heart break || odell beckham jr. imagines

twenty six - pillow fight

Your Point of View.

As the movie Friday came to an end, I got up from my seat to change the DVD to The Five Heartbeats.

"Do we have to watch this boring ass movie again?" Odell whined from behind me as it now became my sacred movie to watch every time we had a throwback movie marathon at home.

Flicking him off, I didn't know why he hated this movie so much.

It was up there with the best 90s movies in my opinion.

Getting up and walking back to my seat beside Odell, I sat my bowl of buttered popcorn on my lap, not taking my eyes off of the screen until the group united at the end.

Bringing a handful of popcorn to my mouth, I suddenly felt the impact of a pillow hitting the side of my face.

"What in the Hell?" I looked at my husband with a bitchy face.

He knew that the talent show scene was my favorite part of the movie and he had the nerve to take my attention away from it.

"I was bored," he shrugged. "You should have seen your face when I hit you."

"Since you think it's funny, I'm about to beat your ass," I rolled my neck, grabbing a pillow from the side of the couch and pausing the t.v.

"Your cute ass ain't gon do nothing," he boasted, hitting me with his pillow again.

"Don't underestimate me, Odell," I hit him back on his head.

Laughing at each other as feathers from the pillows were being scattered across the room, I was determined to win this pillow fight.