Good Meets Bad

Chapter 12 Part 2 of 4

JASMINE'S POV

We just arrived at the movie theatre. Harry parked in the back. Don't know why though, the entrance is in the front.

"C'mon." He said and got out.

I waited for him to come and open the door for me, but he just stood there and waited for me to get out. I opened the door, but I didn't get out.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Harry asked.

"Ya know, this is usually the part where the guy opens the door for the girl and helps her out of the car." I said sarcastically and closed the door.

I have alot of work to do on him. He raised his eyebrow in confusion and looked at me weird. He ended up opening the door for me anyway and helping me out of the car.

"Romantics do weird stuff." He said and closed the door.

I chuckled and grabbed his hand. He jumped at the contact, looked down at our entwined hands, and then looked back up at me.

"Why are you holding my hand?" He asked me.

"Because its cute." I blushed.

He gave me another weird look, shook his head, and started leading me somewhere that wasn't toward the entrance.

"Where are we going? The entrance is the other way." I said.

"You think I'm paying?" He said and opened a door.

"What're we do--"

"Shh." He interrupted and placed his index finger on my lips.

I looked down at his finger and raised my eyebrow. Strange boy.

"Keep quiet." He whispered.

He led me in and quietly closed the door behind us. He pulled me behind a wall and leaned up against it while holding me impossibly close to his body. Is it me or is there 'Mission Impossible' music playing? There isn't? Hm. Its just me.

He, ever so slightly, peeked around the corner with his back still pressed against the wall. He quickly pulled his head back and made me lean on the wall next to him. We heard footsteps and whistling getting closer and closer and as soon as a guy appeared around the corner, BOOM! Harry knocked him out with one brutal punch. Then he grabbed my hand and we ran from behind the wall and into the hallway.

We heard footsteps again and Harry pulled me behind another wall in the same position we were in last time. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Soon enough, a guy carrying an empty metal tray appeared around the corner. Harry quickly hit the tray upwards so it smacked the guy in the face and then knocked him out too. Once again, he grabbed my hand and we ran from behind the wall and into the hallway. Then Harry stopped, went back, grabbed the tray, and caught back up to me.

Again, we heard footsteps and Harry pulled me behind another wall. The footsteps got closer and closer, and another guy appeared around the corner. Harry kicked him in the gut and then knocked him out cold with the metal tray. Then he grabbed my hand and we ran back into the hallway.

Finally, we made it to the movie room, or whatever you call it. We found a seat up at the very top. The room got darker and the movie started.

"Looks like we made it just in time." Harry said quietly.

"Ya know, on romantic dates, guys don't usually sneak the girls into the movie theatre. Just thought I'd let you know that." I whispered.

"Well I wasn't gonna pay 8 pounds for a ticket. I need to save my money for dinner, unless you wanna go hungry." He defended.

I chuckled a little.

"But I admit, it was pretty cool watching you knock out those guys." I smiled at him.

He smiled down at me, kissed my forehead, and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

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The movie was now over and me and Harry walked out of the normal exit instead of doing all that over again. Luckily, they didn't notice us.

"So now, its dinner time." Harry said.

Surprisingly, he walked over to my door and opened it for me. I smiled at him and got in.

"You're learning." I said.

He winked and shut the door, going over to his side. Once he was in, he started the car and we just sat there.

"So what do you want for dinner?" He asked me.

"Anything's fine."

"Chinese it is."