It feels like we've been there for five minutes but it's been two hours, the ice cream's have all melted and Luke and I both decided cotton candy was the worst. Then we both decided to tweet this special occasion, Luke's was a picture of me with the ice cream he shoved in my face all over and I tweeted: "Ice cream, I scream because I have the ice cream sweats" with an attached selfie with the two of us. 

"What now?" Luke asks me leaning forward in the the chair. "Uh, my mom told me central park was pretty." "To central park we go then!" He agrees, grunting as he stands up I laugh. "Taxi!"  

By the time we get to central park it's dark out, but we see several pockets of people still enjoying the park. "Luke walk slower!" I whine reaching out for his arm to pull him back. "You walk like Natalie!" I complain pulling myself closer to him. "Maybe the real problem is you walk slow….." I look up at the sky then back at him. 

"No, I don't think that's the problem." He smirks mischievously at me. "Is that so?" he asks picking me up bridal style and walking briskly. "Oh my god!" I squeal. "Why are you always carrying me?" "I don't really know," he admits setting me back down. "Get on my back." he tells me I think about it for a second before jumping on, he starts spinning. "We are going to fall goddamn it!" I warn him he just giggles running towards a bridge. 

We sit on the bridge, our feet dangling over the edge. "I had a really good time today." Luke smiles. "Oh no." "What I was trying to be sincere!" "Are you going to ruin it by talking about it?" I tease fondly, Luke sticks his tongue out at me and I do the same to him. We stare at the lights ahead of us illuminating the darkness, and I sigh leaning my head on Luke's shoulder he looks down at me grinning before wrapping his arms around me pulling me even closer. 

He suddenly starts laughing. "What?" I ask he begins to laughs harder. "Luke what is it?" "You have ice cream in you hair." I blush embarrassed messing with my hair in an attempt to get rid of it. "I've got it, I've got it…" he assures me calming down, his hand touches the side of my face and everything is suddenly impossibly still. 

I look at his lips and he leans in. "D-did you get it?" I stutter suddenly pulling aways as Luke drops his hand. "Yeah" "We should probably go, it's getting late..." I decide standing up Luke put his hand out accepting me to pull him up I roll my eyes at him. 

Grunting as I attempt to pull him up. "It's all that ice cream," he tells me, I drop his hand laughing he squeals falling on his ass which only makes me laugh harder.  "Are you okay?" I ask. "My butt hurts," he pouts rubbing it. "Definitely time to go home" I repeat. 

             

Natalie's POV

"God why does it have to be so cold!" I whined pulling my thin jacket closer to my body.  Despite the fact it was so nice in LA, nearly in December for that matter, it seemed like I had just entered Antarctica when we came to New York.  

"Well at least when we get back to LA it'll be nice and warm!" Sylvana says cozying up next to Ashton as we continue to walk back to the hotel.  We had decided to go on a double date to a nice restaurant with some fancy French name that I couldn't remember, but I remember the champagne was really nice.

"Oh wait I almost forgot...." Calum said as he suddenly dug in his pocket for something.  "What?" I ask confused.  Calum proceded to pull out two pieces of paper.  But they weren't just any kinds of paper.  They looked like tickets. 

"Are those what I think they are?" I ask, a smile emerging on my face.  Calum grinned, turning them over in his hand before reading "Hm.  Broadway tickets.  And of course it happens to be one of your favourite musicals...."  I'm thinking, wondering what on earth he picked considering I had at least 5 different favourite musicals.  

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