you!" I say. He spins around. " Whoaaaa!" I say laughing. " Now?" He asks. " Yes, just put me down." I reply. He puts me down. " High side Italian M-" I say biting my lip holding back a laugh. He rolls his eyes," I know that part. What's the M stand for?" He asks. " M." I say pulling my hair over my shoulder. He easily puts me back over his shoulder. " Hey you said if I told you you'd put me down!" I say. " And you didn't!" He reminds me. " Mafia." I say, " Now will you please put me down?" I ask. Im not fond of this. Maybe if I wasn't soaking wet, but I am. " Mmm," He says thinking," No." " What?" I say. He laughs. I sigh.
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