Along for the ride

Chapter 26

We arrived at the Cinema after half an hour.

I explained everything that had happened between Rhyan and I. Everything he didn't hear.

He didn't say much. He mostly listen which made things a lot more awkward.

He ran around the car and opened the door for me.

"Thank you," I smiled, lightly.

"Anything for my Princess."

I felt my cheeks flush.

Damn you, hormones.

He grabbed my hand as we made our way inside the Cinema, leading us towards the line. 

"That will be $21.90," a blonde-haired girl around our age, stated.

She flashed a flirty smile in his direction as he handed her two twenties. He simply smiled kindly, wrapping an arm around my waist.

She glanced over at me, and her smile faded.

"You didn't have to pay for my food," I mumbled, walking away.

"You're so stubborn."

I glared at him in return, as we handed our tickets to a middle aged man, who ripped them in half, recycling one half and handing us the other.

"What are we watching?" I whispered, walking in the dark theater.

"The Best of Me. I know how crazy you are for Nicholas Sparks."

I smiled, taking his hand in mine as we took our seats.

The movie was amazing. Jake had an arm wrapped around me, while I rested my head on his chest. It was rather comforting.

I cried.

I held it in most of the movie but how could you not cry when you found out who had given the heart to Amanda's son?

"Are you okay?" He asked, when he noticed I was sniffling.

I nodded, keeping my eyes on the screen.

My head was suddenly pulled into his chest. He started stroking my hair, as I snuggled into his chest.

I felt butterflies all over again. If only I could stop this very moment, I would.

After the movie, my eyes were puffy. It's a good thing Sophia applied water proof mascara.

"Oh come on, he was so hitting on you!" Jake mumbled, talking about the guy who sat in front of us.

"And the girl at behind the register wasn't hitting on you?" I responded, raising an eye brow, "That will be $21.90!" 

I tried imitating the girls high pitched voice.

He chuckled, looking over at me for a second, "I sense jealousy."

He nudged me softly, wiggling his eye brow.

"Pft. You wish," I snorted, rolling my eyes.

I was slightly confused when I realized he wasn't taking me back home.

"Where are we going?" I asked, a bit confused, "My house is that way."

"I'm know."

I thought he was going to take me to another restaurant or something but he didn't.

Instead, he drove me to a park I've never seen before. He parked the car, and led me to an empty hill.

Once we made it to the top, he let go of my hand.