I don't own the WWF and these people.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Matt and Amy were sitting on the couch comfortably snuggling up against each other, watching a classic horror movie that was anything but scary. The movie was illuminating the room with a bright glow and cast shadows on the wall from pictures standing on the mantle of the fireplace and from furniture. They were both dressed as if they were about to go to sleep. At the moment they were occupied with each other, staring into each other's eyes lovingly.
Their love angle on screen in the WWF was anything but fake. The kisses they exchanged before and after matches were anything but pretend. At first, maybe it was so, but soon enough they realized they're real feelings for one another and started dating. They were now together for a few months and their relationship was very strong.
It wasn't extremely serious; they weren't going to get married any time soon, but they always knew what the other was thinking about or feeling. They had an understanding, a connection. They have always clicked, right from the first moment they met. They had a great friendship, and still do, but now it was more than that.
They were crazy about each other and thought constantly about one another. It even went as far as thinking aloud with friends in the room. It had gotten annoying to them, but they were glad that Matt and Amy were so happy.
Matt yawned and put his arm around Amy. He sighed. "I'm bored. This movie highly qualifies as a comedy movie, not a horror. It's so cheesy."
"It is not. I happen to like it and I think it's very scary," Amy said.
"Then how come you're not screaming and cowering under my arm, huh? I would enjoy the movie much more, then," Matt slightly whined with a tone of hope.
Amy hit his arm. "Oh, please. You'd be the one screaming like a girl and hiding. I take it like a guy."
"Thanks. You just hurt my manly pride," Matt pouted.
"Oooh," Amy smiled getting closer to Matt, "I'm sowwy. I know how much that means to you,"
"Thank you," Matt said.
"But, I like the movie better when you do that," Amy said with a giggle.
"Hey!" Matt said angrily, but then cracked a grin, "Seriously, though, I'm falling asleep here. Let's do something else. I'm suffering here…can't you see I'm suffering? I'm just going to drop dead and-"
"Alright," Amy interrupted, "I'll turn off the movie and we can do something else." She went to the t.v. took out the tape, and set it on top of the t.v.
"Yeah!" Matt said with satisfaction.
"Well, I wouldn't want to have to take your body and throw it in a ditch somewhere," put in Amy sitting back on the couch.
"I'll let that comment slide," said Matt, "So, what do ya wanna do?"
"I don't know. I guess, a movie's out and I don't feel like going out," Amy said, "I just want to be with you."
They sat on the couch together with Amy's head resting on Matt's shoulder just relaxing for a while. For both, this was their first really serious relationship. They had been with other people, but it never got to that level. With each other, they found a lot of things and could connect to each other. Their relationship was special to them.
Amy got up and stretched. It was dark outside, except for a faint light coming from the moon, which was slightly covered by clouds. She could hear the light wind blowing against the window and making the trees in the backyard rustle. It was so nice and calm.
"I think we should get to sleep. We have to wake up early tomorrow," Amy said.
"Oh, why'd you have to remind me?" Matt said getting up. Amy laughed.
They took hands and went up to bed.