Again, thank you for all the kind reviews! I PROMISE that this one WILL BE FINISHED. Heck, I may even do a sequel from Annie's point of view to Auggie. Then the fun starts all over! :D

P.S. This is what I listen to every time I write a chapter – listen to it if you want on Youtube! It's so relaxing and it's great romantic music! Just type in the search bar – Slow Music Instrumental ROMANTIC GUITAR Slow Love Songs for Studying Calm STUDY Musik playlist. Just like that – it looks weird, I know, but it's got slideshows of beaches and it's 23 minutes and 41 seconds long. It's worth it!

When it rains, she loves to go outside and jump in the puddles because her father never let her as a kid.

I didn't have to be able to see to know that it was pouring sheets of rain outside. The constant pounding on the windows was keeping me from falling into a peaceful sleep as I laid on the living room couch. Ever since my accident, I had never liked the rain because it made everything more difficult for me. The smells were washed away and anything I touched was just – wet. I made it a point to just stay indoors when it rained, but now even the sound of it irritated and saddened me. I used to love the rain. Just another thing that was ruined for me, I guess.

Annie was somewhere in the bedroom, doing something on her computer. I had tried to call to her earlier, but she didn't respond, meaning she probably had her headphones in. I decided it was best not to disturb her when she was so zoned out – she tends to attack if someone freaks her out.

I was almost completely asleep when Annie's voice reached my ears.

"It's raining! Auggie, why didn't you tell me it was raining?" I sat up on my elbows and cocked an eyebrow at her.

"How did you miss it? It's been raining for about two hours now."

In a second she was sitting next to me on the couch, her delicate yet calloused hands on my shoulders.

"Can we go outside?" Her voice held a childlike excitement and her fingers subconsciously squeezed my shoulders.

"Why? Have you missed the part where it's cold, damp and dark out there?"

"I know! But there's...well..." The last part of her sentence was muddled and her fingers slipped off of me so I leaned forward.

"What was that?" I caressed her cheek gently as she looked down.

"I'm sorry, that was embarrassing. It's just...I'm so comfortable with you that – "

"Annie. What are you talking about?"

She took a deep breath before she answered. "When I was younger, I always wanted to go outside and jump in the puddles when it rained. Danielle never wanted to, but to me it looked like so much fun and all the kids would talk about it the day after a rainstorm at school. But whenever I asked if I could go outside and do it, my dad would say no. Not because there was a possibility of me catching a cold, or falling...he just didn't want his daughter – as he said it – looking like a idiot on the streets. And you don't like the rain anyway, so forget I mentioned it."

A single tear slipped down her face. I quickly wiped it away and brought my forehead to hers. I couldn't believe I was doing this...but it was Annie.

"I think all our rain stuff is up in the closet."

Her head snapped up. "Do...do you mean -?"

"Let's go jump in some puddles."

I could feel her smile against my hand and she was excited again. She raced to our closet and I heard her pulling large boxes down. "Don't hurt yourself!"

"I've got it!" I walked into our bedroom and suddenly something landed against my chest.

"What's this?"

"A rain boot. Here, this is the other one. And a large jacket!" I laughed as it draped over my head. Suddenly, her arms were wrapped around me and her voice was a little timid. "Are you sure about this?"

"Absolutely."

Soon, Annie was practically pulling me down the stairs to the main door.

"There's a park not far from here, I'm sure you know that, and I know that there are puddles there."

"I bet there is," I chuckled. We ducked through the door and into the massive rainstorm. It was colder than I thought it would be, but there wasn't much wind. Just like every time before, my sense of smell went out the window and when I touched a nearby lamp post, all I felt was wet metal. I didn't like it. Annie pulled on my hand again.

"Careful, don't run into any vehicles – moving and non moving."

"I can still see, smartass." She laughed and wrapped an arm around my waist. I pulled her closer. We walked in silence for a couple minutes then I heard her gasp.

"I knew it! I knew there would be puddles." She seemed pleased so I released my grip on her.

"See a puddle you like?" I felt like we were picking out a puppy instead of a puddle.

"Yep!" She let go of my hand and then I heard a large splash. Actually, I felt it, too, because the water covered me from about my chest down. Annie's magical laughter broke through my initial shock.

"Sorry, it was just too good to resist! And if it makes you feel any better, I'm completely soaked. I'm sitting in it actually." The mud squeaked as she stood and ran off somewhere. I heard splash after splash and giggles in-between. I just listened and smiled as I leaned against a nearby tree. It at least guarded me from some of the rain.

After a couple minutes I heard her run up to me.

"Come on, Auggie! You have to do it with me!"

"Uh, I don't know if that's such a good idea – "

Her muddy hand slid into mine and she leaned her head against my shoulder. "Pretty please, Auggie? Will you jump in puddles with your awesome girlfriend?"

Oh God, her pleading voice. I hated it when she used her pleading voice –

Because there was no way I could say no.

"All right, let's go."

"Yay!" I was tugged from my spot on the tree and pulled into the brunt of the storm again. We came to stop a couple steps later.

"Ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be. You're going to have to guide me to where it is, though."

"It's right here," she gently pushed my foot until it found the tip of the puddle. "Just a little jump."

"Sounds good," I wasn't really looking forward to getting completely wet, but if she wanted me to jump, I'd jump a thousand times.

"One...two...three!" The puddle was actually deeper than expected and it covered up to our shins. Annie let out a high pitched giggle and I laughed along with her. I had done this all the time as a kid, so the glory of it left me years ago, but for Annie, this was her first time and it made me wonder what else she hadn't experienced.

"I guess it's not as fun for you, is it?"

How the hell does she do that?

"As long as I'm with you, it's fun." I leaned forward until I found her cheek. I pecked it lightly and she grinned.

"Then you won't mind a little mud war."

"Mud – "

I guess I should have expected it. Within seconds I was on my butt in the puddle, wet mud sliding up my back.

"Catch me if you can!" Her footsteps ran farther away. She wanted a mud war? Then it was war. As we ran around throwing mud and tackling each other into the mud, it reminded me a little of when we had a popcorn war at the house. When I had her pinned underneath me I whispered,

"Consider this our popcorn rematch."

She gasped in recognition.

"Oh, it's on." Then she flipped us over and ran off.

I couldn't tell you how long we were out there, just playing in the rain. It must have been a couple hours until we collapsed against the tree, breathing heavily and huddling together for warmth.

"We're going to get so sick," She muttered.

"Yeah, but it was worth it."

"Really? You had fun?" I hugged her tight.

"I did. When I jumped in puddles with my brothers, it was usually them pushing me into the puddles, so this was much more enjoyable."

"I pushed you into a puddle." She said guility.

I laughed and kissed her head.

"Yeah, but you're different."

"You know what else I've always wanted to do?"

"Hmm?"

"This," her muddy hands grabbed my face and pulled me down to meet hers. Our lips crashed together and after a moment of shock I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her closer, opening my mouth into the kiss. Our tongues battled for dominance as her hands slowly went under my jacket and t-shirt to rest on my clammy skin. My fingers knotted in her hair and I groaned as I felt the heat from her fingertips on my stomach. After a couple minutes, which felt way to short for my liking, we broke apart for air.

"Yeah. Kissing in the rain is as good as the movies make it out to be," She said wistfully. I grinned.

"How about we continue this at home then? The bathtub could be our giant puddle."

"Sounds like a plan." She stood up quickly and pulled me up. Skipping a little bit ahead of me, she hopped into the little puddles on the sidewalk and I could hear some other bystanders whispering about how cute we looked, walking hand in hand probably with stupid grins plastered on our faces.

We helped each other get undressed the moment we stepped into the apartment and it was hard for me to let her go to start the bath. But it wasn't long until her slender arms wrapped around me from behind and her warm mouth left trails of kisses on my back.

That night, my perspective on rain changed. Rain was now linked with the memory of Annie and I running around, jumping in puddles, and kissing underneath a tree as rain streamed down our bodies and faces.

Now when I thought of rain, I didn't think of my accident.

I thought of Annie.

Just a little sappy piece for your Sunday.