Jealousy: The Full Series - An Andi Mack Fanfic

2x07 - The Kiss That Felt Like Hours

Jonah's POV:
I had asked Cyrus to wait outside my room while I changed. I finally finished and I opened it up, so he could enter.

"Let's try it again. Hey, Cyrus. Glad you could make it." I said, jokingly.

He just giggled. "What should we do now, boyfriend?"

"I don't know, boyfriend. How about a movie?"

He walked into my room and put his bag on the ground. "Do I get to choose it?"

"Nah. I had the perfect movie in mind." I pulled out, "Hannah Montana's Grand Musical."

Cyrus groaned, "Why?! That movie is so stupid!!!"

"Come on. It's my favorite." It took all my willpower not to laugh.

He rolled his eyes. "Fine. We'll watch it." He seemed to want to leave already. I don't blame him.

I put the DVD in the player, and Cyrus's expression changed from boredom to surprise. The words, "Up At Night" had popped up on the screen.

"Jonah?" he said fearfully. "What's going on?"

"Surprise. It's actually a horror movie."

He seemed desperate to escape. "I'm not much for horror. Can we please watch another one?"

"Aww, come on, Cy." I wrapped my arm around him. "If you get scared, I'll be here to keep you safe."

He seemed to calm down. "Thanks."

The evil spirit had just grabbed one of the characters, and dragged him down the dark hall. This caused Cyrus to scream and bury his face into my stomach.

His voice was muffled. "yu ned ta gt sm eb."

"What?" I asked.

He lifted his head. "You need to get some abs."

I teased him back. "Heh. It's not like you have any either."

We both started laughing, which made us seem sadistic, considering we were laughing right as the entire family was slaughtered in the movie.

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Cyrus's POV:
The movie was really good. Even though I was looking away the entire time. What can I say? I'm more of a comedic drama kind of person.

I had just noticed that Jonah had his arm around me the entire movie, so I decided to put mine around him.

He had looked at me, and we stared a each other for a pretty long time.

It was probably my insecurity acting up, but I suddenly asked him, "Jonah. Why do you like me?"

He got a little worried. "What do you mean?"

"You shouldn't like me. I'm wimpy and weak, and insecure. You could have so much better."

He hugged me. "Sure, but you're also kind, and funny, and so smart."

"So are you." I was blushing. I blush a lot around him.

"I know I am, but you're 10x that. You're always there to lighten the mood. You listen to us when we need to vent about our feelings."

"Others do that too, you know?"

"But you practically make it your life goal to make our lives better. Ultimate frisbee isn't a popular sport, and you still stay with us."

"If I'm being honest," I said. "I probably wouldn't have helped out if you weren't on that team. You were probably the only reason I became a fan."

"It's not like I'm mad about that. You were such a great help to the team. We wouldn't even be close to where we are without you. I wouldn't be who I am, without you."

"What do you mean?" I felt like I knew what he was going to say, but I still asked, just in case.

"The day I knew I was bi. That was the day I met you. Your smile. That positive attitude. It was all so cute to me." He held my hand. "I just knew. I had a crush on you."

Oh my gosh. I can't believe it. Jonah Beck, THE Jonah Beck. Had a crush on me since the very beginning.

Jonah continued talking. "Cyrus, I love you."

Those three words just caught me off guard. "I, uh..."

"I'm so sorry! It just slipped. If you're not ready to say it back, it's fine. Are you not ready to say it back?" He was so flustered.

I had a burst of confidence, and I leaned closer towards him. "Does this answer your question?"

I kissed him. Yes. On the lips. I never had any practice with kissing, but boy, did it feel good. He was kissing back too. Neither of us we're holding back. And it was amazing.

Our eyes never opened. That kiss felt like hours... until I woke up.