Moooooooooooovie Night

Aug 21, 2006 01:22

When the movie started, I got a little more comfortable after handing Wes the popcorn so I could get a little closer. Relax. Not be so uptight and stuff. Leaning my head against him I did just that. Relaxed. I had never actually seen High Noon, but I would take his word for it. If he liked it, I'm sure it was fine. Then again, this was Wes. What ( Read more... )

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watcher_pryce August 21 2006, 15:23:55 UTC
High noon was one of my favorite movies. Alright, so I just liked westerns in general, after Gunn introduced me to them. I never really watches movies or the likes before but I discovered a perchance for westerns and oddly enough Jackie Chan movies. Why, I don’t know. I just knew that I liked them ( ... )

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allkindsofbuffy August 23 2006, 05:00:02 UTC
I walked back over to him when I saw the look on his face. It wasn't my fault, I couldn't help what I dreamed and really ... that's the last thing that I did want to dream about. Sitting down next to him, he pulled me closer and I just leaned against him.

Did I want to talk about it? Not really. And I wasn't going to. Not right now, not until I had all the answers. It could be nothing.

It could mean everything.

I was so confused right now that I didn't know what to do, or what to think. I was all mixy inside and for the most part, I wanted to burst out and just cry, or scream and that's when I realized, something was happening. I was reacting too much, thinking too much into it.

Closing my eyes, I just held onto him.

"I love you," I said, mostly because I just needed him to understand that I couldn't talk about it right now, I didn't want him to think I was shutting him out, even though I was doing just that.

I guess I would never change.

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watcher_pryce August 23 2006, 21:38:58 UTC
She was silent for so long, I started to worry even more. That it had been a nightmare was bloody obvious, but that it had been this bad I had no idea. Now that I took a good look at her she seemed even more pale then usual in the artificial light. Dark circles under her eyes, that tired haunted look even I couldn’t seem to chase away. I knew that look. I’d seen that look far to often in the mirror. It made me want to scoop her up and tuck her in for a good nights rest ( ... )

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allkindsofbuffy August 23 2006, 22:26:07 UTC
I could tell he was all upset but really, I just .. not right now. Just not right now. Letting out a breath, I sat up and looked at him and shrugged. What else was there to do? I should probably sleep, so I nodded, "Yeah, that's fine," I said and got up, grabbing the bowl of popcorn and taking it into the kitchen. I'd worry about it tomorrow. Or Wes would. He was good at that. He was ... realiable and that's what I needed, I just felt so bad because in all honestly, I wasn't letting him in, not like I did before early on, if any ( ... )

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