Almost

= S I X T Y - F O U R =

I walk into the living room falling onto the couch beside him. I look at the three movies he has held in his hands towards me and look at my options. 

"The Incredibles? Really?" I say taking it from him and looking at him weirdly. 

He shrugs his shoulders with a small smile. "What? It's a good movie." 

"Yeah but Toy Story is even better." I say taking the second of the three movies from him. 

"Toy Story? No way." He says with a quick shake of his head.

I gasp dramatically holding my hand to my heart in mock offense. "So, what I'm hearing is you don't like the movie? Cause if that's the case..." 

"I'm sorry to break it to you." He plays along patting me on the shoulder consoling me. 

"We can't be friends anymore. I'm sorry. I can't associate myself with someone who doesn't like Toy Story because 8-year-old me would never forgive me." I say defeatedly pouting at him. 

"Damn. Is it too late to take back what I said?" He asks. 

"Sure. If we watch all 4 movies though." I say leaning back and crossing my arms with a smirk as he gaped at me. 

"All 4? You're joking." 

"Not in the slightest." 

"Dear Lord have mercy on me." He says. 

I laugh holding my stomach for support at how worried he looked at having to sit through four movies of Toy Story. I mean I would let him off but I hadn't watched it in years since John threw out everything that reminded him of my mom. And mom buying it for our weekly movie night was a definite reminder of her. 

Soon my laughter ceases and as soon as it does I realize Ale was no longer next to me but stood behind the couch with a wicked grin on his face. I look at him confused but I see what he has held up and I look beside me seeing the movie is gone.

"Oh no, you didnt." 

"Oh yes, I did." 

I quickly stand up and race around the couch to grab it off him but he's too fast for me and he's standing opposite me with the couch behind the only object between us. 

"Give it to me and we won't have any problems, buddy." I say with my hands on my hips.

"Or I don't give it to you and we watch something normal instead?" He says with a nonchalant shrug. 

"Are you calling my beloved Toy Story not normal?" I question him with a loud gasp. 

"I mean... Their toys that can talk and move around. Where's the normal in that?" He asks me pretending to be interested in the subject.

"You're gonna regret that." I say and before he can do anything I leap over the couch, jumping onto the cushion and tackling him down. 

We wrestle for a few seconds both vibrating with laughter as I try to grab the movies off him and him trying to keep them from me by keeping them high above his head where I can't reach. 

"Ok. Ok. I give up I can't anymore. Jesus woman remind me to never try challenging you." Alessandro says lowering his hand breathing for air. 

I take the opportunity and take them off him with a large grin as I smirk in triumph. "Told you you'd regret that." 

Looking down at him, a grin on my face I realizing his face as turned a light shade of pink. Just as I'm about to ask if he was really that tired out after that I realize the compromising position we're in and the embarrassed look he's giving me.