Clicking you – Screenwriting

A loud cheer from 70 thousand fans as he finishes the last song for today’s concert. He thanks all his fans for their love and takes a bow, drives back to his apartment where she is waiting for him. He rings the doorbell, she opens the door and music begins. [She’s smiling looking at him; He holds her face for awhile then rolls his hands down on her neck, all over her hands and finally catches her bare waist. She puts her hands around his shoulder still smiling seeing him singing..]

When I’m not here,
I feel so empty,
When I’m not near,
You’re the one I want to see,
You call my name,
You make me happy,
I touch your face,
Oh, I feel like me,
Uhhhh, I feel like me,

He is amazed by the flawlessness of her lips while holding her face. He kisses those petals softly. Her face turns red with shyness; she goes into the kitchen and gets two mugs of coffee. Right then it starts raining outside. Moisture is all over the windows. [He’s sitting on the couch in front of her, resting his chin on his palm, smiling and singing while she is sipping coffee..]

It’s the dream,
Whole life I want to see,
Watching your lips all day,
As you sip coffee,
You touch my hands,
You make me happy,
You beat my eyes,
Oh, I feel like me,
Uhhhh, I feel like me,

[Something so precious catches his eyes, he switches off the main lights and lights some candles putting them in front of her at the table, gets his camera and starts clicking her pictures, feeling content]

Baby! Hold it there,
Let me click you again,
Uhh.. You make me complete,
You make me a man,
Baby! Hold it there,
Let me click you again,
You make me complete,
Uhh.. You make me a man,

[While clicking her photographs, he goes near to adjust her hair a bit. He touches her hair, his fingers automatically go deep behind her ears, his eyes are closed and he is lost in smelling her perfume..]

I touch your hair,
Heaven rains over me,
I smell your breath,
Like a bee on honey,

[She’s aroused and stretches her hands in pleasure and he holds her so tight..]

 You stretch your hands,
I feel so funny,
Yearn to hold you close,
Oh, I feel like me,
Uhhhh, I feel like me,

[She pushes him back after he had enough kisses of and around her neck, he stumbles on floor wipes off the water drops from his lips smiling, she makes poses sitting on couch and he starts clicking again..]

You make me warm,
In a day so rainy,
You pose on couch,
Oh, I am all ready,
Watching you through the lens,
Rings my bell so many,
You smile at me,
Oh, I feel like me,
Uhhhh, I feel like me, 

[There comes a butterfly and sits on her shoulder, he is clicking her from every angle, zooming her lips, zooming her eyes and with the butterfly too..]

 Baby! Hold it there,
Let me click you again,
Uhh.. You make me complete,
You make me a man,
Baby! Hold it there,
Let me click you again,
You make me complete,
Uhh.. You make me a man,

He puts aside the camera, crawls towards her on his knees, she giggles knowing what he is up to now, he comes near and she grabs his hair and kisses him while candles go off..

Photo Credit: fanpop.com
Photo Credit: fanpop.com
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