"So where are we going?" I asked as soon as we were out as the hotel.
"Surprise" he answered. I looked at his face and noticed an amused glint in his eyes.
"Come on, tell me. Please?" I said pouting.
"Nope, sorry"
"Pretty please?"
"No"
"Pretty please with cherries on top?"
"I don't like cherries and no"
"Pretty please with pistachios and whipped cream?"
This time he laughed. "I don't like pistachios either"
"Pretty please with-"
"We're here!" he exclaimed happily cutting me off.
"Ooh the cinema!" I said happily clapping my hands.
Eric laughed at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing"
"Tell me" I demanded.
"You look like a kid on Christmas morning"
"Well excuse me if the last time I went to the cinema with a friend was two years ago"
"Why?"
"I'd rather not talk about that right now and kill the mood"
"Okay. Let's go inside." He took my hand intertwining our fingers as he led me inside the building. We made our way to the ticket counter.
"What do you want to see?" Eric asked.
"I don't know" I answered while my eyes roamed our choices. One of them caught my eye and a smile crept onto my face.
"Harry Potter?" I suggested.
"The magical dude?"
"Yup" I said popping the p.
Eric groaned. "Not you too"
"You don't like Harry Potter?" I asked with wide eyes.
"No" he answered.
I gasped putting my free hand on my heart and I stared at him with a shocked expression. "You don't like Harry Potter? Who in their right mind doesn't like Harry Potter? Are you even from this planet? Maybe you have a fever"
"I don't like Harry Potter, yes I'm from this planet and no I don't have a fever. Plus I think it's a really stupid movie" he answered casually.
"Oh no you didn't. No one says Harry Potter is stupid. You had better be grateful that you're my boyfriend or you would have found yourself in the hospital."
Eric laughed and I crossed my arms. "Your weird you know that?"
"I try my best" I answered shrugging.
"I like that" he said smiling.
I blushed. "So what do you want to see?" I asked.
He shrugged and I smiled. "Harry Potter it is then"
"What? No!"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"No"
"Yes"
"HA! Gotchya" I said winking at him.
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The Undercover Model
Teen FictionWhen your a nerd nobody really looks at you, so what happens when a supermodel takes that advantage in highschool so no one will recognize her? Amy Sanders is your typical teenager except for the fact that she lives two lives. How will she cope? And...
