You and Taylor have been dating for the past year and a half. Depsite you both being pretty famous, you never let it come between you. You both loved each other deeply and tried your hardest to not let work or fame come between you both.

Almost once a month you hoth make sure to go out on dates. You try to slip past paparazzi without being noticed and you both are able to escape that lifestyle, even if its just for a moment. Usually you both walk around with cute masks, hats, and/or sunglasses to hide your faces, but you don't mind.

One day, you both desided to go for a walk along the beach, getting fish and chips for lunch and finishing up with icecream. You found a cute beach-side gelato shop and you each got a scoop.

Now, you both were walking along the path above the beach. Hand in hand you both ate your icecream as you just chatted, joked, and enjoyed the intimacy and normality of this moment.

Suddenly, you felt Taylor tug on your hand and pull you along with her. You kept up with her well, laughing the whole time as she lead you over to what she saw.

A photo booth.