Chapter Eighty- Three

When we sat down for the movie I kept my nerves calm but as the blood and gore began I couldn't. I tried my best to hold myself together but with every loud noise I would slightly jump, but to my surprise Ba Wei didn't even notice. He was more focused on the movie than me and I was thankful.

I let out a shaky sigh and looked back up at the gigantic screen and tried to watch what was now the calmer parts of this movie. As I stared at the moving pictures I felt something touch the back of my head. I didn't say anything and just raised an eyebrow as what I identified as a hand began to stroke the back of my head.

I thought that I would tense up because of this but I didn't. It didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead it felt very much good. I was so caught up in the feeling that I was completely unprotected when another loud bang of music rang through the room making me flinch slightly.

The hand that was stroking the back of my head stopped and even though it was so dark in the room that we were in I could still feel the boys eyes on me. I let out a shaky breath and continued to look at the screen. Blood and body parts was all that I saw, and even though I tried my hardest to act normal I had to shift my eyes to the floor.

Neither of us moved for a few minutes and it was dreadful. It felt like I was waiting for him to move and he was waiting for me to move. I was about to say something to him but before I could he moved his hand from the back of my head. I let out a sigh only because maybe now he wouldn't notice whenever I jumped.

I was about to celebrate the victory when he grabbed my hand and entangled our fingers. I turned almost immediately in his direction only to be yanked towards him all together. I let out a small yelp as my face hit his chest. I knew that my face was red by this point and once again I was thankful for the darkness in this room.

We had already been sitting very close together because of how the seating was set up. It was a movie theatre but it wasn't the regular kind. It had more of couches instead of singular seats. Meaning that when we sat down we left only a bit of space between us and Ba Wei had just closed that gap.

I sat up and straightened my body out. I m thought that Ba Wei would let go of my hand but he didn't. Instead he tightened his grip, but he didn't look my way at all. I had a feeling that he noticed that I was jumping at everything in this movie.

My face got even redder as the thought crossed my mind. To try to calm my nerves again I started to look around the lowly lit room. It was obvious that this was a movie theatre but why was no one in here but us. Why wasn't it open and running to be perfectly honest? Also how did Ba Wei acquire this place at such short notice? I had so many answers but I knew I couldn't ask them at this very moment so I just kept my mouth shut.

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When the movie ended the lights in the room slowly began to raise again;only then did Ba Wei release my hand. To be honest I would have rather he kept holding it because now the feeling of him not was obvious.

"Well," he turned to me, "how did you like the movie?"

"It was good," I said lying as I scratched the back of my neck.

Ba Wei chuckled, "you're getting worse at lying now."

I let out a sigh. I knew he would pick up on it, but it can't hurt to try to throw a curve ball at him.

"I-"

"If you didn't want to watch the movie, you could've said it. I wouldn't have card what we watched."

"Sorry," I said as our eyes met.

A smirk pulled at his lips, "did you at least enjoy a bit of it?"

I didn't know what to say to that because I didn't even pay attention to it a little bit. I don't remember a single thing from the plot, and it was a long movie. Sensing my confused Ba Wei just shook his head.

"It was that bad huh?"

I studied his face as he asked that question and the expression that spread across it made my stomach uncomfortable. He looked disappointed and I couldn't even blame him. He did all of this for me, for our date just for me not to pay attention to the movie. I'm so dumb.

"It's not that it was bad I just..."

"Just what?"

I didn't want to tell him I was bad with horror movies. It would just make me look weaker than I already was to him, but I didn't have a choice. I didn't want to make him feel like I didn't appreciate what he had done.

"It's just that I'm not good with horror movies."

Ba Wei was silent for a minute and just stared at me. His gaze was intense but I didn't shift my eyes. After about a minute Ba Wei finally spoke.

"You scare easily," he asked slowly?

"Not in real situations, but when it comes to movies-"

"You don't even know do you," he asked cutting me off. Confused I raised an eyebrow at him. "You didn't even realize how cute that is do you?"

My face turned red in seconds and Ba Wei took this as an opportunity to reach out and run his hand through my hair. My entire body tense at the sensation but not because it was bad but rather because it felt good.

"Your hair is really beautiful," he said in a soft low tone.

"Th-thank you," I stuttered out.

He removed his hand after stroking my hair a few times. It almost felt like he enjoyed how my hair felt on his fingers because he would make sure that strands would go though each finger.

"You know you're not anything like how I'd thought you'd be when we first met."

"Really? What did you think I'd be like?"

I was actually curious because I give off a lot of things and I wanted to know what this guy thought of me from the very beginning.

"Well, you know. Snobbish smart kid that thinks he knows everything."

I couldn't help but laugh at the description. It wasn't like either of those things are wrong about me I would say that I am a level of all of them but I would never tell him that.

"Oh I'm hurt."

Ba Wei laughed, "sorry but you're actually not like that. You're unbelievably cute, funny, confident but you're secretive. You're a bad liar on purpose and it's impressive that you could fool me so well."

I didn't say anything and just soaked up all that he said. I was honestly speechless because even though I knew he paid attention to me but I never thought that it was this much. I was a very great liar and I know it's not something I should be proud of but he was right. I had figured out that he could only tell when I was lying when it was small thing. It was a weird thing to figure out.

"I'm glad you actually got to know me," I said as a smile spread across my face.

I glanced up at Ba Wei and as our eyes locked he shifted his eyes. I couldn't help but be surprised by this since he's only did that a couple of times since we met. Was he embarrassed?

"So...Um...what did you think of me when we first met?"

When he asked Thai question he didn't look up at me. He kept his eyes strictly on the floor and his head down. It was cute.

"Well I thought you were a dick."

He started to laugh, "really? That's it?" He finally looked up at me and the smile that was on his lips made my heart flutter.

"Yeah. Pretty much and I still do think you're a dick to some extent."

"I'm honored that you think that I still am one, I do try."

"Fuck you," I said laughing.

We laughed about five minutes before we finally quieted down. Neither of us said anything and I took the opportunity to reach out and touch Ba Weis hair. This seemed to surprise him but he didn't object. It was soft and the small spikes of hair from his undercut felt nice under my fingers.

I had always wanted to touch his hair and something about doing it now wasn't enough. Maybe if I pull it...

"Ow!" I let out a small chuckle before I removed my hand from his hair. "What was that for."

"Nothing," I said clearing my throat. "Just wanted to do it."

"Uh huh, so if I pulled your hair would you take that as an answer."

I raised an eyebrow at him, "probably. You're the only person that I let touch my hair anyway."

Ba Wei didn't say anything and just reached out and touched the ends of my hair. I didn't flinch at the slight sensation but I did when his hand started to go into my shirt. His hands weren't cold but the skin contact still made me tense up.

"What are y-"

"You know you say things that easily flip a switch in me," he said as his hand ran across one of my nipples making inhale sharply. "I'm starting to think you're doing it in purpose."

"I'm not," I said lowly.

His eyes snapped to mine but he didn't stain moving his hand back and forth over my nipples. Each time his fingers would make contact I would unconsciously move a bit. This seemed to amuse him because he would chuckle every time.

"It still amazes me how sensitive you are."

He removed his hand and cleared his throat. I was particularly thankful for it but also upset because now I had an issue starting between my legs. Why am I so sensitive. It's not like I was always like this it's just with him.

"I wasn't"

"You weren't what?"

I shifted my eyes, "I wasn't usually this sensitive." I could feel his eyes  digging into me, "it's only when you touch me."

I said the last part very low but judging by his silence I knew he heard it. I didn't really want to admit that but I knew that he would see right through the lie I said so why would I even try right. If I told a lie and he caught me it would only make me more embarrassed so why make this harder on myself.

I was pulled out of my thought by Ba Wei suddenly getting up. I looked up at his now standing frame with a confused look.

"Come on. We need to do something."

"Why," I asked as I got up?

He stared at me for second before saying. "If we don't I'm going to end up jumping you."