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The movie started.
I honestly wished the ads and commercials in the beginnging would last forever to avoid the movie by itself.
Now I could see the lede at the big screen.
All the actors and actresses.
Then it began.
The first 15-20 minutes it actually was quite okay and the story was good but then it began to get creepy and I already had to look away a few times.
I only quickly closed my eyes hoping Scott wouldn't notice and think I was a total coward.
Only minutes later it became really scary and I began staring at the seats in front of me to avoid the sight of some crazy psycho killer shit.
Next to me Scott was diligently noshing his popcorn and drinking out of our shared coke.
How could you still eat while watching this?
"Don't you want something?", he asked and pointed at my popcorn.
"No, thanks, I... I can concentrate more on the movie if I don't eat" Lie.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Do you like the movie? Which character do you like most?", he now asked.
"Uhm the blonde girl", I said quickly. I remembered her from the first minutes.
"Oh, the one who was just killed?"
My eyes widened. Yet I nodded and looked at him faking a smile again.
He went back to watching the movie and I wished he would continue talking to me but it seemed like he really enjoyed this movie. Bad for me.
I dared to look at the screen again. Forced myself to not look away.
It got worse and worse. More and more massacre, blood and dead people.
Yet I continued watching it.
Suddenly a jumpscare was displayed, I got scared to death and let out a loud whimper and quiet scream, then clawing the armrest.
Scott immediately turned to me.
"Mitch, are you okay?", he grabbed my arm looking at me worried.
I still was in shook and stared at the screen paranoid.
"Mitch?", he asked again, "Is this too much for you?"
"N-no, it's fine", I managed to say.
"No, it isn't! I want you to be honest with me! Did you think I wouldn't notice that you are scared as hell? You should have said something!", he sounded sorry and desperate, "come here!", he said and beckoned to lay down in his arms.
He hadn't have to wait for long and seconds later his arms were pushing my body against his chest and I slowly laid my head on his chest still breathing heavily and fast.
But I quickly calmed down inhaling his scent and enjoying his presence. I felt save.
Yet I startled again when someone in the movie screamed and you could hear other creepy sounds.
I curled up in his chest whimpering and pressing my hands against his torso.
It was indifferent now. He noticed my fear, I looked like a fucking coward now.
"Sssssssssh", he whispered and began stroking my back.
I nodded trying to calm myself down.
Tried to concentrate on the fact that I'm lying on my crush's chest cuddeling with him.
The more I thought about it the more I realized how much he actually means to me, how much I like him and how lucky I am that I found him.
I mean I still didn't know a lot about him but that doesn't matter, right?
Again I startled when another scream interrupted the silence and again I whined.
"Omg, Mitch, I'm so sorry! This must be terrible for you! We should leave!", he said and got ready to leave but I grabbed his arm and looked up at him.
"No! Please not!", I really didn't want to leave the cinema. The movie was terrible but his proximity was all that I need.
"Ok, but I'm so sorry! Please don't be mad at me afterwards! What can I do to make you feel better? Do you want some more food?"
No. I didn't.
Suddenly I had an idea.
"Scott?"
"Yes?", he sounded worried.
"T-touch me!", I whispered quietly.
Wait did I really just say that?
Shit.
I didn't want to!
He must think I'm a pervert and needy.
"W-wait what? Are you serious?"
No no no!
"I-I'm sorry-"
"No, it's okay! I mean if you want to and if it makes you happy", his voice was low but I couldn't identify what he was feeling.
I looked up at him confused.
Suddenly he took one hand and laid it on my right chest.
I wasn't prepared for the touch and stiffened.
He stopped but then began twisting my hard nipple.
It felt good and it was hard to suppress a light moan.
Yet I couldn't help but breath faster. I didn't think he would actually do it.
Now he trailed his finger down my stomach and further down to my thigh.
My breathing became even heavier and I began sweating.
Scott began caressing my inner thigh.
He was so near to my crotch. And he got closer and closer.
Before I could do anything he suddenly landed his hand between my legs.
I gasped.
Feeling his touch through the thin fabric got me harder and I felt my skinny jeans getting tight.
Fuck I didn't want him to notice.
He lightly kneaded my boner and then began slipping under my pants.
I immediately felt uncomfortable.
Was this going too far?
Somehow I didn't want him to feel my dick even more and we still are in public.
I grabbed his hand, stopped his motion and pulled his hand out of my pants.
He immediately grabbed his own waist, held it close to his chest and looked at me shocked.
"Omg, I'm sorry! Did I go too far?"
"It's ok, I just, I... I don't know", I mumbled.
I sat back into my chair and crossed my legs to hide my problem.
This was embarrassing and I didn't know what he was thinking. What I was thinking.
I enjoyed it but it ended awkward ... and it was my fault.