MOVIE NIGHT
"Niikiiiiiiiiii….you know you love meeeeee…"
I looked down at my girlfriend when I heard my name. She was lying with her head in my lap, blonde curls splayed everywhere and she had widened her eyes so much they were practically bugging out. Although I'm not a mind reader, I knew instantly that she wanted something, and that I would have to go to a great many lengths to get it for her.
"Yes, darling?"
"Uhmmmm….do you think….possibly….maybe we could rent a movie?"
"What?! Lorraine, there's Netflix in this room right now! On the subscription you've got it's practically free…honestly, for a woman investing in so many businesses you can be quite a little ditz!" I smiled affectionately as I spoke, and she pouted back at me.
"I know that Nik….what kind of idiot do you take me for?! No, don't answer that, cheeky sod! I meant can we go down to the local Blockbusters…I really don't give a shit about logic right now." She smirked winningly at me, and I almost gave in.
"It's sort of illegal to drink and drive, Lorraine, love – you've drunk nearly a whole bottle of wine on your own, and you know my 4x4's being MOT'd as we speak – so there's physically no way to get into town unless we walk or get the bus."
There were a few seconds of silence and we stared into each other's eyes. For a moment I found myself wondering if, for the first time in her life, Miss Donnegan was lost for words. But then she grinned in a mischievous, almost evil, way.
"We'll get the bus then."
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20 minutes later after much bargaining, we left the house and headed for the bus stop. I'd spent almost half that time trying to convince Lorraine into letting me drive her Ferrari, but no avail. We must've looked like an odd pair, Lorraine in pink leggings and an over-sized bright orange sweatshirt, me in my trusty trench coat and boots. As we walked, she entwined her fingers with mine and lifted her gaze to the stars. I watched out the corner of my eye as her expression turned to pure rapture and almost squealed – she was being so god damn adorable! And then something happened that did make me – and Lorraine - squeal.
It was like my surroundings were in slow motion. At first it felt like I was in a dream - we were staring at the stars, just another happy couple on a moonlit walk. And then I heard the roar of an engine and felt my legs turn to jelly. I spun around; vaguely aware of Lorraine stumbling as I did so. There it was – the bus was chugging forwards and it would get to the bus stop before us if we didn't move our asses soon. I barely had time to pull Lorraine to her feet when the bus went past, and just our luck – we were standing right by a massive puddle. If I could have seen my face when the bus pootled through the puddle and sent a tsunami wave over us I most likely would be hysterical. But unfortunately, I didn't, and had to settle for screaming instead.
End of part one.