Loved & Loyal | 1

xi

After a bit of laying in the park, we decided to get our lazy asses up and head back home to my house.

We were greeted at the door by only Rex because Mom and Dad were at work. Mom was a banker and Dad was a business man. They met when Dad had to make a deposit for his company and Mom was his teller back then. But, since then, they have both been promoted.

Rex followed us up to my room and jumped on my bed, followed by Abby as I took a seat on my black desk chair. Abby scratched Rex behind his ears and he rolled over so she could rub his belly. My Shep was awesome and Abs thought he was adorable. Although, anyone else would say he's vicious. He's a pup when you get to know him.

"So, I still think you owe me a movie night," I said, trying to spark up conversation.

"Nuh-uh. We fixed that when you came over on Wednesday and we watched Harry Potter," She tried to argue with me.

"That doesn't count because we always watch Harry. I need a movie night. Sleepover and all," I stated, lifting my chin up and trying to look stubborn.

"You really want a movie night?" Eyebrow raised.

"Of course I do. When don't I?"

"When you're on a date?" Abby tried to argue with me.

"Nope. Even then."

I grinned like an idiot when she nodded, agreeing to my proposal.

"Great, let's go. I wanna get started." I jumped up from my chair like an excited little boy.

Abby laughed and followed me down the stairs. I grabbed the first Transformers movie and put it in, then froze.

Abby looked at me funny, saying, "What's wrong, Bear?"

"We need PJ's and popcorn," I stated, sounding horrified that we almost forgot. It was a tradition.

Abby laughed at me, saying she'd be right back, going to her house to get overnight stuff as well as PJ's and to tell her parents what we're doing. I sprinted up the stairs and jogged to my room, excited to get this started. I loved nights like these. Spent with Abby, yelling at the movie characters and commenting on things like bad acting, good lines, and the odd visible boom.

I put a pair of plaid fuzzy pajama pants on over my black boxers and left my shirt off. I ran back down the stairs and started on making the popcorn, going through the same process as I did at Abby's earlier this week.

I had just finished sprinkling on the cheddar flavouring when Abby came back. She walked into the kitchen as I reached up to put the little flavouring bottle in the cupboard above the stove. I felt the muscles in my six pack flex and stretch and the waistband of my fall down a bit, revealing a strip of my boxers along with my V.

I heard Abby's breathing catch and a small gasp escape her mouth as I turned my head to look over my shoulder. Sure enough, she was staring at my tan, muscular body. I smirked and flexed a little harder. Her eyes were wide and her pupils blown. She was wearing pajama shorts that just reached past her ass and a tight black tank top with what looked like a sports bra underneath. I could feel my dick getting excited but turned my waist a bit so she couldn't see.

"God, your body is perfect," I heard Abs whisper. A blush graced my cheeks but I smirked, anyway.

"Why, thank you, babe. I work hard on it." I felt her eyes move hungrily all over my body as I sauntered over to her slowly. She gasped as she realized I heard what she said. I laughed and let my eyes wander over her own body. I couldn't help but lick my lips and bite down on my lower one.

When her eyes found my lips they widened a little bit more and a beautiful blush graced her cheeks.

"We should probably start the movie now," Abby said, trying to escape the kind of awkward moment. I groaned slightly but followed after her, grabbing the popcorn on our way out. We pulled the curtains over the windows and turned off the lights as I press play on the movie. We loved movies almost as much as our sports.

Half way through the movie and most of the popcorn was gone. I was sitting on the couch to the side of the TV while Abby had made herself at home in Mom's nest. It was a literally a circle, about 5 feet in diameter, and comfy as hell. I set the popcorn down on the floor beside the nest and flopped down on top of Abby.

"Gerroff!" Abby's voice came out muffled as she tried to wrestle her way out from under my bare torso. Her hands touched my chest and abs and I froze. Goosebumps arose where she touched and a shiver went down my spine. She stopped struggling and peeked her head out from under my side.

"Ben? Benjamin? Earth to Bear?" I shook my head and smiled weakly, rolling off her and standing up. I pulled Abs up out of the chair and she whined.

"I was comfy! Why'd you do that?"

"So I could do this," I said matter-of-factly.

I sat down in the middle of the chair and crossed my legs under me so I was sitting criss-cross-applesauce. I pulled Abby down on top of me and she sat in my legs. She brought her own up to sit like I was. With her sitting on me, I wrapped my arms around her and leaned back against the giant pillows, nestling in comfortably, and we finished watching the movie like this.

When the movie ended, it was already 11:00pm. We had spent a fair bit of time at the park and then again in my room and getting ready for the movie night. We decided to head up to my room to go to bed for the night so I turned off the TV and took out the disk, putting it back before going up the stairs to where Abby was already in my room.

I found her staring at all the pictures I had pinned up to a corkboard on my wall. Most of them were of her and I, our families, and in all the places we've been. I had pictures from our trip to Spain for our 13th birthday and all the other places. Abby held the last picture we had taken in her hand. I had gotten a stranger to take it when we went to the local fair. The picture was taken with my black polaroid camera and in it, Abby was on my back while I was slightly hunched over. We were smiling into the camera with the colors of the fair in the background. Abby was holding a stuffed puppy that I had one her and now the smile on her face had me nearly knocked on my ass.

The nice old man who had taken the picture had looked at us with slight disapproval for our carelessness but he looked at his wife when she hit him and she said to us, "You remind me of us, when we were younger. So full of love and happiness. Don't worry, it doesn't fade." She had smiled up at him and he had smiled back, giving her a quick kiss on the lips.

They were so in love, even at that old age. We thanked them for taking the picture, not bothering to correct them and say we weren't even dating, just best friends, because they looked so happy. Abby talked about that couple for the next week, saying how adorable that was and that she wanted a love like that. Now, I knew that I wanted it, too. And I wanted it with her.