My eyes continued their journey back and forth between the clock and the mirror while I waited for Eli to arrive. Biting my lip, I studied my reflection carefully for any imperfections.
As the seconds ticked past, my lips slowly curled up into a giddy smile. I looked cute tonight, but not in an overly dressed up way. My dark blue jeans weren't crazy tight and the long sleeved turquoise shirt really brought out the icy blue in my eyes. My makeup was also straightforward. Just a little black eyeliner and mascara to frame my eyes and some strawberry gloss on my lips.
"Relax Clare." I ordered myself, trying to calm my fluttering heart. It was amazing how after six months of dating Eli, I still got nervous when we were alone.
Jumping as the doorbell rang, I realized it was already seven and rushed out of my bedroom. In a failed attempt not to skip all the way downstairs, I quickly threw open the door and found myself faced with the amused green eyes and crooked smirk I knew so well.
"Miss me?" Eli asked smugly, walking in and hugging me around the waist.
I rolled my eyes, "Oh yes, these last three hours without you have been absolutely awful."
"Sarcasm much?" he laughed, taking me by the hand and pulling me into the living room.
"Guess you're rubbing off on me." I mumbled and he gave my fingers a squeeze, smiling faintly.
"So?" he asked as he pulled me down next to him on the couch, "What are we doing this lovely Friday night?"
"We're going to watch my favorite movie." I said excitedly, getting up and walking over to the entertainment system.
"Twilight?" he mocked as I turned on the DVD player.
I turned back to him with my hands on my hips. "Elijah Goldsworthy, have you ever heard of s love story called The Notebook?"
He groaned and smacked his palm to his forehead. "There is no way I'm watching that chick flick."
"Really," I smiled walking towards him. I bent down so we were nose to nose, "Because if you're going to date me, watching chick flicks is a requirement."
His lips automatically pulled up into a crooked smirk, "No." he stated, staring me down with his jade green orbs.
Gently brushing my mouth against his, I felt his lips twitch slightly as I whispered against them. "If I can watch an hour and a half of The Grudge, you'll live through this."
"But you barely watched the movie. All you did was scream and jump into my lap the entire time." He argued weakly as I traced my hand up and down his neck.
"Oh like you didn't enjoy it." I teased.
He gave a dramatic sigh before looking up at me through his lashes, "Fine, but only for you."
"I knew you'd see it my way." I grinned before straightening up. However, before I was able to move away, Eli grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down so I was sprawled out over his lap. Raising my head to look at him, I was caught off guard when his chapped lips crashed down to mine. Closing my eyes, I wrapped my arms around his neck when his tongue traced my bottom lip before poking into my mouth to meet mine. After a few seconds…or minutes of sweet bliss, I unglued my mouth from Eli's and panted slightly staring at the movie's menu replaying itself on the TV screen.
"I should probably press play." I mumbled, standing up and going over to start the movie. Returning back to Eli, I sat beside him and snuggled into his side as his arm draped around my shoulder.
It was funny how although I'd seen this movie a dozen times, I never got tired of it. I laughed when Noah and Allie were lying in the middle of the street and blushed when they were about to do it in the abandoned house.
I hadn't really been paying much attention to Eli until the end of the movie when the elderly Noah and Allie are dancing together and she suddenly forgets who he is and what's going on. I bit my lip, trying to keep the tears from spilling down my cheeks when a strange sniffling sound reached my ears. Turning my head ever so slightly, I noticed Eli's black clad arm hastily dabbing at his eyes. Reaching for the remote, I paused the movie and turned my body toward him, "Are you crying?" I asked, slightly taken aback.
He shook his head quickly and avoided my gaze. "No."
Putting my hand on his arm, I whispered in his ear. "This is why I like this movie."
He turned to give me an incredulous look, tears just barely visible in his eyes. "Because she doesn't remember the man she loves?"
I shook my head and unfroze the movie, playing it out until the end when Allie and Noah die in each other's arms. "I love this movie because it shows how no matter what, true love will always prevail."
Eli cupped my chin and turned my face toward him. Tilting my face up so its mere inches from his, he gave me a sheepish smile. "I know. I kind of read the book."
Rolling my eyes, I used my fingers to brush his bangs out of his eyes, "Figures."
"Maybe I should just get "Hopeless Romantic" tattooed across my forehead." He joked.
"I was thinking more of something along the lines of "Cheesy Sap" but that'll work.
He linked his arms around my waist "But that's why you love me."
"Lucky me." I murmured truthfully, pushing my lips up into his.