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"i take it the project didn't go well," he guessed, awkwardly smiling. i sighed before nodding and invited him in.
"you need any help?" he asked kindly, seeing me with 5 cups of coffee. "not really, i'm nearly finished. just one more paragraph," i answered, not wanting to bother him. i finished the last sentence and i sat next to him on the sofa.
"why'd you come suddenly?" i questioned, not trying to sound offensive. "you don't want me to be here?" he scoffed. "no, i just -" "hey, i was just kidding. it was boring at home." he cut me off.
my face flushed red with embarrassment. "let's do something, ying!" he exclaimed like a little kid. wow, he was actually really cute. "hm, you wanna watch a movie?" i asked, reaching out for a movie disk. he nodded and ran to the couch. i inserted the disk into the player and grabbed a blanket and popcorn.
we sat extremely close due to the small blanket. as the movie started, my heart rate started rising, from the closeness and because i picked a horror movie. 'BASED ON A TRUE STORY' shone boldly through the darkness of the screen.
"that's it, i'm done," i stated, standing up to eject the disk, but was held back when hendery pulled me back down. " i really wanna watch this, pleaseeee?" he pleaded.
i sighed before giving in. "you can cuddle me if you're scared," he whispered under his breath. "what was that?" i asked, to be extra clear if that was what he said. "n-nothing," he stampered, eyes glued to the screen.
as the movie progressed, the closer i got next to hendery and before i knew it, i was cuddled into his chest. whenever there were jumpscares, i would bury my face into his chest while jumping a little.
i felt like my heart was going to leap out of my chest, and i felt that his was too. by the time the movie was over, i looked at him dead in the eye, then realising our position.
"I'M SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO GET SO CLOSE," i apologised profusely, my face burning up. he gulped, with his face as red as mine, "i-it's okay." we were caught in an awkward silence (*crow sounds*) but after a while, we just laughed it off.
it was getting late and my dad was going to come home from work soon, so i said goodbye to him as he returned to his apartment.
millions of thoughts flew through my head. do i like him? does he like me? is it even okay to be so close to a friend? thinking is tiring. i guess i'll sleep through the curiosity.
