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Chapter 2:
Haley's POV
After we had paid for the videos, Lucas and I headed back to his house. Karen was still at the Cafe, so we were all alone. Luke immediately went to the fridge, pulling out two cans of soda and then reached above the fridge for a bag of Walmart popcorn.
"The essentials." He grinned, heading for the livingroom. "Gotta have 'em."
I laughed. "Of course, it wouldn't be movie night without them." I plopped down on the plush couch, tossing my legs across his lap. "What are we watching first?"
"I thought we'd start with a chickflick, then one of my choices, then your other movie and end with my other one." Luke pressed play and sat back, delving into the popcorn.
"Sounds fair." I nodded in agreement. "So, which one is first."
"The musical, while I'm still awake." He joked, before scarfing down a handful of popcorn.
"Pig." I teased. "Save some for me."
"My popcorn." He hugged the bag close to his chest, before laughing and handing it to me.
"And you say I'm the dork." I rolled my eyes and helped myself to handful.
"You are." Luke replied, before we both fell into silence and watched the movie.
"That had to be the most pointless movie I have ever seen." Luke blurted, once Moulin Rouge was over.
"You know you loved it.' I teased, tossing a piece of popcorn at him. "Even if you won't admit it."
"Yes, all the pointless singing and dancing really made my night." Luke rolled his eyes, tossing a piece of popcorn back at me. "Now, on to Charlie's Angels, something that I'll actually enjoy."
"Oh goody!" I retorted sarcastically, sinking further into the couch, as Luke put the dvd in. "Just what I wanted to see."
"You'll love it." Luke replied, taking his spot on the couch again, just as Karen arrived home. "Hey Mom."
"There you guys are. I was wondering why you didn't show up at the Cafe." Karen leaned against the doorframe, watching them.
"Movie night." Luke supplied, turning his gaze back to the screen. "My movie now. Charlie's Angels. Three hot girls and some action. Just what every guy wants."
"I pity you." Karen smiled at me, shaking her head at her son's behavior.
"Hey, she's making me sit through Moulin Rouge and Down With Love." Luke protested.
"Those are good movies." Karen grinned, turning to me. "A Ewan Mcgregor mood?" She gave me a knowing smile.
"Mom!" Luke glowered. "You're supposed to be taking my side."
"She likes me better." I joked. "And yes, definately a Ewan Mcgregor mood. I mean, who can't love the accent? Besides, he's better than Charlie's Angels anyday."
"Fine, it's gang up on Lucas day." He threw his hands in the air before turning back to his movie.
"Karen and I laughed. "Chill Dramaqueen." I teased, leaning against his shoulder. "I was just teasing."
"I like being a Dramaqueen, it gets me in touch with my feminine side." He grinned down at me, as I burst into laughter.
"Luke, you trying to tell my something?" I joked.
"Yup, I'm as straight as a circle." He deadpanned. Causing another fit of giggles to overcome me.
"At least you're being honest about it." I chided.
"Yeah, it's time I came out of the closet. I mean there's only so much pressure a guy can take. Especially when he spends so much time in the locker room." Another deadpan from the usually more cinservative Scott.
I ended ended up snorting loudly, in an unlady like fashion. "Luke, stop. I'm going to pee my pants if I laugh any harder."
"Really?" An evil smirk crossed his handsome features. I suddenly noticed just how handsome he was. It shook me completely to the core. This was Luke, you know, best friend Luke.
"I'll leave you two be." Karen was chuckling and shaking her head. She disappeared down the hall. Leaving us to watch the movie.
Lucas POV
"God Luke, why did you have to pick that one?!" Haley whined, looking grateful that the movie was over.
"Same reason you picked Moulin Rouge, I wanted to see it." I replied, taking Charlie's Angels out of the dvd player and sticking Down With Love in. "I sat through your pick and am about to sit through another one." I pointed out.
"But......" She trailed off and groaned. "Okay you win." She sighed, defeated.
"Babe, your fighting a losing battle. I always win." I smirked, sitting down beside her.
"Egotistical much?" She snapped playfully.
"Very." I replied, smirk still in place.
"Just shut up and watch the movie." She huffed, admitting defeat, before leaning against my shoulder. I smiled thinking how right it was that her head was there.
"Alright Hales, I'll shut up." I placed a kiss in her head and turned my head to the movie. Although my mind wasn't in the plot, it was too busy thinking about Haley.
"You got to be kidding me?!" I stared at the screen. That had to be the korniest, stupidiest movie I had ever seen in my entire life.
"Wow." Haley's eyes were as wide as saucers. "That movie was so confusing." She giggled softly.
"That movie was beyond confusing, it was just plain stupid. Come on, the plot was pathetic. Who the Hell came up with this crap?!" I shook my head in disbelief.
"It wasn't that bad." Haley protested, nudging me. "Yeah, it was korny and lame, but I kind of liked it all the same. Hey that rhymes."
"You're nuts." I replied. "Now, it's time for the fun movie we'll both enjoy." I held up The Italian Job dvd.
"Put it in!" She commanded excitedly. "This should be good."
"Your wish is my command, Madam." I mocked bowed, placing the dvd in, before going back to sit beside her.
We sat in companianable silence during the movie. Both enjoying it immensly. Haley even buried her face in my shoulder during the beginning, when Donald Sutherland got shot by Ed Norton, by the end, we were both convinced it was the greatest movie we had ever rented together.
"That had to be the greatest movie!" Haley exclaimed, once it was over. "It was so awesome!"
"I agree. The stunts were incredible. Those minis, wow. The plot kept you guessing. Seth Green was hysterical." I was at loss for words at how entertaining the movie was.
"You'll never shut down the real Nabster." Haley said in a low voice, imitating Seth Green.
"I want that stereo." I joked, as Haley whacked me in the shoulder.
"Luke!" She was grinning, though. I laughed and pulled her to me.
"Joking." I laughed.
"Oh." She looked at her watch. "I better get home."
"I'll drive you." I stood up and yawned. "Wait, no. You're staying right here. You can borrow some clothes and I'll take the floor."
"No, Luke. I couldn't ask you to take the floor." Haley protested.
"You didn't ask, I offered." I replied.
"Look, we're mature enough to handle this. We'll share the bed. We did when we were little." Haley pointed out.
"We were also smaller then, Hales." I laughed, stfling another yawn.
"Oh come on, it's not like I have cooties." She retorted, heading for my room.
"Fine, I give up." I handed her a pair of my sweats and an old basketball t-shirt. "They're clean." I assured her, before stripping down to my boxers and pulling on a pair of sweats.
My back was toward Haley so she could change and soon I heard her slip under the covers. I climbed in beside her and felt her curled up into my bare chest. I was surprised at how natural it felt to have her there, but I was too tired to really ponder that thought.
Soon the sounds of her own even breathing, lulled me into a deep, peaceful sleep. I didn't even notice my mom check on us a few mintues later. She had smiled and slipped away as silent as she had slipped in.
You know the drill, as always, read and review if you want more. By the way, if you haven't seen The Italian Job, I'm sorry if I gave away the beginning, but it is so good. You have to rent it. Seth green is really funny and the plot is incredible.
After we had paid for the videos, Lucas and I headed back to his house. Karen was still at the Cafe, so we were all alone. Luke immediately went to the fridge, pulling out two cans of soda and then reached above the fridge for a bag of Walmart popcorn.
"The essentials." He grinned, heading for the livingroom. "Gotta have 'em."
I laughed. "Of course, it wouldn't be movie night without them." I plopped down on the plush couch, tossing my legs across his lap. "What are we watching first?"
"I thought we'd start with a chickflick, then one of my choices, then your other movie and end with my other one." Luke pressed play and sat back, delving into the popcorn.
"Sounds fair." I nodded in agreement. "So, which one is first."
"The musical, while I'm still awake." He joked, before scarfing down a handful of popcorn.
"Pig." I teased. "Save some for me."
"My popcorn." He hugged the bag close to his chest, before laughing and handing it to me.
"And you say I'm the dork." I rolled my eyes and helped myself to handful.
"You are." Luke replied, before we both fell into silence and watched the movie.
"That had to be the most pointless movie I have ever seen." Luke blurted, once Moulin Rouge was over.
"You know you loved it.' I teased, tossing a piece of popcorn at him. "Even if you won't admit it."
"Yes, all the pointless singing and dancing really made my night." Luke rolled his eyes, tossing a piece of popcorn back at me. "Now, on to Charlie's Angels, something that I'll actually enjoy."
"Oh goody!" I retorted sarcastically, sinking further into the couch, as Luke put the dvd in. "Just what I wanted to see."
"You'll love it." Luke replied, taking his spot on the couch again, just as Karen arrived home. "Hey Mom."
"There you guys are. I was wondering why you didn't show up at the Cafe." Karen leaned against the doorframe, watching them.
"Movie night." Luke supplied, turning his gaze back to the screen. "My movie now. Charlie's Angels. Three hot girls and some action. Just what every guy wants."
"I pity you." Karen smiled at me, shaking her head at her son's behavior.
"Hey, she's making me sit through Moulin Rouge and Down With Love." Luke protested.
"Those are good movies." Karen grinned, turning to me. "A Ewan Mcgregor mood?" She gave me a knowing smile.
"Mom!" Luke glowered. "You're supposed to be taking my side."
"She likes me better." I joked. "And yes, definately a Ewan Mcgregor mood. I mean, who can't love the accent? Besides, he's better than Charlie's Angels anyday."
"Fine, it's gang up on Lucas day." He threw his hands in the air before turning back to his movie.
"Karen and I laughed. "Chill Dramaqueen." I teased, leaning against his shoulder. "I was just teasing."
"I like being a Dramaqueen, it gets me in touch with my feminine side." He grinned down at me, as I burst into laughter.
"Luke, you trying to tell my something?" I joked.
"Yup, I'm as straight as a circle." He deadpanned. Causing another fit of giggles to overcome me.
"At least you're being honest about it." I chided.
"Yeah, it's time I came out of the closet. I mean there's only so much pressure a guy can take. Especially when he spends so much time in the locker room." Another deadpan from the usually more cinservative Scott.
I ended ended up snorting loudly, in an unlady like fashion. "Luke, stop. I'm going to pee my pants if I laugh any harder."
"Really?" An evil smirk crossed his handsome features. I suddenly noticed just how handsome he was. It shook me completely to the core. This was Luke, you know, best friend Luke.
"I'll leave you two be." Karen was chuckling and shaking her head. She disappeared down the hall. Leaving us to watch the movie.
Lucas POV
"God Luke, why did you have to pick that one?!" Haley whined, looking grateful that the movie was over.
"Same reason you picked Moulin Rouge, I wanted to see it." I replied, taking Charlie's Angels out of the dvd player and sticking Down With Love in. "I sat through your pick and am about to sit through another one." I pointed out.
"But......" She trailed off and groaned. "Okay you win." She sighed, defeated.
"Babe, your fighting a losing battle. I always win." I smirked, sitting down beside her.
"Egotistical much?" She snapped playfully.
"Very." I replied, smirk still in place.
"Just shut up and watch the movie." She huffed, admitting defeat, before leaning against my shoulder. I smiled thinking how right it was that her head was there.
"Alright Hales, I'll shut up." I placed a kiss in her head and turned my head to the movie. Although my mind wasn't in the plot, it was too busy thinking about Haley.
"You got to be kidding me?!" I stared at the screen. That had to be the korniest, stupidiest movie I had ever seen in my entire life.
"Wow." Haley's eyes were as wide as saucers. "That movie was so confusing." She giggled softly.
"That movie was beyond confusing, it was just plain stupid. Come on, the plot was pathetic. Who the Hell came up with this crap?!" I shook my head in disbelief.
"It wasn't that bad." Haley protested, nudging me. "Yeah, it was korny and lame, but I kind of liked it all the same. Hey that rhymes."
"You're nuts." I replied. "Now, it's time for the fun movie we'll both enjoy." I held up The Italian Job dvd.
"Put it in!" She commanded excitedly. "This should be good."
"Your wish is my command, Madam." I mocked bowed, placing the dvd in, before going back to sit beside her.
We sat in companianable silence during the movie. Both enjoying it immensly. Haley even buried her face in my shoulder during the beginning, when Donald Sutherland got shot by Ed Norton, by the end, we were both convinced it was the greatest movie we had ever rented together.
"That had to be the greatest movie!" Haley exclaimed, once it was over. "It was so awesome!"
"I agree. The stunts were incredible. Those minis, wow. The plot kept you guessing. Seth Green was hysterical." I was at loss for words at how entertaining the movie was.
"You'll never shut down the real Nabster." Haley said in a low voice, imitating Seth Green.
"I want that stereo." I joked, as Haley whacked me in the shoulder.
"Luke!" She was grinning, though. I laughed and pulled her to me.
"Joking." I laughed.
"Oh." She looked at her watch. "I better get home."
"I'll drive you." I stood up and yawned. "Wait, no. You're staying right here. You can borrow some clothes and I'll take the floor."
"No, Luke. I couldn't ask you to take the floor." Haley protested.
"You didn't ask, I offered." I replied.
"Look, we're mature enough to handle this. We'll share the bed. We did when we were little." Haley pointed out.
"We were also smaller then, Hales." I laughed, stfling another yawn.
"Oh come on, it's not like I have cooties." She retorted, heading for my room.
"Fine, I give up." I handed her a pair of my sweats and an old basketball t-shirt. "They're clean." I assured her, before stripping down to my boxers and pulling on a pair of sweats.
My back was toward Haley so she could change and soon I heard her slip under the covers. I climbed in beside her and felt her curled up into my bare chest. I was surprised at how natural it felt to have her there, but I was too tired to really ponder that thought.
Soon the sounds of her own even breathing, lulled me into a deep, peaceful sleep. I didn't even notice my mom check on us a few mintues later. She had smiled and slipped away as silent as she had slipped in.
You know the drill, as always, read and review if you want more. By the way, if you haven't seen The Italian Job, I'm sorry if I gave away the beginning, but it is so good. You have to rent it. Seth green is really funny and the plot is incredible.