“Um” I respond.
“Come on, on me” He smiles.
“Sure, sweet” I smile
“What’s the magic word?” Luke says, smirking.
I roll my eyes and say “Pleeeeaaaase” in response, smirking back.
We spend 5 minutes deciding what we want, and I have to admit; Luke really is splashing out.
We finally reach the counter, and an early twenty year old guy asks us what we want.
“Two tango ice blasts, a medium nachos, sweet large popcorn, a bag of Haribos and a bag of maltesers, please” Luke says.
I don’t think I’ve ever had this much cinema food before.
“That’s £27.50, anything else?” The guy asks.
“That’s it, thanks” Luke says back. The guy goes off to prepare our food and drink and I turn to Luke.
“Luke, that’s a lot of money, I have to pay you some money” I say, looking at his ocean-blue eyes. He looks back at me and smirks, laughing slightly.
“Nope, it’s on me” He says back, laughing.
“You sure?” I say, just to be safe.
“Yes!” Luke shouts, slightly.
He kisses me, taking me by surprise. I kiss him back and when the guy comes back, we separate.
“Here ya go, mate” He hands Luke the stuff, Luke not letting me carry anything.
“Thanks” Luke says.
We head off back towards our screening, Screen 8, Luke holding my hand all the way. He opens the door for me, I smile at him. He comes through after me.
We sit in the middle row, on the right. Luke sits on the left of me and hands me my tango blast (large), as well as our bag of sweets. He takes a slurp of his tango blast.
The adverts, last for another 20 minutes while me and Luke chat quietly about EastEnders and chocolate.
When the film finally starts, me and Luke turn our phones off. We don’t hold hands but we laugh at funny parts of the film. The sad parts of the film, I almost cry, while Luke says “Awww”.
The film is like an hour and a half long, and when it finishes, and the lights slightly turn back on, I stand up and leave, Luke following.
“Good movie?” Luke asks, looking up at me.
“Yeah, awesome, what you think, Luke?” I say
“Good, no Fast and furious 7 but okay” He says, smirking.
“Oh, shhh” I say, laughing.
“So, shopping?” He says grabbing my hand, gently.
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That Boy With The Beanie
FanfictionYeah, there is this guy, at my school and his eyes sparkle like a star from outer space, his Australian accent melts my heart, his casual beanies and his larger than life quiff make me love him even more, and his name is Luke Hemmings...
