Not Just Acting (Negovanman)

Chapter 18

"How about this movie?" Natasha asks, holding up the third movie case in her hands.

In total, there has been four and I'm being picky. I'm allowed to be picky though because she's letting the decision of the movie choice rest entirely on me. If I watch a movie, I want it to be good. She can't really complain that I'm iffy about every movie she holds up.

I squint at the movie case to read the title. I roll my eyes when I'm not blind anymore and am able to focus on it.

"I've seen it too many times." I wave my hand, telling her to show me the next one.

"Pick whatever movie you want, I'll like it," she mocks in a whiny tone that I'm assuming is supposed to be me, considering that is what I said to her earlier.

"Oh, shut up!" I laugh and throw the pillow I was leaning back on at her. I'm not surprised when she dodges it and acts like nothing happened. I read the next movie title when she flips it up front. Hmm... I've heard of this movie, and I heard it was good, but I've never actually seen it. "I accept!" 

"Finally!" Natasha yells to the ceiling. She tosses the other movies onto a random chair and goes to put that movie in.

After our hot tub and deep conversation time, we decided that we've had enough outside for the day. Considering we did spend plenty of time in that hot tub to shrivel up like raisins, it was the right choice either way. I got what I wanted with warm clothes and a blanket to snuggle up with, after a cleansing shower of course. I don't know what has been in that lake. It should just be glad that it has been blessed by Natasha. I can only hope that Natasha's wonderful presence has taken over whatever nasty disease may lay in the lake. I don't want to go all cabin fever when I'm so close to cuddling with Natasha on the couch.

"Should I get us snacks for the movie?" Natasha hesitates to sit down, afraid to get too comfortable and not want to get back up again.

"You can if you want some." I grin from her offer. "I'm good over here. Thanks though."

"Okay, I'll be right back!" She sets the remote on my lap before walking to the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Natasha returns with two beers and a bag of Lays potato chips. It's that time of the day where a few beers are appropriate, as long as one doesn't get wasted. Getting wasted is for a later time. She smiles when she offers me the beer. How could I resist that smile?

"Thank you." I gladly accept the beer. I twist off the top then press play on the remote.

"You're welcome." Natasha rips open the bag of chips so enthusiastically that it tears most of the top of. A few handfuls of chips pour out. The smile she was wearing before drops into a deep frown. "Oh." She sounds and looks so devastated over chips. Talk about adorable.

I laugh at her cuteness and help her scoot chips back up into the remaining part of the bag. I eat a few while cleaning it up. I feel the addiction of chips coming on and it won't go away until that whole bag is gone. I now have a goal set for the end of this movie.

Throughout the beginning half of the movie, I keep glancing at Natasha in a hopefully inconspicuous way. I want to reach out, take her hand, or be close to her in general. I'm afraid of the rejection though. She's literally the hardest person to read ever. Even before when I asked her out on the date, kissed, and spent time together, I still couldn't tell in between those moments without those obvious actions if she did, in fact, have feelings for me. She hides it too well. Come on Natasha, throw me a bone here. I can't handle not knowing, especially if I'm spending a whole weekend with her. I don't know how to act. Do I act like a friend or someone who's flirty and clearly wants to be more than a friend? All I can do is embarrass myself with staring, blurting out random things, or blushing when she merely looks at me. I'm hopeless with this kind of stuff. Help.