Maybe He's Not So Bad (Nash Grier)

Chapter 6

I scream, along with the rest of the audience, and cower behind Nash's arm.

"I thought you said you liked scary movies." Nash whispers to me. I hear amusement in his voice, but I keep my head buried in his arm.

"Oh, I do, but I get scared very easily." I reply. He laughs. "Is it over yet?" I ask him cautiously.

"Yes." He replies. I carefully lift my head and look at the screen. Once I see that it is indeed safe, I breathe a sigh of relief. "You know, if you don't like this movie, we could always leave." He whispers, trying to not disturb the other audience members, even though we're far away from anyone else.

"No, no, it's fine. I like it." I whisper back. I guess I spoke too soon, because right after I say that, something else makes me scream and hide behind his arm again.

"Hey, it's okay." I hear his voice say to me. He takes his hand and uses it to lift my chin up carefully so my eyes meet his. And then, suddenly, our eyes lock and we're the only ones in the theater. It's like a magnet drawing us closer. The electricity is almost palpable. I hear his breath hitch. He must feel it too. He leans down so his face is almost touching mine, almost like he's asking for my permission. It's frustrating when I realize how much I ache to touch him. How much i ache for his lips on mine.

Fuck it.

I close the gap between us and my lips capture his. He moans softly in surprise. As soon as our lips collide, my world shifts. It's like a thousand fireworks have gone off, the angels are singing, and the gates of Heaven have opened up to me all at once. I have never been kissed like this. His tounge invades my mouth. His hands find my hair and tangle in it. I have no idea how long this goes on. He breaks away suddenly, leaving us both panting from the intensity of the kiss. He smiles a smile so bright it could melt the coldest of hearts. It's infectious. I smile, too.

"Finally got a real smile out of you, Salvatore." He whispers, his grin never leaving his face. I giggle.

"That you did, Grier." I say, still breathless. He drapes his arm over me, and I snuggle into the crook of his arm and we continue to watch the movie.