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At the drive-in

-Alexander’s POV

I pay for the food, but Samantha insists on buying the tickets for the drive-in. The drive-in is actually packed tonight, but I manage to find a good spot. Who knew that horror was so popular?

Samantha’s phone rings and I smile when I see her background is a picture of her and Emma.

″Yes, lovey?″

″Sammy, when will you be home?″

″After your bedtime, why?″

″Because I wanted to have a sleepover with Mia. So can we build a fort in our room?″

″Yes, but only if you promise not to make it to late. You still have school tomorrow.″

Excited screams and Samantha shakes her head.

″Have fun you two! Wait, Emma?″


″Can you please give the phone to uncle Thomas or aunt Laurel?″


Samantha removes the phone from her ear.


″Aunt Laurel, it’s me.″

″Hello, dear! What can I do for you?″

″Two favours I hope.″

‴Name it, dear.″

″Well can you please make sure those two don’t brake down the room. My wardrobe is already at risk as it is.″

I hear Mrs. Reed laugh.

″I will do my best and what is the second thing?″

″Will you please hide the bag of KitKats that’s under my bed?″

Again I hear Mrs. Reed laugh.

″I will keep it out of the reach of the girls, don’t worry.″

″No, you have to hide it from Tyler! Remember last time when he found them in my desk?″

″Yes, the house suddenly felt very small and fragile,″ aunt Laurel responds. ″I will hide it in the place where Tyler will never think to look.″

″The third drawer in the bathroom?″


″That will work. Thank you, aunt Laurel.″

″Anything for you, dear. Give my regards to Millie and have fun at the movies. Text me when you are coming home, please.″

″I’m not with Millie, aunt Laurel. I have plans with her tomorrow. I’m with Alexander at the drive-in, there is a horror marathon tonight!″


″You know Alexander, aunt Laurel. You known him since he was in diapers.″

″I know who Alexander is, dear. I was surprised that he went to a horror marathon. He and Tyler are terrified of those kind of movies. But maybe it is just Tyler now. Have fun you two!″

Samantha hangs up the phone and I look on purpose the other way.

″Terrified?″ Samantha asks with a smirk.

″Only because Tyler and I watched the Ring when we were eight years old!″

″You do know that they are showing the Ring as the second movie, right?″

″No, I didn’t knew that!″

I turn to Samantha and she starts laughing.

″Idiot, why didn’t you say something? We didn’t have to go here.″

″There are not a lot of options on a Thursday and you looked so excited. So don’t worry about me, I’m not eight anymore.″

Samantha chuckles and I get out of the car. I open the trunk and I grab a sleeping bag and two inflatable pillows.″

″Are you always so prepared for a drive-in?″ Samantha asks.

″I go camping a lot, so I keep most of that stuff in the trunk.″

I give one inflatable pillow to Samantha, while I unzip the sleeping bag. I throw it as a blanket over the hood of the car and then I start to blow up my own pillow.

″Just hop on and then I will hand you the food.″

Samantha makes her self comfortable and soon I join her.

The movies starts and first up is the Conjuring. We start with the menu’s and I can actually hear Samantha moan when she takes a bite of her cheeseburger.

″That good, huh?″

″You tell me.″

Samantha holds her burger up to me and I take a bite.

″Sorry, Homestyle still wins. Nothing can beat that Angus burger with steak sauce!″

″Just watch the movie,″ Samantha mutters and I chuckle.

Apparently we were both very hungry, because soon the menu’s are gone. I give Samantha her Sundae and she looks so happy with it.

″Is the movie not too scary for you?″ Samantha teases.

″Just watch the movie, Jones.″



″That sweater really looks good on you.″

Alexander’s POV

I made it through the first movie, but then there is an announcement.

″Sorry, folks. It appears the movie IT was damaged, but no worries. We have one hell of a back up for you. In fifteen minutes we will start with the Ring!″

″Let’s go for a walk!″ Samantha says and I nod. We walk in the direction of the toilets, where I wait for Samantha.

″Five minutes, folks.″

I groan and in my mind I curse at my bad luck. Samantha was joking when she said the Ring was the second movie they were showing, but now it was a reality. I had to watch the movie that gave me nightmares for years!″

Samantha returns and we walk back to the car.

″You don’t have to see this one if you don’t want to,″ Samantha offers.

″We can’t leave, we are blocked in and the gates are closed now. Besides you like these kind of movies and I already told you that I’m not eight anymore.″

I didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but the damage is already done. Samantha stiffens and she keeps her distance when she hops back on the car. She looks tense and uncomfortable, what makes things awkward between us. We just watch the movie in silence and then I hear the voice.

Seven days!″

My stomach turns and I feel warm. I'm so warm that I actually starting to sweat. Fuck!

I feel Samantha squeezing my hand and she moves towards me.






I look confused at her and then it hits me.





″Are you making that up?″

Samantha shakes her head and she chuckles. ″No, it’s an Australian animal. Looks like a squirrel, but with stripes on the back.″

″Fine, then you win this round.″

Samantha smiles and she takes a sip of her Coke. ″Wanna go another round?″

″With you, always. But first I want to apologise. I had no right to snap at you like that. You were just trying to help and I let my ego get in the way.″

″It’s fine.″

I turn to face Samantha and I shake my head. ″It’s not fine, so don’t say that it is.″

I see the surprise in her eyes and for a moment we just look at each other.

Seven days″

Samantha buries her face in my chest and I can hear her muffled laughter. The woman in the movie is screaming and the people around us gasp. Something scary must have happened, but how can I take the movie serious when Samantha is laughing against my chest?

Eventually Samantha stops laughing and she turns her attention back to the movie, but she is still leaning against me. I wrap my arm around her and I hear a satisfied sigh.

I smile and I gently kiss her on the head, before I also turn my attention back to the movie. The girl with the long black hair still freaks me out, but I can handle it. What can't I handle with Samantha in my arms?''

It just feels so nice and comfortable, like we have been together forever. Then I realise that I still barely know Samantha and that we are not officially together. She could still go out with whoever she wanted and that last thought really pisses me off.

What was it about this girl? From the first time we met I felt a connection with her. It wasn't just physical, although we were clearly attracted to each other. It was more, because I thought about her all the time. I wanted to be with her, I wanted to take care of her and make sure she was happy.

''Are you okay?'' Samantha whispers. ''You tensed up all of the sudden.''

''Sorry, I think I need to stretch my legs.''

Samantha chuckles ans she hops off the car and I follow.

''Don't you want to watch the movie?''

''I have seen it many times and a walk is not a bad idea.''

We walk into the direction of the shop, where Samantha buys Twizzlers. We walk some more while we eat the candy. We end up at the old playground and it is just the two of us.

Apparently we were both waiting for that moment. I pull Samantha close to me and she immediately wraps her arms around my neck. I gaze into those beautiful azure eyes, before I lean in for the kiss. We start tender, but then Samantha opens her lips. My tongue caresses hers and she moans.

That sounds drives me mad!

I press Samantha against the old playhouse and I lift her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and again we kiss. Both of us are not holding back anymore and I have to make a decision.

I kiss Samantha one more time before putting her back on the ground.

''Why did you stop?'' Samantha asks out of breath

''Because we both wanted more and this is not the time nor place for it.''

''I blame the sweater,'' Samantha mutters as she leans her head against my chest. I pull her in for a hug and I smile.

''I blame the sweater too.''

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