But Who Would You Live For?

He's Falling In Love

Jenna:

We were only an hour into the movie and I could already feel myself becoming emotional. Nothing particularly tear gripping was happening on the screen. But I knew what was coming. I'd seen the movie too many times to not emotionally prepare myself for the ending ahead of time.

I glanced up at the warm man on the couch beside me. Well, under me considering the way I was sprawled across his lap. He didn't look half as interested in the movie as I was. His eyes would only focus on the movie for a minute or two before he was distracted by something in the otherwise dark room. The click of the clock on the wall. The sound of a car passing the house. His own fingers drumming on the cushioned arm rest.

I couldn't blame him for his limited interest in the film. Everyone in the world has probably watched Titanic an uncountable number of time. But it didn't matter how many times I saw Jack gamble his way onto the ship, or Rose attempt to jump off the boat, or their naked drawing scene, the move snatched my heart every time.

But clearly, I was alone in that. Ty looked absolutely bored with it all. I knew he'd never complain because I wanted to watch it. But I also didn't want him to spend the next two hours and fifteen minutes (yes I knew the exact length and I wasn't ashamed) wishing he was doing something else.

"Tyler." I whispered.

He turned his gaze downward. "What?"

"You're not paying attention."

"Yes I am." He looked at the television again.

"No you're not."

He gave up the pretense and turned his low eyes on me again. "I already know how it's going to end. It's not a riveting tale after the fourth watch."

"I still find it exciting." I smirked proudly. "And I use to watch it every night just so I could cry."

"That's healthy, you freak." He grimaced. I giggled, pulling on his earlobe. "I do like the Celine Dion song though."

"Cover it at a concert." I joked.

"Maybe I will." His chin lifted. "Do you know Josh has never seen this movie?"

I jackrabbited into a sitting position. That had to be illegal. "No way! We have to go grab him out of bed and force him to watch it."

"Well, he's seen some of it." Tyler was sheepish. "He's seen the nude scene."

"Of course he has." My body shook from how hard I was laughing.

"Don't you tell him I told you that."

"Oh I most definitely will."

"Don't you dare!" He lunged for me.

I didn't have time to move before he was on top of me. Using both his hands to tickle my sides. I squirmed against him. Burying myself deeper into the couch.

"Ty, stop!" I squealed, out of breath. Tickling should be considered a form of torture. "Please!"

"Are you going to tell Josh?"

"No!" I tried to muffle my giggles to avoid waking everyone else in the house who was probably sleeping. "I won't tell. I promise!"