"I drink a lot of Red Bull." I heard him say. Wow, one can't go on a thought montage alone anymore huh? Not that that's a bad thing. A relationship where someone can actually say "I can read your mind." and it actually be true is something that one doesn't normally pass up.
We exit the room, making sure we don't wake Delaina or the twins. They can all sleep through about anything, they've proven that much. As I leave, I pass the mirror. So that's what I look like at one in the morning. I know how to prepare for anything, don't I?
He leads me down the hall, through the computer room, to the hallway entrance next to my hallway.
"This is the general living area. Most people simply hang in their rooms, so nobody uses it really." Vlad is explaining as he approached a door on the right and opens it. He politely ushers me inside and shuts the door after himself.
Once the lights come on, I am rendered totally speechless. How does a safehouse that's practically a bunker have a room like this?
There was the giant TV on the wall on the opposite side, and the massive DVD library on either side. The walls on either side of the door were covered in shelves, filled to the brim with books, save for a mini fridge close to the center of the room. The center of the room had a sofa, a coffee table with a pair of drinks on it and a bucket of popcorn, a bunch of mismatched pillows scattered all over the floor, and more chairs all over the room. All in all, very nice, very pretty, and very IKEA. Does the Inside have some sort of deal with IKEA or something?
"Actually, we do. We get half off. They think the Inside is a teen guidance center. Funny, right? When Alex told me I barely believed it." Vlad smiles at the thought. "Sit."he says. I think better to ask why.
He goes over to the DVD library on the left.
"Okay. Cameo, yesterday I told you I wanted a date with you, which you very graciously accepted. Then we had to go into hiding, which blew that popsicle stand. Personally, I would have risked it and gotten there late. But Alex told me to go on early. Which gave me time to figure out what I was going to do about our situation."
He sits down next to me. I probably look totally bewildered.
"When I say I like someone and I'm going to take them out, I normally mean it. With you, more so. And I said we were going to the movies. Welcome to the Safehouse Multiplex, we have an unlimited amount of movies to pick from." he says this is a really announcer kind of voice. He stands up and goes back over to the shelves. He goes the randomization route and closes his eyes and selects a DVD.
He opens his eyes. "Okay, I've never heard of this movie. But it looks good. Musicals and all." He shows it to me.
"It is a good movie." I say. It really is. Across the Universe. The joy of trippy movies and good music all in one movie.
He pops it in the DVD player and sits down next to me, doing that sick date arm around the girl thing. It always annoyed me till now.
~*~*~*~*~
Two and a half hours later, a new Across the Universe fan is born. I love it.
"That was so cool! IT got all tie dye and Bono was in it! Bono!" He'd been going on like this for a good ten minutes before he stopped.
"Glad you liked it." I say. What can I say? He made sure he got his date. I respect that.
We sit there in silence. I'm starting to think in my head what's he going to do now. What is he going to do now. He's just sitting there, looking at me. It's not nerve wracking, it's just looking. Doesn't bother me much.
He clears his throat. "Um...so did you have fun?"
"Yeah. Thanks for going through all the trouble."
"It was none, really...I had fun." Silence again.
I can feel him leaning in. This is a very new development. New York guys only saw me as friends. THey couldn't handle the fact that sometimes I don't register what people say. It took uprooting to find someone who liked me as more than that.
"I do like you as more than a friend."I hear him say simply. He's moving closer to me when we both hear the door slam open.
It's Delaina.
"Cameo. Alex needs your help."
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