Here I sit, watching this cheesy and amazingly sappy movie, an Oscar winning movie. That is, the Oscar for the most overdone clichés in the shortest amount of time, but somehow it's making me relate.
And I don't like it.
"What does this even mean?" Brendon laughed, "this is so painful to watch as an editor." I laugh with him and snuggle further into him, he piped down and we begin to actually watch the movie.
Here's the run down,
The guy is married to a bitch, who is honestly my queen, and he wants to divorce her to marry a cute book nerd who babysits for him. He doesn't love the blonde bitch queen because she only wants his money and looks, where as the babysitter and him share a love for classic horror films and Jane Austin- somehow that translates to "we're meant to be and I'm in love with you except I don't even know what love is anymore."Gag.
It's halfway through the movie and my queen found out that her husband wants to bone the babysitter because he kissed her in front of the kid and the kid told mommy. So my queen threatens to take everything from him and despite that being exactly what he's wanted the whole movie, he begs her to stay, and says that the trashy babysitter means nothing to him.
But oh frick frack snick snack tic tac dick slap quarterback sidetrack biofeedback the babysitter was in the doorway listening to it all and she storms off.
Dramatic.
He spends a few hours contemplating and comes out, not as gay sadly, but tells my queen,
"we are not right for each other. I love the babysitter and literally fuck you, I'm taking the kid."
And she's like
"well damn aight I've been fucking your boss so,"And they both leave, what they do with the kid I have no fucking idea. It's raining. He's running. He went to her house and asked if she was there, her roommate is like "no" so he takes of running again and in the middle of the street he yells
"I'm sorry Julie!!"
and breaks down. But at the right moment, the rain clears, he gets off the ground and under a gazebo is the miraculously dry babysitter. They talk, he confesses and suddenly, I can relate to the guy."There's something I've been meaning to tell you." He says, "I'm sorry I can't find the right words. I've forgotten how to love, but you are the thing that reminds me."
This is the worst movie I've seen in a while, but I understand the feeling of wanted to tell Brendon I love him, but I'm not poetic, I don't know how to say it, I don't even know if I feel it, how do I know it's love?
"I love you. And I know that you're the only one for me." He says. He leans in, and kisses the girl, the rain starts again, and somehow they're both suddenly wet, under a gazebo.
yeah.
I look at Brendon to find that he's already looking at me.
"You're the only one for me," he whispers before he trapped me in a sweet kiss. I love romance movies for the make out scenes, when I get a kiss too.
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