The days (Summer holiday Romance RP) NEEDS MEMBERS BADLY!

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Owen laughed, knowing it was loud enough to hear over the music. "I love you." He said, smiling.

[Earth]

"It's ok, were not going to waltz. Most everyone here is just swaying to the music," Eve said leaning her head on Nathan's shoulder. "See nothing to it," she said softly into his ear.

[Kites]

Nathan smiled. 'Still, I'm not the best' he nuzzled into her shoulder, taking in her scent: flowers on a rainy day. 'Almost like a hug' he said, smiling.

Morgan blinked and then smiled. 'I think I love you too' she said, moving closer to him. She knew her feelings for him, but she was scared. Scared that she might ruin it, even though he said it first.

[mundy]

[[Thank you, How should i start?///Where is anyone/everyone??]]

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Owen smiled brightly, speechless. He leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on Morgan's lips. His face turned red.

[Earth]

"Exactly, just like a hug, exept we move a little and the hug lasts longer," Eve said smiling as she laid her head on his shoulder feeling safe and warm.

[Kites]

((Everyone is in the bar))

Morgan smiled inwardly and put a hand on his neck, blushing happily. She broke away somewhat reluctantly and pressed her forehead against his.

Nathan smiled and closed his eyes, moving with the music. He could stay like this forever, he thought. Soon, too soon, the track ended and a faster tune started to play. Nathan moved away slightly so he could look down at her, smiling questionably.

[Earth]

Eve smiled at Nathan. "Do you want to keep dancing or go sit down over there?" Eve asked pointing to an open love seat. "I really don't care," Eve said taking Nathan's hands.

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Owen smiled widely. He gulped down the air. Morgan's breath was hot on his skin. He stumbburnly leaned back, relaxing his muscles. "Do you have any idea what time it is?" He asked her quietly, searching his wrists. He felt giddy, which was a great feeling.

[mundy]

"Come on Sea', To the bar!" Italy, said happily, pulling his brother by the hand.

"Italia, you know we arent allowed to drink!" Sealand protested. "Why are we-"

"Shhh, Relax. we don't have to drink alcohol in a bar. You can get melk." Italy teased, poking Sealand's nose.

"I'm not a baby." Sealand snapped, pushing Italy's hand away. "And i dont know why you call it that, it's pronounced, Milk." He corrected.

"Hey now, you call it potato, i call potahto, si chiama pomodoro, io la chiamo di pomodoro.[you call it tomato, i call it tomahto.]" Italy 'scolded', and started pulling Sealand by his hand again.