𝗔 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗘

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 | sweetheart

thursday
5:34 pm
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Our second movie finishes, it was the rom-com called Blended with Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore. Michal finished off my popcorn from earlier, now not feeling left out. I also got the skittles and M&M's out of the pantry for us to snack on. Having a full little movie date.

"You ready to go pick up dinner? Or do you want to stay here?" Michal asks, rubbing my side quickly to let me know he's getting up and leaving. We were now laid down on the couch cuddling, or spooning might be the better term. I was on the edge of course, and him being a tall giant - was behind me, left arm wrapped around me the whole time, my fingers running along his. Every so often he kept repositioning, pushing himself into my butt, causing him to get hard. I chose to ignore him as I was really focused on the movie and if I gave him the slightest bit of attention, he would jump me with kisses and I wouldn't be able to resist. My head was lying on the cushion that was on top of his right arm, to which he had wrapped over my chest, rubbing the end of my left shoulder. This feels nice.

"Hmm, I'll come with you, it's good to experience the area here every once in a while you know... I feel like Rapunzel locked in her tower up here sometimes." I joke again, teasing him for the fun of it. He gasps dramatically, "Well don't expect me to climb up your hair on the side of this building, Babe." We both chuckle, imagining him actually doing that. "I'll just pull it for you later, in bed." He adds in a whisper, kissing my ear softly after and pushing off his right arm to get up. I blush at the thought, I hate how shy he makes me when he says stuff like that. I pull myself up as well, sitting up to put my Uggs back on and walking to get the keys from my bag in the kitchen. He goes to put on a new shirt as he left hockey training in just his jersey and running shorts again. Even if he had sex with me wearing that, it would still be hot. He's currently shirtless though, as he took it off to cuddle with me since he emits heat like crazy and would start to sweat. My personal heater. Only good for winter.

I wait for him by the door, checking my phone and seeing Bella's Instagram in my recently searched, she uploaded a new story... she wouldn't know who I am if I viewed it, right? Oh well, I tap on it anyway. A selfie of her walking down a street with a single pizza slice captioned 'I missed you NYC', the location pinned to New York City. Oh... great, a couple of hours from here. She's been there before then? Was it recently?... I'm sure it's nothing. Michal's probably going to view this story as well though. I really wonder what the relation is between them.

Michal comes down the stairs as I'm closing the app, clearing her from my recent searches so I don't have to get reminded again. I should've done that earlier. "You good?" He smiles, walking up to me and placing a hand on my hip, checking my eyes for an expression. I nod, "Yeah, all good, just hungry - so hurry your ass up... see, alwayssss waiting around for youuuu." I drag the end of my sentence out, proving my last joke earlier by showing him how much I'm waiting around. I start dragging him by his shirt to the front door, making him scoff. "I'm sure other girls wouldn't complain about waiting for me." He states, acting cocky.

I shoot him a glare behind me, waiting for the elevator. "Go get 'em, tiger." I raised my hand to present the now open elevator, acting like I'm not coming anymore. "Don't forget to drop the food off at my door though... I'll get hungry while I wait for you to find someone better." I flashed a fake smile. His mouth drops slightly, taken aback by what I said. "The nerve you have. I thought we were joking but now I'm not too sure. You're coming with me regardless, sweetheart." He replies, yanking me by his arm around my waist, pulling me with him to the elevator. I roll my eyes at him, now feeling my mood swings change like crazy. I'm actually mad at his joke. I'm a jealous type as I don't have much trust for people but I can't show that. I know I act confident and say that he can't find better but deep down I know - or think he can.