What Would Happen Maybe If..? {a Christian Wossilek fanfic}

Chapter 18

{Christian's POV}

        "Soo, what do you wanna do?"

        "I don't know... I'm kind of tired, wanna watch a movie?"

        "Sure," I smiled, "You can pick it if you want."

        "Netflix or a DVD?" she asked.

        "Netflix, duh."

        "Hmm... Smurfs 2? I haven't seen it yet!" Sarah exclaimed.

        "Works for me."

        "I'll go make popcorn," Sarah said as she walked into the kitchen.

        "Okay," I said as I put the movie on. I placed my computer on my bed so it was in front of us and sat down on the bed. By the time the movie was all set up, Sarah came back in with the bowl of popcorn.

        "Where should I put it?"

        "I'll take it," I told her as I held out my hand.

        "Here," she handed it to me.

        "All mine!" I teased as I pulled it away from her.

        "No! Give me some!"

        "Never," I took a handful of popcorn and stuffed it in my mouth.

        "Christian, I made it," she pouted, "pleasee?"

        I shook my head no.

        "Fine, I'll get it myself!" she jumped on top of me and grabbed my arm. "All mine now," she took the bowl out of my hand. Just now realizing she was sitting on my lap, inches away from my face, we stared into each others eyes. Her legs were wrapped around my waist and my hands were on her lower back.

        Should I do it? I wondered to myself. One part of me was telling me to, but the other was telling me to wait.

        She's not going to be here for much longer though... She's going back to Florida soon, I might not have this chance for awhile.

        Then do it.

        But what if she doesn't react?

        Man up Christian, just do it. I argued with myself.

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{Sarah's POV}

        Silence was filling the room, not an awkward silence though... It was a comfortable silence. I could tell Christian was thinking about something, but I didn't want to say anything.

        He moved one of his hands from my back and caressed my cheek in the palm of his hand. Slowly, he started to lean in.

        Is he going to kiss me? I wondered. Seconds after, my question was answered by him placing his lips on mine and I kissed him back. It only lasted about 5 seconds but it was still perfect. Once he pulled away, he rested his forehead on mine.

        "That was better than a movie," I breathed out a laugh.

        "Yeah?" he questioned. I nodded my head yes. Smiling into the kiss, he leaned in again. This one felt different though; more passionate. He pulled away again. "So, how about that movie," he laughed.

        "Let's watch it," I smiled. He reached over to the computer and put the movie on then laid down, pulling me with him. I laid next to him, rested my head on his chest, and cuddled up next to him. He wrapped his arm around me; resting his hand on my waist. This moment is perfect.