After the Movies.

"Wow! That movie was so amazing. I didn't even cry that much." Fiona smiled and looked at Adam, who was smiling back down at her. He shook his head and looked up, slipping his hand into his pocket for a cigarette.

"Yea, it's not like my shoulder isn't soaked." Fiona playfully hit his shoulder, laughing. Adam smiled and placed the cigarette in his mouth, lighting it and taking a drag. Fiona rubbed her shoulder and shivered. Adam slid out of his jacket, stood behind her and wrapped her in it. She smiled, leaning back towards him. They walked like this for what seemed like hours, but was a mere couple of minutes. Fiona looked up, and mumbled,

"Adam? Why haven't you talked to me in so long? Before this, I mean." Fiona bit her lip. Adam took a long drag and looked into her eyes, blowing smoke on to her lips, hoping to get a rise out of her. To his surprise, she blushed even more. He looked away, walking up the steps to her condo.

Fiona grew impatient, wanting an answer she knew she needed to hear.

"Adam. I'm not letting you go till you tell me." She stomped her foot and crossed her arms, standing in front of the door. Adam shrugged, turned around and began walking away. Fiona ran up to him and tugged on his sleeve.

"So be it. You're spending the night." Adam walked her back down, to her car, and began driving home. Fiona felt herself smile, and chastised herself for being happy about this. He wasn't going to answer her and yet this made up for it.

They arrive at his house, and he unlocked the door. Adam shushed Fiona and snuck her into his room. He laid in bed, taking off his shoes and laying down flat on his stomach. The bed was unusually small, feeling as though it'd fit 1 and a half people.

'Why does he have such a small bed?' Fiona thought, confused.

She walked into the room and laid beside him. Adam moved back a bit to give her more room, and covered her. They were so close together, Adam had to put his arm over her to be comfortable.

'I hope this isn't uncomfortable for her…' Adam bit his lip. 'Alright, I really like her. It's not just a crush anymore. I really, really like her; what am I supposed to say? Fiona, I like you so much. I want to protect you, I want to keep you safe, Like R wanted for Julie in that movie we watched.* I wanna make you happy and I want to tell you how beautiful and smart I think you are, and God how it hurts to know you like someone else…I don't know why there's a part of me that holds on to hope that maybe, just maybe you like me back or something. The smallest crush would mean everything to me. You're so fucking perfect, and I don't know why I like you so much, or when it got so bad, or why it hurts that you like someone else. You were never mine to begin with, I was never supposed to like you. I knew you'd never be mine, so why does it hurt? Because I'll never get the chance to tell you how much I like you. I'll never be able to tell you how gorgeous you are, even if you don't see it, I want to prove it to you. I want to hold you and tell you you're not broken because I know you get upset and you can't bottle that stuff in, I wanna be your outlet because I can take it when you're angry at me and I'd do anything for you, absolutely anything and-'

Adam felt Fiona grab his arm and pull him a bit closer, sliding back against him. He felt confused, why was she holding his arm? Wait- were they spooning? Adam chewed his lip. Fiona was asleep, and she turned her face towards his. They were close, close enough that Fiona's breath fell upon Adam's lips, and he fixed his breath so that he'd breathe in every bit of the intoxicating, addicting scent. After almost half an hour of him drawing circles and infinity signs on her side with his finger, she moves so close, her leg was on top of his and her arm was above his and she was laying on his shoulder, and Adam's chin rested on hers and his nose was pressed against his cheek so close he'd gently rub it against hers lovingly. His arm was over her stomach, and he held her, listening to her occasional sighs and her soft breathing. He knew she probably was dreaming of someone else, imagining he was the person she adored, wishing he could be that person but knowing she probably thought it was the man she really liked and not Adam. Adam was in tortured bliss, one foot in heaven and the other in hell. Then, she moved her face so close, Adam couldn't even breathe- but he didn't want to move. He was comfortable, and he didn't want to stop holding her- but he needed air, so he moved back a bit, and Fiona moved too.

"Where's the cover?" She asked sleepily. Adam moved his hand off her slowly, grabbing the cover from under her and rewrapping her. She covered herself and turned away from him. He threw his arm over her, checking his phone. Eli was texting him, and Adam told him about what was happening. After about an hour of texting him, it was about 6:40am. Adam decided to go back to sleep. He laid under the cover, sliding his hand over Fiona's stomach once again, moving closer to her, hoping she'd slide back and lay with him again.

7:10am

Adam woke up to Fiona sliding closer to him, laying close enough that their sides were touching, and Adam wanted so badly to say, 'come here,' but didn't want to make it awkward. So he just turned a bit, holding her close. She turned her head, and laid it on his shoulder. He felt as though his heart was going to explode.

8:30am

*BEEP* *BEEP*

Adam awoke once again to his alarm, playing a soft yet annoyingly familiar tune. Yea, she needed to go. He didn't want her to go though, but she'd told him the night before that she needed to meet with her mom. He sighed and stared down at her a bit. Their position had changed a bit, she was now laying on his arm. She was awake, he was sure, and he moved the arm he was holding her with awkwardly out from under the cover, reaching back to grab his phone and turn off the alarm. Fiona sighed and moved closer to him, he head getting closer to his shoulder.

"Fi, it's 8:30." Fiona sighed a bit, moving closer. He swallowed.

"You wanted me to wake you, remember?" She moved closer towards him, and they were once again spooning.

8:40am

Adam hadn't slept. He'd held her and enjoyed the last few minutes he had with her. A song began playing loudly behind him, and Fiona awoke. She didn't move though, neither of them did, but Adam knew it may be her mom. He sat up slowly, rising Fiona with him reluctantly. He reached back and grabbed her phone, unplugging it and handing it to her. He had his arm around her shoulder, drawing gently circled on her shoulder. Fiona hung up, and they both layed back down, Adam placing his arm over her tummy and her grabbing his.

"How long till she gets here?"

"She said 15 minutes." Fiona rose, with Adam following.

"Is any of your stuff in here?"

"I'm not sure, lets check."

AN: Holy. Fuck. I am NOT going back and proof-reading all of that. xD

Side-note: Sweet jaysus you guys are actually reviewing it aww you don't know how much it helps to know you're all actually reading… :3 Lemme know what you want me to write! I thought'd be cute to write them cuddling.