Y/n's Pov:
After the most awkward plane flight of my life (Corey barely spoke to me and I had nothing to do), we finally got to a hotel. Corey's mom had payed for one room, but she wouldn't let Corey sleep in a room she'd payed for, since it was his fault that I was here. So she'd said that it was his problem where he slept. Luckily, he had some money left over from his last acting job, so he payed for one room for both of us because, ahem, 'he didn't want me to be by myself.' Yeah right, we all know I'm just irresistible. It was already 11pm when we landed, so I was kind of tired when we got there.
"I'm sorry." I said, as we began unpacking.
"What for?"
"It's my fault you got that bruise on your face isn't it?"
"No, why would it be? I just ran into a door, you know that." Corey laughed, but he sounded nervous. I put my hand on his shoulder.
"Corey, I know it was your mom. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I just wanted you to know I'm sorry."
Corey sighed, "It wasn't your fault, but yeah it was my mom. Just forget it though yeah?"
"Yeah ok."
I carried on unpacking until Corey said: "I'm glad you're here anyway, this would be so much worse without you."
I laughed, "Well, you're very lucky to have me."
My God, when is he going to realise that I like him and he likes me??? Look at me! Who wouldn't want this?!
I contemplated on saying all that out loud, but then decided against it. It could only go wrong. Instead, I got into my pyjamas and put on a movie.
"Hey Y/n?" Corey said, when we were on the 3rd 'Back To The Future'.
(Let's just pretend Back To The Future comes before The Goonies).
"Yeah?"
"Is it possible for you to watch something that doesn't have Michael J Fox in?"
(A/N: I'm sorry if this isn't another of your celebrity crushes, just wanted to put that in there ;) ).
"Shut the fuck up, he's miles more attractive than you'll ever be."
Corey considered this for a moment, then shook his head. "Nah."
"Listen Feldman, you may be cute, but you are nowhere near his league."
"You think I'm cute?"
Oh shit, shit shit shit.
"No....?" I whispered, smooth.
Corey studied me for a moment, and I just knew that my cheeks were flushing crimson.
"Ok then, goodnight." he shrugged, turned the TV off, turned the light out, and layed down.
Wha-? Is that it? He's not even going to persist? Just a little?
That's it, if he doesn't confess his undying love for me soon, then I'll...well ok maybe I don't quite know what I'll do, but it'll be something big.
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A/N: He'll notice sooner or later, otherwise what would be the point of the story? xD
