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Brenden POV

I put my empty cereal bowl in the sink. I walked back into the living room where Danni was sitting on the floor, going through my phone.

“Danni! What the hell are you doing? That's private!” I rushed towards her and grabbed my phone from her hands.

She laughed, “Chill, Brenden. I was just looking to see if you had made contact with that guy we met at the mall.”

I sat down on the couch, shaking my head. “His name is Conner, and no.”

She jumped up onto the couch beside me, “Why not?”

“Because.”

“Scared?” She smiled.

I rolled my eyes, “No.”

She raised her eyebrows, “Prove it. Call him, right now.”

“Its only ten in the morning.” I looked down at my phone. Maybe I should just call him. What's the worst that would happen.

“So? Most people are up by now.” She reached across me for my phone, “Besides, if you don't call him I will. And I will tell him about how you dream of him at night, and how much you love him.”

I laughed, holding the phone out of her reach, “Fine. I will call him. Whatever.” I dialed his number and waited. “Besides, none of that's true. He would never believe you.”

She laughed, “Whatever you say. I know all your dirty little secrets.”

I heard him pick up the phone, and I shushed Danni. “Hello?” he said. It sounded like I woke him up.

“Umm, yea. It's me Brenden... from the mall.”

“Oh, hey! I remember you. Why are you calling so early?”

I shrugged, “Oh, no reason.” I paused, glaring at Danni. “I didn't wake you up, did I?”

“Nah, I've been up all night. Couldn't sleep.” He yawned.

“Oh, I should probably let you go then.”

“No, it's okay. I'm not going to be able to sleep.” He paused, “Do you want to hang out today?”

"Yea, that would be great!" I said, a little to anxiously.

**

I walked into the move theater looking all around me. I wanted to see his beautiful face, that perfect smile of his, and those eyes I can get lost in.

"Hey!" I heard from behind me. I turned to see him, smiling that beautiful smile.

"Hi..." I wanted to say something smart or funny, but I was speechless. I just stood there with my mouth opening and closing like an idiot. Conner just smiled and grabbed my hand. He led me over to the concessions stand.

I felt my body freeze. He still has a hold of my hand... I didn't know what to do. I was brought out of my daze by him calling my name.

"Do you like popcorn?" Conner asked me.

"Of course." I managed to spit out. He smiled at me and turned back to the clerk.

"Here's your ticket, I got them earlier. Are you ready to go in?" he asked me.

I nodded, "I'll meet you in there. I have to use the restroom." He just smiled and turned to go to the movie.

I watched him walk away before rushing into the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror, leaning over the sink. I turned on the faucet, letting the water run over my hands. I couldn’t believe myself. Here I was with the hottest guy I had ever seen and I was acting like an idiot. I needed to pull myself together.

I splashed some water on my face, trying to relax. After a few splashes, I grabbed some paper towels and dried my hands and face. Before I left the bathroom, I took a deep breath.

As I walked closer and closer to the theater the movie was in, I felt my confidence going out the window. I felt like I was going to throw up. I couldn’t handle being alone with this guy, I barely know him. I was focusing all my strength on not throwing up. What if I threw up on him? Oh my gosh, I can’t do this. I need to leave. I should just go home right now, just in case.

I walked into the theater and I quickly found Conner sitting in the very back row. The theater was pretty empty. There were only a few other people in seats. That just made everything worse. It really would be like we were alone. I was going to throw up. I was tempted to run out of the theater and leave, when Conner looked at me and we made eye contact. He waved at me and I smiled. Well, I couldn’t run now. I slowly made my way up the stairs to where he was sitting. In what felt like seconds I was slipping in beside him. He handed me a huge bucket of popcorn and a huge drink.

I set the drink the cup holder and held the popcorn on my lap. He reached into the bucket and grabbed a handful on popcorn. I watched him in awe as he shoved the popcorn in his mouth and swallowed. I couldn’t even thing about eating anything. I would probably throw up.

After a few seconds of silence, he glanced over and me and frowned, “Is something wrong? You look like you’re going to throw up.”

Oh my gosh, that just made everything worse. Not only did I feel like I was going to throw up, I looked like it too. I shook my head, “No, I’m fine.”

He smiled, nodding, “You’re nervous. I understand.” He ran his hand through his hair, “Ever since you called me this morning I have been freaking out. I thought I was going to do something stupid and make you run off or something.”

I laughed, my nerves lessening a little bit, “That makes me feel a little better.”

He nodded, “Me too.” He paused, taking a sip of his drink, “I almost didn’t answer the phone when you called. I was freaking out too much. Eventually my mom told me to just do it, or she would. Who knows what she would have said.”

I nodded, “Yea, my new neighbor came over last night and she made me call. She said she was going to tell you that I dreamt about you and stuff like that.”

The lights went out and Conner smiled, “Well, looks like the movie is starting.”

I nodded, and grabbed a handful of popcorn. Maybe I did have a shot with this guy. I couldn’t believe that he had been nervous about talking to me. He can hide it really well, unlike me. I always wear my emotions where everyone can see them, not matter how much I try. As the movie started playing, I felt Conner reach his arm around me, and he squeezed my shoulder. I had no idea what to do, so I just sat still. Eventually, I felt myself relax and I leaned closer to him.