The Flare

Chapter 8

Estelle's POV:
I led Jonathan to Jace's room, the only room with a TV, and started rummaging for at least a decent movie. I pushed through at least twenty-five empty cases before I found Hunger Games. I opened the case and put the disc in the DVD player.
"Hunger Games?" Jonathan said surprised.
"Yeah got a problem with it?" I teased.
He laughed. I got up and turned around and found Jonathan sitting on Jace's bed. I went and sat down beside him, there was no where else to sit. The movie started and Jennifer Lawrence came on the screen.
"Gosh she so awesome! She's my biggest role model." I said.
"Really? I would of thought Shailene Woodley be your's." he said.
"They're a close tie," I replied laughing.
Jonathan and I sat in silence as the movie went on.
"After that I watched you going home everyday. Everyday," said Josh Huterson.
I looked over at Jonathan, he was staring at me. I could feel my blushing face get hotter. I looked down and our hands were so close, yet just far enough away that they weren't touching. I stared at them for the longest time, when his hand moved. Over mine. Our fingers intertwined. I didn't know what to do, no one has ever held my hand that wasn't related to me. It was so alien. My small hand in his large ones.
Jonathan's POV:
She kept her hand in mine for the last 30 minutes of the film, but I could feel her hand tense when I grabbed it. She relaxed after a while and her head rested against mine, but when I looked over she was asleep. Sighing, I picked her up, like a groom would pick up his bride and set her on the couch in the living room.
I bent down and whispered in her ear, "Goodnight." Getting up I slugged over to the love seat. I sat down heavily and heard Estelle mumbled. I sat up suddenly and waited for her to say something, anything.
"Jonathan," she mumbled.
I stood up and went to kneel by the side of the couch. Her hair was in a messy braid and a strand of auburn hair was in her face. Her red lips were curled in to a smile. She was dreaming about me. For some reason a wave of relief washed over me.