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Chapter 6: Movie Night + Jake?!

Okay...Movies, popcorn, chocolate, blankets, pillows, uh…what else what else? Why the hell was I so nervous? This isn't like me at all. Dammit! Shit, shit.

"Miles! We're here!" That was Oliver's voice. I ran downstairs, and leaped over the last three steps. Well, that was fun. Now to answer the door. I opened the door, breathing heavily. There stood Oliver, holding 3 movies. It was his turn to pick, after all. Behind him were two other people. Great great.

"I'd like to introduce you to my new boyfriend, Miles…" Oliver stepped in the house and sidestepped over, letting this new fling step in. The first I noticed was his platinum blond hair, the nice blue eyes, then the tattoo on his cheek that gave it all away. It was a hot pink and black star.

"Holy shit! Oliver, why didn't you fucking tell me it was Jake Ryan! Holy shit holy shit!"

"Because I knew you'd do that…"

I glared at him, "Well, fuck you."

Jake grinned, "Nice to meet you, too."

You're probably wondering why I freaked out. Well, let me tell you. Jake Ryan is only the most awesome extreme sports athlete person thing EVER. Seriously, he was a fucking beast. I'm pretty sure I had a poster or two of him in my room. Shit, not good.

It was about then that I realized that newbie was still standing nervously in the doorway. "Oh, 'scuse me… C'mon, Lily." First time I addressed her as Lily.

She walked in, fidgeting with her own hands. Her clothes had changed from normal school clothes. She wore a white hoodie, very baggy, too. Pajama pants and a t-shirt. Oliver must've clued her in to the pajama thing.

I looked over to the two boys, shutting the door behind Lily. "So, you ready to get this party started? And what're we watching first?"

Oliver grinned evilly. Not good. He held up a DVD case. "The Exorcist. The new one. Much more gag-o-riffic."

Great. I grabbed it and headed up the stairs. "Everyone up to my room." They all followed me. And of course Oliver and Jake flop down in front of the bed with two pillows and one blanket. I set up the movie and sat on the down, already crawling underneath my fluffy black comforter. Lily stood in the doorway again, visibly shaking.

"Lils… go sit with Miles. She won't bite."

"I..I..oh..ohkay." She closed the door behind her and sat on top on my comforter, as far away from me as she could get without falling off. Thank god Oliver chose a scary movie.

I hit play and let the thrills commence.

At the end of the movie, Lily had scooted closer to me, our shoulders touching. I grinned at the contact. I could swear she was radiating immense heat, because I was burning up. And it didn't start until that slight touch. God, what is this?

Oliver started the next movie for me, after looking up and noticing how close Lily and I were. The next movie turned out to be The Shining. I grinned, Ollie boy had good taste.

Halfway through the movie, I felt Lily shift and her head was on my shoulder. Maybe she fell asleep. I just wish I could hear her thoughts right then. I think I started to doze after that.

It was morning now. Apparently all four of us fell asleep. Nice. I smiled slightly and snuggled into someone. That someone had their arms wrapped around my waist and their nose in my neck. I inhaled deeply and smelled that someone's shampoo. Raspberries with just a hint of vanilla. The smell was intoxicating. Not intoxicating like alcohol or drugs. But I felt as if I could just lose myself in that smell.

The person moved, I now realized it was Lily. She groaned and moved one arm away from my waist to rub at her eyes sleepily. She was cute, amazingly cute. I wanted to hug her, to kiss her. And that surprised me. Scared me, almost.

"Mornin'" I smiled sleepily.

She looked over, startled. Her eyes widened as she realized how close we were. Oh shit.

She tore herself away from, and scrambled backwards. "No. No. NO! I can't do this! I can't do this anymore!" She fell off the bed, scrambled up and backed away. Then turned tail and ran. I jumped up quickly and ran after her. I followed her all the way to the door of her house. I pushed her up against the door, roughly.

"Listen to me." I said as calm as I could. She looked away, her lips quivering, eyes watering.

"Listen to me, dammit!" I shook her, and hit her against the door. "Dammit, what the hell can have you so scared?! I never did a fucking thing! Fuck, Lily!"

She sobbed loudly and pushed against my shoulders. "Please…please…Miley, I'll explain. I promise. Please let me go."

"When?" My voice was lowered, barely above a whisper. Since when did I care so much anyways?

"…Tomorrow…I promise. I'll…I'll call you. Please, Miley…"

I backed off slowly, but kept one hand on her shoulder. "Lily…I'm sorry…"

She searched my eyes, furrowed her eyebrows, then turned into her house.

Since when did I care so much? Since when did I apologize? Where did all that fucking sweetness come from? This can't end good. Shit.

A/N: I'm rather proud of that last scene. I hope you guys enjoy.