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THIRTEEN - OLD DESERTED BUILDING

Don't know much about you
Don't know much about your world, but
Don't want to be alone tonight
On this planet they call Earth

"Just wait here." Tom had been driving for about ten minutes when he suddenly pulled the car into the car park of a small supermarket. Pushing open the door, he added, "I'll be back in less than… four minutes."

I nodded after him, knowing he couldn't hear me now that his door was closed and he was already making his way into the store.

To be honest, this had been one of the weirdest nights I'd had in a long time. It had started off pretty simple and plain – a night in with takeaway and movies – but had quickly changed when I found out my boyfriend of the past six weeks had been cheating on me when I was out picking up my takeaway and I ran into the guy I had gotten used to acknowledging as Sunglass Boy, whose real name was Tom Fletcher.

After that, since he had claimed he was taking his dinner home to "eat it in the dark" – his words, not mine – I invited him to join me in watching the movies Lauren had put aside for me – as long as he got me away from my flat – there were many reminders of my cheating boyfriend that I would rather not have to be witness to.

Next I knew, I was flying back down the stairs with a small portion of the DVDs from the stack and out the door to where I had left Tom waiting before we hurried back up the block and to where his car was parked.

"Can we, you know, just not mention all that again?" I asked waving my hand in the direction of the nearby Indian takeaway place as he pulled away from the curb and into the light traffic. I knew he knew what I was talking about.

He made a zipping motion across his lips, twisting his fingers at the end. "My lips are sealed," he added, tossing what was supposed to be an imaginary key over his shoulder.

Following that, we fell into a silence while Tom navigated the car. But it wasn't uncomfortable. It was the kind that usually happened once you had already known someone for a while and had grown comfortable with just being near them – like the way Lauren and Josh were, the way Tom and I probably shouldn't have been quite so comfortable with after such a short time, but still were.

The car door opening brought me the six-minutes back to the present. I glanced at the clock on the dashboard as Tom slid into the seat, shoving the bags he held into the backseat.

"You're late," I told him while he slipped the key back into the ignition and started up the car.

After backing out of the space his car had been occupying, he stuck his tongue out at me, "So sue me."

"Where were you? What took you so long?" I asked, a hint of a smile on my face he was unable to see in the ever-darkening evening.

He pulled back out onto the road before taking a look at the time for himself. "You're grilling me over a whole minute?" I looked over at him to faintly see his eyebrows raised and a smirk on his lips.

I put on a fake-evil laugh, tapping my fingertips together. "Aha, you're catching onto my devious plan!"

His quirked brow raised even further, a look of confusion tangling his facial features briefly before we both burst out laughing.

As we finished laughing a few seconds later, Tom was just pulling into another car park, this time to what looked like an old and deserted theatre. He parked the car in a spot near what looked like the main doors and turned off the engine.

When I didn't make any movement to move, Tom glanced over at me, giving me a questioning look.

"Y-you're not going to take me in there and murder me or anything, are you?" I asked. There was a hint of humour that I hoped was hiding the slight tremor that I could feel creeping into my words. I hadn't known Tom all that long, but I got the feeling he was not ill-intentioned. Before I knew what happening next, we were both laughing again.

"What do you expect me to think?" I replied as we climbed out of the car, bringing everything with us, as the laughter subsided. "It's dark, I just really met you a few days ago, and then you bring me to some seemingly deserted old building? Yeah, that's not creepy. Nope, not at all."

"Well I was under the impression you wanted a venue for all those movies," Tom replied, a serious look on his face as he took in the small – but still rather large – stack of DVD cases I carried, a hint of humour hidden deep within his words – one that I was still able to catch. After I shrugged and nodded in response, he added, "I called in a couple favours and got my hands on this old place. It was active in the late-1800s, and then after it closed down just after the turn of the century, it was converted into a silent movie theatre. And when that closed about a decade later, it just sat here. Until a few years ago, when a friend of a friend bought it, restored it to its original glory – with the added benefits of some modern advances – and here we are." He pulled out a key from his pocket and opened a door just off to the side of the main entrance, holding the door open for me when it opened.

"Whoa," I breathed once he had found the lights and was finally able to see the theatre we now stood in, taking in all its glorious beauty. It was almost like stepping back in time – except for the DVDs and the takeaway cartons I still held, of course. "This is incredible!"

"I thought you might like it," Tom replied from somewhere above me. I hadn't even been aware that he wasn't anywhere around me anymore until he spoke, inducing me to look up and see where he was stood on a balcony. "C'mon!" he added before turning around and pulling open one of the large doors that had been behind him, disappearing inside the room.

I had been just about to take an extra minute to look at the restored theatre when a chill ran down my spine. Hurrying up the staircase as quickly as I could with full arms, I followed after where Tom had just gone to, crashing into him as soon as the door was open – apparently, he had been just about to come and get me himself.

Tom picked the couple of movies that had fallen off the stack I was carrying up off the floor from when we crashed, taking the rest as well, before leading me to another, smaller room. He put the stack of movies on a ledge, and then turned to face me. The room looked like one you might see at a common-day movie theatre, except this one had a few differences – there was some of the equipment needed to run a show over one-hundred years ago, as well as there being some pretty new and fancy equipment, most of which I wouldn't have been able to name – except the DVD and Blu-ray players.

"Which one do you want to watch?" I asked Tom and he looked back at the movies. "Have you seen any of them? I haven't – that's why Lauren's making me watch them – not like it's such a big deal, she's good at picking movies," I added and then shut myself up, realising I had been rambling when Tom glanced back at me, a laugh on his face.

"How about this one?" he suggested, holding one of the cases up. When I just shrugged, he opened it and popped it into the DVD player next to him, and then pushed a couple of switches and a few lights came on in the main room, as well as the giant screen lighting up. A few seconds passed, and we could hear the sound come on as well. "Shall we?" He collected what he had brought, and we made our way – somewhat blindly as he had dimmed the lights a bit to enhance the watching experience – to seats in the middle of the large room.

We had just settled into the seats – which were surprisingly comfortable, and were probably pretty new and unused – Tom having just revealed his supermarket purchases of some snacks and drinks to make it even more like being in a proper movie theatre, when the menu screen of the DVD came up.

"Oh right!" Tom cried, jumping out of his seat. A moment later, the screen went dark, and a moment after that, Tom returned.

"This is really cool. I've never been in alone – well, you know – in a theatre before. Especially not one like this," I told him as the movie's opening credits began. I didn't know what it was, but even after everything that I had been through before Tom had come along earlier that evening, I couldn't help the smile that seemed to want to remain permanently on my face – and I didn't mind, not one bit.

song: taking chances by celine dion

an: yay! tom and adara bonding! yay!
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