The rain has grew heavier, it's droplets becoming more noticeable as it hit against my skin. "Natalie, you're going to get sick." Marco tugged at my hand gently but I didn't move.
The meadow had grown even more beautiful with the raining pouring down down on it. "So, let me get sick. A little cold would be a small price to pay to stay and take in this sight." Marco looked at me through the rain pouring between us and he smiled while shaking his head.
"You really are something else." He said more to himself than to me. I moved further into the meadow, my hand brushing against Marco's as it slipped away.
This felt beautiful. The rain drops were cool and the once clear skies were now grey. I raised my face upwards, revelling in the feel of the drops clash with my skin and tickle slightl
