Scary Movies

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Imagine and Timmy are sitting in your living room arguing over what movie you guy should see later that night. He wants so go see the new horror movie, The Conjuring. Though you, being easily scared, would rather see The Heat with Sandra Bullock. After an hour of begging, you finally give in to Timmy and agree to go to the scary movie.

You guys arrive at the theater a bit late and the movie has already stared. You decide to hang out and wait the 45 minutes until the next showing begins. To pass the time, you both head to the little arcade that is just off the lobby. You guys find an air hockey table and make a contest out of it, loser buys the popcorn. You make the first couple shots and let your guard down, noticing that Timmy isn't really that good. It turns out that he was just pretending to be bad to get you to ease up. He quickly passes your score and wins the game. You put the paddle back down and stick your tongue out at him, pouting. He walks over to you and kisses your nose. "You're just too damn adorable, you know that?" That earns a blush from you.

After a few more games and Timmy winning you a cute stuffed turtle from the claw, it's time for you guys to get your food and head to the theater. You walk over to the concession stand and order a large popcorn to share and two Pepsi slushies. As you are about to hand the clerk the money owed, Timmy slaps his own money down on the counter. You raise your eyebrows at him. "I thought loser was buying?" He smiles. "What kind of gentleman would I be if I made my date pay?" He takes a huge gulp of his slushie and burps loud. You laugh and shake your head. "Yea, such a gentleman."

You both get into the theater and try to decide where to sit. Eventually you convince him to sit in the very back. That way if you should scream, which you know you will, it'll be easier to hide in shame. You get settled in and both started pigging out on the extra buttery popcorn. You accidentally reach in at the same time Timmy does and his hand end up on top of yours. Even though you two have been together for months now, times like these still give you butterflies.

After and ungodly amount of previews, the lights dim down a the movie starts. You are already nervous, body tense and knuckles white from how hard you are gripping the armrest. You glance of and see that Timmy still hand that cute little half smile on his face, as always. "God, why do I have to be such a scardy cat?" you think to yourself. Something happens on the screen that wasn't even supposed to be scary and you flinch and yelp a little. The people seated around you snicker, you can tell this is going to be a long 2 hours.

The movie is almost over. By this point the armrest between you an Timmy has been pushed up and you are practically in his lap, head on his chest and hands covering your eyes. You make it through the rest of the film peaking though the gaps in your fingers. When the lights go back on, you peel yourself off of you giggle boyfriend and stand up, needing a good stretch after being tensed up in a ball for the past two hours. "You weren't kidding about being scare easily." Timmy says to you, smug grin on his face. You stick your tongue out at him for the second time that night. "Let's just never do that again." you say as you walk back out of the theater and to the car. He laughs as you two get in and start driving home.

With it being so late when you get back to your house, Timmy decides to crash at your house. After hugging (and possibly kissing) you goodnight, he takes his usual spot in the guest room down the hall from yours. You lay down in your bed for about an hour, far too paranoid and scared to sleep. You grab your comforter and wrap it around yourself, getting up and making your way to the guest room where Timmy is asleep. You walk over to the bed and poke his cheek. "What's wrong?" he asks in a low, sleep filled, incredibly sexy voice with his eyes still closed. "I can't sleep, I'm too scared." He scoots back towards the wall and pays the spot in front of him "Come here sweetheart, I'll protect you." You lay down facing him, nuzzling into his chest. You drift off fast after being wrapped up safe in your perfect boyfriend's arms. You very last coherent thought being that you have to remember to get back to your room before your mom finds you in the morning.

Ok I had an awesome time writing this one(: I really like it I hope you guys do too<3

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