ryan

i smiled at the two guys playing tennis, one attracting my eye. there were a father and son, and the son looked up at me, smiling. i smiled back, waving my hand. he waved back and went back to his tennis.

i grabbed my polaroid and snapped a picture, waiting for it to come out. i shook it lightly, even though i knew i shouldn't. it showed them both having the same features, knitting both of their eyebrows together in concentration. i smiled at the cute one, and stuffed it in my bag as they both finished the game, calling me over.

my boyfriend kissed me on the cheek, and i smiled.

"hey, did you see me beat my ol' pops over here?" he asked jokingly.

"of course. how could i miss it?" i answered back just as jokingly. "wait, here, let me get a picture of you two!" i said giddily. they both nodded smiling, and i pulled out the polaroid and snapped the picture of them both, after waiting for it to focus. i got the picture, and shook it.

when it was done processing, i showed it to them both. "it's perfect, ry," my boyfriend said side hugging me. brendon handed it to his dad and mom and they looked over it.

"it's wonderful, ryan."

"thanks, mr. urie."