The movie reached a point of bore and to pass the time of what seemed like endless dialogue, I looked around the large cinema.
Until I felt a warm arm wrap around my neck and I saw Andy's hand placed On my shoulder his warm fingers lie comfortably on my shoulder.
"Your cold," He whispers, breaking the silence.
"Yeah..." I answered, not really sure what else to say. He cuddled me closer and I could hear his heart beat, his slow breaths were warm in my shoulder. I looked up at him and looked into his eyes, he came in closed to my face and rested his head on top of mine, I buried my head into his neck. I knew he was trying to be gentle because his head would feel like a heavy wait on mine if he wasn't and yet, it felt somewhat comfortable.
I felt his phone vibrate, and so did he. He sighed and whispered in my ear,
"Sorry, I'll be back in one second,"
"Ok," I smiled and moved slowly placing my head in my hand. He rose from the seat and exits.
A few moments had passed and he returned with a cheeky, childish look on his face.
"I'm back," he spoke.
"No shit Sherlock!" I answered.
A infant-like giggle arose from his lips. He sat back down and returned to our position.
"Who what's it?" I asked.
"It was the hotel, they're overbooked so I have no idea where I'm going to sleep." His face became bland and emotionless.
There was a moment of silence between us.
"What are you going to do?" I asked.
"I'll just crash with some friends," He answered.
"No," I continued "You can crash with me,"
"Thanks but I can't, I appreciate it but I just can't," He spoke with sadness in his deep voice.
"No skip the bullshit, just stay with me," I insisted.
"Ok then," He answered, giving me one of his appreciative smiles.
We walked to my house and we both crashed on the sofa I put on Netflix and I let him chose the movie he chose a movie, and he chose 'Rock of ages' it was an okay film with a great soundtrack and in one of the scenes they played the song
'I wanna know what love is' and we joined in and did a quick duet. We both giggled whenever one of us sang our lines in a funny voice.
By the end of the song we were both stood on the sofa and when the song finished we shared a passionate kiss.
I pulled away and ran upstairs and he followed me, I locked myself in the bathroom and lay in the bath I heard his footsteps outside.
"I'm sorry," He said and I could tell it was genuine...I could hear it in his voice.
"It's my fault, I'm so sorry," I didn't answer.
"I'll understand if you want me to leave," He said calmly
"...No...No It's my fault," I answered "stay...please,"
"Ok..." He said apologetically.
The next morning I woke up deep in remission. I wandered down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Andy was stood in his boxers with his chest covered with a black and white apron.
"Morning," He said hesitantly, I think he expected me to shout at him or be in a mood with him but I simply answered with,
"Morning, how'd you sleep?" I asked,
"Fine, you?" He answered,
"Yeah, yeah, fine," I stuttered.
He handed me a warm plate of the fresh pancakes he was making, I politely took the plate from him, placed in on the table and proceeded to the fruit bowl,
"Where are the strawberries?" I asked,
He simply pointed to a bowl of chocolate-dipped strawberries that had the stalks removed and were cut down the middle.
"Thanks!" I gasped as I saw them but I was quite hesitant to eat them because Andy wasn't really much of a cook. Yet, they were delicious and so were the pancakes. Half way through breakfast Andy sat next to me and began eating as well. Then he started a conversation with me,
"So..." He started "I'm really sorry about yesterday,"
"No, no its my fault," I hastily answered,
"No...no it's mine..." He replied,
"What do you mean," you became more angry than sorry.
"I- Uhhh I-I love you..." He added.
"Really?"
"Yes..." I knew he wasn't lying.
Then on the radio a song called 'Toothpaste Kisses' by 'The Maccabees' came on. He stood up from his chair and held his hand out, I held it and he pulled me close and put one hand around my waist and one intertwined with mine, he raised are hands and I put my other hand around his neck and we danced.
