I know I haven't updated in a while, but life has been super busy lately. Sorry :( . Though this chapter may be shorter, I think that everyone will agree it's worth it. Hopefully.. And thanks for all the good feedback! I will try to update sooner next time! -J
Adrian's POV
The concession stand offered popcorn, chocolate, candy, and pop. So naturally I got one of everything, placing it all in a box that they gave me. Heading into the theater, I searched for Sydney. It was already dark in the theater, and the opening commercials were playing already. I spotted her on the other side from where I stood. She was sitting in a corner location, in the very back. The closest person was about four rows ahead of us. Perfect.
I went through one of the aisles, avoiding feet from those sitting already. I heard a few grunts and sighs, but I made it.
Sydney's eyes went straight to the box of food. "What exactly did you get?" She whispered, as I sat down beside her.
I placed the drink in the cup holder between us, "Just some snacks. That's what movies are all about right? The popcorn, the candy, and the soda?"
She frowned. "I'm pretty sure people don't usually buy out the whole concession stand though. It's a little much, don't you think?"
I smiled. "How often do we go to movies? We have to make the most of it."
She shook her head, and took a sip of the drink. I got us a diet coke, and I hoped it would make her feel a bit healthier. From the upturn of the corner of her mouth, I knew it worked.
On the screen, there were some previews for other student made films, none of which looked the least bit interesting. If the previews looked this bad, I was sure that the actual movie would be about the same on the interest scale.
I saw a light from the corner of my eye, and noticed Sage was on her cellphone. "You know, when it comes to movie theaters, I believe that most people frown on the ideas of cellphone use."
She glanced at me, before going back to her phone. "I know that, but it's Zoe. She's texting me about the shopping trip, and she doesn't seem too happy. Apparently dinner in a crowded food court had her feeling the need to speak up about not biting people." Her phone buzzed. "And…now Eddie is texting me about speaking to Zoe regarding her manners and how they don't just go around biting people." She sighed, and typed something up real quickly.
"I know a solution for this problem," I told her.
She smiled. "And that would be?"
I took her phone from her, wasting no time, and turned it off, placing it in my pocket. "Problem solved." I patted down the spot where her phone laid.
"Adrian, I need the phone. What if someone like the Alchemists called me?" She whispered, seeming a tad bit upset.
I took her hand in mine, and kissed it softly. "For one night, just pretend that it's just you and me. And this awesome movie. That's all I ask for. Save the worry for tomorrow. I am pretty sure everyone can handle themselves without you for one night."
Her eyes searched mine, and finally I saw her relax. A little.
I had to work some Adrian magic here. So I stifled a yawn, and exaggerated my arms up above me. I placed one arm on the arm rest beside me, and the other around Sage's shoulders.
She laughed. "I didn't think people actually did that."
I loved the sound of her laugh. The soft musical pitch it held, and the way that everything around me suddenly turned hazy. It was her. Only her that I saw. She was the light to my darkness. My witch that would spellbound me to her and only her. A goddess. Sunlight. With purple sparks of flame.
"The sparks just grow, the clarity of you Sage. My Sage. Bring music to my ears, and I shall follow you. From darkness, the light grows and blinds me. Your clear, but the world around you is dark and blurry. I'll always find you. My light. My purple flame."
"Adrian?" I heard a voice off in the distance somewhere.
I knew I wasn't thinking straight. I couldn't control what was happening though. It was like my body and my mind were drifting away from me, and I had no control. But that voice, the angel was calling for me. The angel with the soft laugh.
"Adrian, come back to me. I know you're in there."
I heard her again. It was growing clearer. First her eyes. Those precious diamonds were wide and looked off. Worried. But they weren't as bright as I was used to. Something dark was there. A shadow. I suddenly felt something on my face. My cheeks. Hands. Running in circles on the surface of my skin. Warmth.
"Adrian?" Her voice came again, sharper. Realer.
"Hmm?" I mumbled off in the distance.
Hands were playing with my hair, running along the scalp. Massaging my neck. I leaned into them. "That feels nice."
"Adrian?" Sage whispered. "Are you alright?"
I looked at her. Her face was filled with worry. So I tried to make it go away by placing a kiss on the crinkled forehead. I pulled her into me, cuddling her into my side. The arm rest dug into my torso, but I didn't care at that moment.
"I'm good. Me again." I reassured her. "I'm sorry. I hate when you see that."
Her face turned up to look at me. "How often has this been happening?"
I shrugged, smoothing her hair. "Don't worry about it. It's a night of no worries, remember?"
"Adrian, this is serious. More serious than some food court drama. This is you and your life. You're using too much spirit. You need to cut down. I'm worried about you."
"Don't be. Really, Sage. I'll be fine. I always come back from it." I left out the concerning detail that it was becoming harder and harder to come out of my spirit dazes lately, but I didn't need to stress her out even more than usual.
"I know you're not telling me something. Adrian, you need to quit using it. I mean it." Her voice was stern and serious.
I kissed the top of her head. "I can't do that. I need it. I also need to see you every night, and seeing you is worth any of spirits side effects."
Before she could respond, the movie started, and our eyes were drawn to the screen. At least, they were for about a whole sixty seconds. The movie started out with potential. Displaying some names, credits to the cast and all that jazz. And in the background there was a nice little car lot, with some junky looking cars. The salesman was walking in the office, then he sat down to do paperwork. And then my eyes left the screen.
"How many stars so far?" I asked Sage.
She smirked. "Maybe a half a star."
"Ouch," I responded. "I'd give it at least one. You know, A for effort. But, I can think of a couple of things that would equal more than one star. I think I could even get a five star rating from you."
"Adrian…" She sighed.
I ran my hands from her shoulders, slowly down her back, reaching the bottom of her shirt and slightly touching the small amount of skin that was showing. My fingers stayed there, massaging slightly. I heard her sigh.
"Two stars," I whispered into her ear.
My mouth now went to her lovely neck. I moved them around softly at first, then spending large amounts of time on certain spots. Spots that made her shiver. Simultaneously, my hands started moving up her back, but under her shirt. The bare skin felt warm to the touch, and it made even me feel a little breathless.
"Three stars." I mumbled into her neck.
Those hands masterly moved to the bra region, touching the straps and the hook in the back. Teasing, but not undoing. I didn't want to push her too far. Especially in the movie theater. But that didn't mean I'd be a perfect gentleman. So those fingers roamed around the wire, tracing the bottom sides of the bra. I could feel Sage's heart beat from kissing her throat. It grew the closer I got to the front of her. Her skin also became warmer.
My hands stayed at the sides, the thumbs almost crossing the boundary. My lips moved on from the neck, lower. Now her breathing was becoming heavier. I think I heard her whisper/mumble my name. This just made me want to do more.
"Four stars." I mumbled into her. That shirt was sure getting in the way.
Instead of moving lower, I moved higher. Finally meeting her soft, waiting lips. My hands roamed under her shirt, avoiding one area, but deeply exploring all others. Our kiss deepened, and became wilder. Her arms were around me, pulling me closer and closer until there was no distance separating us. My mouth had a mind of its own, and went from her lips, to her neck, and all the areas between and around. I explored her, and tasted each spot. Making sure to memorize the ones that made her whimper. The ones that made her breath catch. The ones that made her whisper my name.
I pulled back slightly, looking down into her eyes. "You're amazing."
"Is this five stars then?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"More like four and a half." I replied, my hands pulling down her shirt. It must have bundled upwards while we were…getting to know each other.
She bit her lip. "And why didn't I get a full five?"
"Aren't you demanding?" I pinched her nose. "So needy."
She smiled, shaking her head. "I can't believe we just did that in a theater. I hope no one saw."
I glanced around. If someone saw then they would have had to turn around and be able to see pretty well in the dark. "I think we're safe." I told her.
I glanced to the screen. "I'm pretty sure we missed a lot of the movie."
"I'm pretty sure I don't care right now." She responded, her voice deeper.
I raised an eyebrow. "I like this side of you. You're a bit of rebel now, aren't you?"
"You still didn't answer my question." She changed the subject.
"Question?" I asked.
She sighed. "What exactly would five stars get me?"
I pulled her into me more, separating all space between us. Looking deep into her eyes, and holding her body against mine, I bent my head, getting even closer. I whispered, "Sage, a movie theater is no place for five stars. Five stars would involve three things. Privacy. A bed. And us."
I heard her make a low gasp.
"But, before we get there, we still need to get past four and a half. There's four point six, point seven, eight, nine…"
