*Jessie's P.O.V*
Trust me to pick a sad film to watch. Seriously, I weep like a baby at almost anything! I could tell by the opening scene that it was going to be emotionally moving, so distracted myself by opening the tub of Cookie Dough. "Do you want some?" I whispered to Ed, who was fully engrossed in the film, but his body was facing me. He pointed to his mouth, suggesting I should spoon it in for him, which made me laugh. It was beginning to melt, and started to pour down his face, leaving us both spluttering with laughter. "That will teach you for being lazy!" I joked, as he attempted to wipe it off using the duvet- classic Ed right there.
"So you have you ever cried at a film then?" I whispered, wondering if he was one of the emotional types. "Nah, I'm all man" He grinned at me, whilst I raised my eyebrows, questioning whether what he was saying was totally true. I guess I was going to find out, this film was bound to be a tearjerker. Ed asked me whether I was the same. "Not going to lie, I cry at anything! I'm a pretty emotional person.." I told him, whilst he assured me that I always had his shoulder to cry on, bless him.
The film itself was so sweet! It began as your average romantic drama, a young couple who fall in love. A lump in my throat was forming at the story unfolded, revealing how they had to split apart but later meet up as older people. Ed kept looking at me, making sure I wasn't welling up. "Stop it" I pouted-his stare was making it harder to suppress my emotions. He handed me the bowl of popcorn and I happily grabbed a load, Ed grinning at me as he stole a few pieces out of my hand.
My body temperature was increasing rapidly, the onesies and duvet were making me so warm, even on the cold day it is. I tried to explain this to Ed but I didn't word it too well, as he winked at me saying "I know you're hot" when I tried to tell him. "Do you want to get rid of the duvet?" He said, scrunching it up and tossing it on the floor. "The popcorn!" I squealed, as the movement of air that the duvet created was strong enough to fling several pieces into the air. He couldn't stop laughing, and grabbed the remote to press pause as I untangled myself from his hold to pick up all the food now sprawled across the carpet.
"Why am I so clumsy?" Ed moaned as he also knelt to the floor, assisting me in picking up the mess. I told him to stop apologising for only being himself, which made him smile further. We both picked up the popcorn at opposite ends of the room, not really taking notice of what was around us until we both realised we were close together again, our knees touching each other after I just missed headbutting him. Ed placed his hand on my lower thigh, shuffling the rest of his body closer to me. My butterflies began all over again as he used his other hand to place a loose strand of my hair behind my ear, still gently cupping my cheek. I moved closer towards him too, and our lips brushed against each other, before he carefully kissed me.
I kissed him back, and put my hand on top of his, linking our fingers together. He soothingly ran his thumb over my palm as we continued to kiss more passionately. We eventually broke apart, remaining knelt on the floor. Ed held my wrist, encouraging me to wrap my arms around his waist as he did the same to me whilst we just held each other for a short while, without saying anything. I took my arms from back around his waist and held his hand as I stood myself up, coaxing him to do the same. I moved the bowl of popcorn safely out of reach again, and we sat back down on the sofa, still not saying anything, and retained the curled up position we held before.
*Ed's P.O.V*
Jessie opened the tub of Cookie Dough, which was a good first choice as it was my favourite flavour as well. I implied for it to be spoon fed to me, as my arms were curled around her waist so I didn't want to disturb our comfortable position. However, my intentions didn't go to plan as the ice cream melted all into my beard, and was practically dripping off my chin. In a state of laughter, I attempted to wipe my face using the duvet as I couldn't be bothered to stand up and get some kitchen roll. I resumed my comfortable position after dabbing my face, making sure it had all got off.
Jessie questioned my emotional stability as we watched the film- it was becoming increasingly sadder as it went on. I fibbed, telling her I was a complete man, which was usually true but what she didn't know was that I had actually already seen The Notebook before, and it was the only film to make me cry, ever. I didn't want to seem rude and dismiss what she had picked out, so went along with it, hoping the second time around and knowing what was about to happen, I would be able to control myself more. There wasn't really anything that moved me to tears, but the first time watching this film really impacted me unexpectedly, probably because I was with Alice at the time and a concept of anyone not being able to recognize their former lover really got to me, as I had hoped back then I would have maintained the stable relationship I was in but it obviously didn't happen that way.
Jessie was honest in saying she did cry at films, producing a twinge of guilt in my gut as I had been reluctant to tell her the absolute truth. However, in saying that, most girls do stereotypically cry at this film, but not all guys do. I kept looking at her, making sure she was alright and not welling up or anything, because I didn't want her to be sad when we were meant to be having a good time. I was beginning to think I should have dismissed the film to start off with, as I had a hazy moment in forgetting how moving it really was.
"Umm Ed? I'm really, really hot.." Jessie told me, squirming around underneath the duvet. She looked so cute when she did that innocent but slightly embarrassed habit of tilting her head to the side and smiling from the corner of her mouth. I found myself agreeing with what she had said, making me sound pretty confident and ever so slightly arrogant at what I was looking at. But it did manage to make Jessie laugh, as I attempted to rid the duvet that was on top of us.
As I threw it onto a messy heap on the floor, I temporarily forgot about the untouched bowl of popcorn sat next to us, which went flying as the sudden movement of air took us all by surprise. Jessie's laughter expanded further, as she quickly got up and paused the film then retrieved the popcorn to put it back in the bowl. I got up to help her, as it was my fault in the first place, and I tutted at my own clumsiness. We picked up the food at opposing ends of the sofa, meeting in the middle and not being aware of the fact that we were about to headbutt each other as we both weren't looking up to see what direction we were moving in.
I assertively placed my hand upon her thigh, leaning closer to Jessie and fixing a rogue strand of her hair back behind her ear with my unoccupied hand. I left my hand gently placed upon her cheek, letting her move closer to me too as I leaned even further, making our lips clumsily brushing against each other. I kissed her first, and she soon kissed me back, putting her hand over mine and coiling our fingers together. I ran my thumb lightly over her hand as we kissed more intensively, and we undesirably broke apart some moments later. I moved her wrist, encouraging her to envelope her arms around my waist whilst I did the same. We remained like that for a while, I enjoyed just being able to hold her and feel close to her, like I was keeping her safe. Jessie stood up first, and held my hand again, moving the popcorn well away and sitting back down on the sofa, curling up next to each other once again as the film was resumed.
