Falling in love with a Janoskians boy

Chapter Seventeen: Daniel

We buy our tickets and popcorn. We walk into the theatre and Ashley gasps.
"I didn't expect to see him here."
"Who?"
"That kid over there... He's an old friend. We used to wheel. His name is Harry."
Harry sees us and walks over with a cute little whore bag blondy brown headed slut.
"Hey Ashley." The Harry boy says.
"Hi."
"Who's this?"
"I'm Daniel."
"What is he your dad? He's way to old for you."
"Fuck off Harry. You're just jealous."
"Nah I got this sexy thang, Hannah."
"Slutty name for a slutty girl." I say icily. I don't like this kid.
"Excuse me?" He says all tough. It's cute really.
"Sorry we're you two going to see the new spongebob film together, go ahead kiddlets move along."
"What the fuck man? Are you on steroids or something?"
"Is that all you got pizza face? I heard about everything you did to my girl, I can beat your ass into the ground so fuck off you cunt."
The girl recoils and pulls that Harry kid along with her, believe it or not into the sponge bob movie.
"Oh my fucking gosh. Daniel that was amazing!"
"Some friend he was!"
"Yeah I know that Hannah girl too she's my age and she's terrified of horror movies. They used to date, and I remember being jealous because I used to really like him." She frowns.
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We enter the movie theatre we are assigned and sit down. Ashley jumps a lot at jumpy parts. Half way through she just decides to just lay her head down on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and pull her closer. I unfold the arm in between the seats so we can cuddle. She lays her head down in my lap and I feel my penis rise. She really turns me on. She jumps a few more times but after the movie we decide to go on a walk. Ashley had decided to wear her new leggings which I bought for her to go on this date tonight with the beaten up converse that she wore to the concert and a dirty pig t-shirt, with my jacket. I was forced to wear just a sweater so she could stay warm. I'd do anything for my girl.
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We go on a romantic walk where we take lots of pictures and hold hands.
"You I love you right?" I turn to her and hold both of her hands in mine.
"Yeah, and I love you too." She kisses me sweetly.
"I just want to make sure of something." I smile.
"What?"
"Well you know fans like getting staged kisses. Are you okay with it?"
"Oh yeah I'm fine with it, because they don't get kissed the same way I do." She kisses me again and I cup her face and feel her smile during the kiss. When we pull back we walk back to the hotel and I hand her sweatpants and she keeps the dirty pig t-shirt on. We are tired from our long walk and climb into bed. The last thing I remember was her warmth cuddled to match my body shape.