CHAPTER EIGHT

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Tolkien POV:

I pulled away from Kyle, blushing. I never thought he would think the same way of me that he did when we dated. But the thought that he might still have feelings for me made me smile widely.

"Uh.. Let's go in the theatre." He mumbled. He looked pretty flustered. I turn the car engine off and get out, heading for the door of the building.

When we got into the theatre, Kyle glanced at the sign at the door. I thought it'd be nice to take him to a romance movie. He raised his eyebrows.

We sat side-by-side, watching the screen. Kyle had all of his focus on the movie. I then got an idea.

His hand was resting on the armrest closest to me. I slowly raised my hand and placed it right by his so that our pinkies touched. He glanced at his hand, then looked back at the movie, but now blushing. I slowly went to hold his hand.

Kyle's POV:

I could tell what Tolkien was doing, and I wasn't sure if I liked it.

As he went to hold my hand, I could feel blood rush to my face. I forced myself to keep my eyes on the movie. I suddenly felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

Stan's POV:

This was so unlike Kyle. Why would he go on a date with Tolkien?
I pull out my phone and send him a text. It was just asking him if he was doing okay. I don't want him to be uncomfortable while he's with his ex.

I get a reply. 'I don't know'

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