I don't actually like going out. I think you figured when I was that embarrassed at that party. Well. Not that embarrassed. But if there's a place I really like, it's the movies. Boy I like the movies. Going out with a girl has always been part of my innocent routine. My dirty routine is, well, you know. The things I do so well. But the innocent routine is for those shy girls I "date".
I mean, I'm not interested, really. But there isn't any other way to get in their pants. Painful thoughts, eh? I told you I don't have any other use for women.
Whatever. Like always, today I chose the back of the room for my date. She sits on my left side, her long hair flowing down her shoulders, perfectly encasing her face. Her pink T-Shirt glows faintly in the dark, as the light of the screen flashes against it. As I reach for the popcorn bag from which she is picking regularly, I cannot take my eyes off her short white skirt, that exposes her pretty legs and knees. As I'm putting a fistful of popcorn in my mouth, I notice that she's looking at me sideways, a Mona Lisa type of smile on her lips. I devour her with my eyes, then turn my head to look at the screen.
I don't even remember the name of the movie. It's something about a romantic comedy where a broken hearted guy starts to sleep around.
Not that I can relate. I sneak a look at her, and she's still giving me that sideways glance with the smirk on her lips. Time to move.
I never follow any technique from books or whatever. But the arms-stretching act always work. So I yawn lazily, and raise my hands, stretching them wide. I search the darkness quickly with my eyes. There are several empty rows separating us from the nearest guy. It's a half empty room. Satisfied, I lower my arms, putting one of them around her as I relax in my seat.
Her smirk turns into a grin as she realises what I just did. I take another fistful of popcorn, as our eyes lock. I smile slightly, putting the popcorn in my mouth, and munch. She breaks the eye contact, and starts to look again at the screen.
I inch my face closer to hers.
"You look beautiful baby", I whisper in her ear.
I am well aware of my hot breath blowing in her ear. I can feel her whole body tightening in my grip.
She lets out a little shaky, nervous laugh.
"Thank you", she whispers.
I take a branch of hair away from her face.
"You know I love you, right?" I say, the lie stinging the tip of my tongue.