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Soon, they found themselves in front of a drive-in theater. Not many cars were there, enabling Michael to park close to the movie screen.


''I have to admit, that was a pretty cute date idea.''


- Here we are. - Michael was the first one to speak.


- So, what are we watching? - Nyssa asked him.


- The Conjuring. - He said.


- First or second? - She asked.


- They're showing both tonight, but we can go if you don't...wait, have you seen both?


- Yeah...but, I don't mind seeing them again. - Michael smiled. - Have you seen either?


- No. - Michael said, a little embarrassed.


- Seriously? - Nyssa asked in disbelief. - Do you even like horror movies?


- Um, they're...alright.


Nyssa chuckled.


- Okay, well, The Conjuring is pretty much the best modern horror movie... And horror movies are sort of my religon, so I know what I'm talking about. - Nyssa said.


- Horror movies are your religion? - Michael chuckled.


- Yeah, and The Conjuring is kind of like the Bible - New Testament. - She said.


''For someone who doesn't believe in God, I sure as hell believe in horror movies.''


Michael smiled widely.


- I don't think I've ever seen anyone look that adorable while talking about horror movies. - He told her.


Nyssa bit her bottom lip, trying to keep the corners of her mouth from twitching up.


Seeing as she wasn't going to comment anything, Michael continued speaking.


- I'm gonna go get some snacks, I'll be right back. - Michael said and left the car before Nyssa had a chance to say anything.


Not even five seconds after Michael left the car, twenty one pilots' ''Polarize'' started playing. Nyssa's phone was ringing. She took out her phone out of her pocket at looked at the screen. A picture of her and Hunter sticking out their tongues was displayed along with 'Dum Dum' written above. She smiled.


- Hey, Dum Dum. - Nyssa answered.


- Give me gum gum. - Hunter said.


Nyssa started laughing.


''I love that loser.''


- You're a dork. - She told him.


- Why, thank you. - Hunter said in a goofy voice.


- Why are you calling me? - Nyssa asked, after she stopped laughing.


- I just wanted to see how the date's going... But since you're answering your phone, I'm guessing it's not going well...or he's, you know, going down on you.


- And there's the Hunter I know. - She commented.


- And love. - He added.


- Nope, not at all. - She said with a smile on her face.


- Yeah, right. - Hunter said. - Okay, so, real talk... Is he going down on you?


- Do you really think I would be answering my phone if he was going down on me? - Nyssa asked.


Unfortunately, what Nyssa failed to realize before it was too late was that Michael came back just in time to hear her say those last words.


''Not my proudest moment.''


She looked at him wide-eyed.


- Gotta go. - She quickly hung up.


Michael was trying to hide his red cheeks behind a smirk.


''He did kinda look se...nevermind.''


- Please don't ask. - Nyssa said shortly.


- Wasn't gonna.


Nyssa cleared her throat. She was avoiding eye contact. Michael chuckled awkwardly.


- Um... I got some popcorn and some sodas. - He said.


- Thanks. - She said shortly. - When does the movie start?


- Any minute now. - He said.


Nyssa unfastened her seat belt. Michael put the popcorn and sodas in-between them.
They used the remaining time until the movie started to put their phones on silent and get comfortable.


The movie started.


Michael kept looking over at Nyssa, and Nyssa, even though she won't admit this, she kept looking over at Michael as well.


''No comment.''


Soon, the first jump scare in the movie appeared and Michael's body flinched causing Nyssa to laugh.


''I was trying to hold back my laughter - hey, I'm not a complete asshole - but it was just to funny. If only you could've seen his face.''


- Are you alright? - Nyssa said trough laughter.


- Yeah, yeah, of course. - Michael said trying to act confident.


''He failed beautifully at that.''


- We can go if you want. - Nyssa said.


''I may have said that just to be polite - in my mind I was hoping he'd say no. What can I say, I'm a horror junkie.''


- I'm fine, it just surprised me. - He was still acting confident, or at least trying.


All that false confidence seemed to have run out when the second jump scare appeared.


''And all that acting tough wasn't cute anymore.''


- Oh, come on, stop being a wuss. - Nyssa said.


- I'm not being a wuss! - Michael tried to defend himself.


- Yeah, you are. Come on, just admit that you're scared. - Nyssa said.


- I'm not scared.


- Oh, yeah?


- Yeah.


''Oh, this part's funny.''


- You do know that these movies are based on true stories? - Nyssa asked him.


- Yea...wait what? - He looked frightened.


''I so wish you guys could've seen his face.''


- Yeah, both movies are based on true stories. The original Conjuring was inspired by the haunting of the Perron family and the second one is based on the Enfield Poltergeist case. - Nyssa said matter-of-factly.


- You're fucking with me, right? - He asked her, agitated.


- Nope.


His face flushed bright pink.


- Okay, tell me something, why the fuck would you take me to see two horror movies if you were scared of them? - Nyssa asked him, she was trying to hold back her laughter.


- I...I don't know, I didn't really think they would be this scary. - Michael said, the last word barely heard.


- Please don't tell me you had in mind what most of the male population has when they take their date to see a horror movie? - She asked.


- Maybe. - He said quietly, a shy smile climbing up on his lips.


Nyssa rolled her eyes.


- That's pathetic. - She said.


- Oh come on, the first time I tried to kiss you - paparazzi showed up, the second time - you stoped me, this was at least worth a shot. - Michael told her.


- Yeah, and how'd that work out for you, huh?


- Well, let's see.


Before Nyssa had a chance to respond, or even react, to his answer, Michael leaned in, violently closing the distance between them. His lips brushed hers. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. The next thing she knew, he had slammed his lips to hers and nearly knocked all wind from her lungs.


''I wanted to pull away before I lost myself, but...I-I couldn't seem to.''


She hardly had a moment to react before he pressed his tongue to the seam of her lips and, at her grant of access, delved inside her mouth.


''What the fuck was I thinking?''


Unexpectedly, his hand drifted to her hip. It settled there and pulled her closer. She splayed her hand against his chest, intending to push his away, but instead she left it there.


''I should've pushed him away...I should've...''


His breathing quickened as did hers. He began nuzzling her neck with delicate kisses. So faint, they were whispers. She urged herself to push away, but couldn’t. His head was angled slightly to the side as his lips came closer and closer to hers. She was surprised to find her own lips parted. Their breaths mingled. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss. Then his arms encircled her. He drew her to him and deepened the kiss. Michael's hand was now on her tigh, slowly moving up. Nyssa finally snapped out of her trance. Before his hand had a chance to go any further, Nyssa stopped him. She took his hand in his and parted their lips. Their eyes locked.


- Don't push your luck. - Nyssa whispered.


- What, you don't wanna play Titanic? - Michael asked.


Nyssa rolled her eyes, moving away from him and leaning back in her seat.


- Are we leaving or do you wanna wait for another chance to prove how brave you are? - Nyssa asked him.


- Oh come on, that's low. - He pouted.


''Even lower than my standards, apparently.''


- Don't hate the player, hate the game. - Nyssa said.


Michael chuckled.


- Where to? - Michael asked once they were on the open road.


- I don't know... The night's still young. - Nyssa smiled slightly.


''I'm a fucking moron.''


Michael looked at her and smiled.

Notes

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