Pretty Boy

Maybe I Don't Quite Know What To Say

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Pleased with waves of excitement flowing through my body, I soothe myself comfortably as I wait in line to buy movie tickets with Hogan.

I've decided to ask Hogan to go to the cinema with me this morning to ease our boredom of being alone in his house all day again. It doesn't really matter to me if I spend a whole year alone with Hogan in just one room. However, it'll be much better if we get to enjoy other things together while going outside. Like dates. Cinema date, to be exact. Honestly, I wouldn't really care what we do as long as we continue to be who we are. Yet, I could already assume that Hogan probably has other plans for what we're going to do from how he has been whispering dirty things to my ear the whole way here. It's definitely a big turn on with how detailed his thoughts are and I can't help but roll my eyes from lust whenever he talks about what he wants to do to me in the seats.

How his lips would roam around my neck while certain scenes played on the screen, and how we had to hold our moans back so we wouldn't be heard from across the theater. All of it is breath-taking and my dick craves every bit of his desired attention. I can't really complain about what he's offering since that's probably what I've been thinking about too while planning this date with him.

The line continues to move in front of us with each ticket sold, and my heart bursts as my gaze locks onto Hogan with the same light-hearted stare he always gives me. I hold my hand out to hold his and brush my thumb against his skin.

I tried to take a glance around us to take a subtle look, yet the stares that exchanged glances towards us couldn't help but make me feel disappointed. There are some guys from our school that look at us disgustingly when their gaze trails to our intertwined hands. They're frowning while looking at us, though all I could do then is to act nonchalant even though my heart breaks with annoyance and anxiousness. There's not really much of them there since the others don't normally give us side eyes whenever we hold hands. They just continue on their way, silently, and don't bother to acknowledge our presence at all. Honestly, that's all I could wish for once Hogan and I are official.

We finish buying our tickets from the counter, and we proceed to the snack area. There's still twenty minutes more before the movie starts, so we still have plenty of time to buy food and satisfy our cravings throughout the show. The line was not really that long, so we easily made our way through to the snack counter.

"What can I get you both?" The woman at the counter asks, sweetly.

Hogan looks at me and leans on the counter to glance at the foods. "What do you want?"

My eyes trail their way to search for the options and settle for a simple pick. "i'll just have a salted popcorn," I say before turning to Hogan again. "What about you?"

His gaze tracks to look at the choices, though he just goes with the same as mine. "Yeah, I think I'll just have that too. Both mediums," he says to the lady at the counter as we wait for our orders to be served.

My eyes move to look around us again as my gaze falls on the sight of a black-haired girl along with the sharpness of a guy next to her wearing a leather jacket. My eyes widen from the familiarity of them as my gaze suddenly locks with her brown ones, making her spark up. She taps the guy next to her to look at our presence, and I immediately move my gaze away from them as I lean closer to Hogan, hoping they wouldn't come to us.

"Hey." Fuck.

I try to glance at Hogan, who stiffens from hearing her voice before I turn around to meet her with a forced smile on my lips. "Hi Bre and, uh....Collier," I greet them.

She rolls her eyes sarcastically at my words, as if I'm acting foolish, and begins settling herself between me and Hogan, leaving us confused. Her hands move to sling on our shoulders as Collier switches to stand on my other side.