We got out and walked up to the front door as Eli gets the keys out and unlocks the door. He opens it up and walks in motioning for me to follow him. I walk in with him and shut it behind me. He stops at the couch and turns around to look at me. "Wanna watch a movie?" He asks me.
"Uh, sure." I say.
"Okay." He says. He walks over to the TV stand which holds all of the movies he has. We love watching movies. He opens it up and pulls out a few. He turns his head and looks up at me. "Which one?" He says as he holds up the three he pulled out.
I hold up my finger to point at the middle one. "That one." I say.
"Okay." He says. He opens the case and pulls out the DVD careful not to scratch it. He ejects another movie out of the DVD player. He puts the other one in after putting the one that was in before back. I walk over, grabbing a blanket on my way, over to the couch and I plop down in the corner, or next to the armrest. Eli sits down next to me as I unfold the blanket and drape the blanket over all four of our legs. He turns the TV on and starts the movie. The credits start playing so I decide to nuzzle my head into his neck. He must've liked it because he leaned his head on top of mine.
Me and Eli are not dating. I have to say that. But even without admitting that we like each other, we both know that we like each other back. We act sorta coupley sometimes, but we are not. He has his hands resting on top of each other on his lap so I place my left hand on top of his hands and turns his head facing down towards me and he smiles. I don't know what he's doing but he sits up and pauses the movie. He turns so that he is facing me doing that criss-cross-apple-sauce kind of way we were all taught in kindergarten.
He stares at me for a moment before I turn to face him on the couch too. He has a big smile on his face. "Yes?" I ask him because I am honestly so confused.
"Ruby Mannhatten, you know we both want this, but will you be my girlfriend?" He asks me, still a large white grin plastered on his face. I sit there in shock that this finally came after 12 years of friendship.
I look at him and crack a smile too. "Of course." I say. I see relief wash over him as the grin grows wider than an average human grin should be.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you." He says. He also adds, "Now that we're, you know, together and everything, can we sorta snuggle for the rest of the movie?" He asks me, and I hear the nervousness in his voice as he says it.
"Sure, I have nothing better to do." I say.
We sit there watching the movie for around thirty minutes longer before I start getting tired. I start to doze off. Before I'm fully asleep with my head resting on his shoulder, I hear him whisper, "Go to sleep, I love you." And he kisses my forehead goodnight.
Before I doze off, I whisper back to him, "I love you too." And then I'm asleep.
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I wake up with warm sunlight filling wherever I am. I slowly open my eyes as they adjust to the brightness. I am on Eli's bed. I lift my head and look over to the floor next to the bed to see Eli sleeping nice and sound on the floor. I suddenly feel bad for him. He had to carry me up here onto the bed and then he sleeps on the floor.
I get an urge that I should do something for him. I should make him breakfast! Wait, aren't couples supposed to say good morning in their kitchens and then kiss? Well, I am unprepared for the perfect life of a movie that I don't have. I slowly slip out from under the covers and creep out of the room. I tiptoe downstairs and into the kitchen.
It really is a nice kitchen. It's a decent size. Like an average kitchen size. It is beautiful though. I can't even explain it. You just have to trust me.
I walk over to the cabinet that stores breakfast-needed ingredients. Strange, I know. I grab out pancake mix and a bunch of other ingredients that are not important. Then I walk over to the fridge and take out the eggs and milk. Very important for a delicious breakfast. And then I open the freezer and pull out some bacon. Even more delicious now. Eli is going to love this. Absolutely.
After the breakfast is ready and displayed on his dining room table, I hear light footsteps padding down the stairs. "Ruby?" He asks without even seeing if it's me.
"Yeah?" I say back.
"What are you do-" he pauses when he sees me standing next to all of the pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, and fresh glasses of orange juice.
"Wow." He says while aweing over everything. I can almost literally see his mouth watering.
"Well good morning sleep head." I say.
"Okay, is this for me or for you?" He asks me still in shock.
"You've got be kidding me. You really think that either one of us can eat all of this food?" I ask with a light chuckle.
"Well, no, but seriously, wow." He says.