I vow to be the only girl who doesn't ever dress like a wannabe hipster/prostitute at a Meet&Greet :)

First Christmas being married to Ashton. Your flight got cancelled because of snow so you spend the day with Ashton's family.You open presents, drink some hot cocoa, find some mistletoe... You just let your imagination finish that one.

It had been a week since you and Luke had moved into your very own house. You chose a nice house by the beach, with a porch that overlooked the waterfront. You were standing outside with a warm cup of chai tea when Luke came out with his own cup of tea and wrapped his arms around you, nestling his chin on your shoulder. "Morning babe." He kisses you on the cheek. "Morning Luke." A smile spreads across your face. "You know what, darling?" His voice was sleepy and deep, making you shiver. "What's that?" You whisper.
"You're my cup of tea."

If I haven't mentioned, I'm a Luke girl. I'm actually a lot more than that but I don't think there are words big enough or descriptive enough to express how much I love him.

A free spirit, you could usually find her sitting under the oak tree in the park in some hipster outfit, sketching something amazing or writing another amazing poem. Or she was walking on the pier with her polaroid and her guitar, looking for some extra cash.

This is how girls in my town dress and it's literally so stupid. They all call themselves country princesses and I want to scream oHMYGOD MAKE IT STOP PLS

Imagine playing around the whole time and by dusk he's got his head in your lap and your playing with his hair and eating (red) grapes and then you start to throw them at each other liKE GABRIELA AND TROY IM SCREAMING

literally just you two, two cups of tea, and messed up blankets. you spend all day just talking about your dreams and sneaking kisses. he sings you a song and then you cuddle some more and lITERALLY DONT TOUCH ME THIS IS SO CUTE