Chapter 6 - Friday

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Summary:

Double dates and hand holding.
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"Hey! Over here!"

Nate walked over to the group of four who were waiting for him in the lobby of the movie theater

"You're late. I expected for you and Gina to come here together." Francis said, raising an eyebrow.

"Sorry, Mrs. Czerwicki was ranting about her husband and I guess she lost track of time." He eyed the popcorn they were holding, "So I'm guessing you guys already picked out the movie we're going to watch?"

"Yeah. C'mon, let's get going."

They all got their tickets checked and headed over to the theater the movie was being shown at. The five took their seats in the back, Nate at the end with Gina at his left side.

"What even is it about?" The ravenette asked, shoving the piece of paper into his coat's pocket.

"No clue." She shrugged, "We just picked out a title that sounded cool. I'm guessing it's a horror movie based on the poster."

"Oh boy." He laughed nervously, "Out of all the movies in the theater you guys just had to choose this one?"

"Sorry." Gina replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes before whispering, " Oh yeah... how should we show them that we're in 'love' with each other...? This is basically the final test and I'm sure they're going to look at us from time to time and if we just sit here doing nothing then... well, we lose I guess. "

" Well, we're watching a horror movie... can't really set the mood here... "

They both sat in silence, trying to think of a solution to their problem. The theater darkened as the movie began to play before them, the scene opening up to some neighborhood.

" Maybe we can hold each other's hands? Subtle yet... intimate? " He cringed at the word. Intimate with Gina ? What an absurd thought.

" Oh god... " Her face contorted to a disgusted expression, " I mean... it won't be too bad, right? We've kissed... so this is like nothing! "

" Y-yeah... but that was like one second. Barely nothing compared to the two hours of hand-holding we have to do. "

They both heard a sudden crash, making them both flinch in surprise. They looked around frantically before noticing it came from the movie. A vase has been pushed over, the pottery shattered into pieces across the floor.

"Stupid jumpscares..." Gina grumbled, flushing in embarrassment from getting frightened by something like that.

" I think that took 10 years off my lifespan... " Nate groaned, feeling his heartbeat ring in his ears.

"S ame here. "

They glanced at each other, small smiles on their faces. The ravenette looked down at her hand which was laying on the armrest.

Holding hands with your worst enemy can't be too bad, right?

He reached out hesitantly, his hand trembling nervously. He clumsily wrapped his fingers around hers, intertwining them together.

" WHA— ?!" The blonde sputtered out, confused. Nate quickly shushed her, pressing a finger against her lips.

" Act natural. " He whispered, eyeing warily at some people nearby who turned their heads to them, startled at the noise.

Gina stifled a sigh, staring down at the ravenette's left hand held around her right hand. She felt a blush creep on her face, feeling her heart beat faster. She felt very... nervous ?

The blonde imagined the two of them holding hands in a more romantic scenery, being more affectionate with each other. She quickly batted those daydreams away, feeling perspiration dripping down her forehead.

Is it weird that I want us to stay like this...?

At first she wanted to say YES! IT IS WEIRD! But she knew deep down that denial would just make her feel worse.

No. It isn't strange... I — I'm not in love with that dork... Am I...?

Gina cut that thought short, biting the inside of her cheek. Focus, focus!

" Your palms are sweaty. " She commented, trying to ignore her own clammy hands.

" Oh wow! I didn't notice! " He whispered bitterly, narrowing his green eyes at her before looking back towards the movie. The other snorted, turning her head back towards the film in front of them.

This was going to be a long hour.

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