It's Never Gonna Be Too Late.
Unwanted Sights.
Alex's POV.
Bob and I decided we needed to do something.
We were home for a day or two and still hadn't done anything.
We decided to call up Frank and Ashe, Mikey, and Ray to go see a movie.
Everyone but me chose to go see The Texas Chainsaw Massacre - The Beginning.
I hate scary movies.
Absolutely hate them.
I'll end up in tears from this one, I just know it.
In our car, Bob and I pulled up to the local theater.
The others were already waiting inside for us.
Once we go our tickets and anything else we wanted, we headed for the theater.
Taking the last six seats in the last row, we all sat.
Ray was on the end, followed by Frank, Ashe, Bob, myself, and Mikey.
The movie started, and I still got goosebumps.
It wasn't more than forty-five minutes in and I'm already scared.
I didn't think of what I was doing as I grabbed the nearest thing to cover my eyes.
I realized after the fact that I had been gripped to Mikey for dear life.
I almost forgot Bob was sitting next to me, until he gave an, "Ahem."
I leaned back in my seat, embarrassed.
Bob continued to glare at Mikey.
I stared at the awkward situation.
They finally looked away, Bob disgusted, Mikey disappointed.
To show his territory to Mikey, Bob put his arm around my shoulders.
I shifted and leaned on him, feeling like an idiot for what had just happened.
Finally, the movie ended.
"That was awesome," Frank and Ashe said as they stood up from their seats.
"No, it really wasn't," I confessed.
"Are you kidding me? That was great!" Ray exclaimed.
"Come on, hon, cheer up," Bob smiled.
Checking my phone as we left the movies, I saw it was 12:30 A.M.
"That's it?" I sighed.
"Hey, how about the diner down the street?" Bob suggested.
Everyone exchanged glances and settled on a "Yes."
Still creeped out about the movie, I cautiously entered the diner with everyone else.
We could seat ourselves, but Ashe, who was at the head of the group, stopped dead in her tracks.
There sat Gerard, sipping a cup of coffee, only a mere three feet away.
Bob and I decided we needed to do something.
We were home for a day or two and still hadn't done anything.
We decided to call up Frank and Ashe, Mikey, and Ray to go see a movie.
Everyone but me chose to go see The Texas Chainsaw Massacre - The Beginning.
I hate scary movies.
Absolutely hate them.
I'll end up in tears from this one, I just know it.
In our car, Bob and I pulled up to the local theater.
The others were already waiting inside for us.
Once we go our tickets and anything else we wanted, we headed for the theater.
Taking the last six seats in the last row, we all sat.
Ray was on the end, followed by Frank, Ashe, Bob, myself, and Mikey.
The movie started, and I still got goosebumps.
It wasn't more than forty-five minutes in and I'm already scared.
I didn't think of what I was doing as I grabbed the nearest thing to cover my eyes.
I realized after the fact that I had been gripped to Mikey for dear life.
I almost forgot Bob was sitting next to me, until he gave an, "Ahem."
I leaned back in my seat, embarrassed.
Bob continued to glare at Mikey.
I stared at the awkward situation.
They finally looked away, Bob disgusted, Mikey disappointed.
To show his territory to Mikey, Bob put his arm around my shoulders.
I shifted and leaned on him, feeling like an idiot for what had just happened.
Finally, the movie ended.
"That was awesome," Frank and Ashe said as they stood up from their seats.
"No, it really wasn't," I confessed.
"Are you kidding me? That was great!" Ray exclaimed.
"Come on, hon, cheer up," Bob smiled.
Checking my phone as we left the movies, I saw it was 12:30 A.M.
"That's it?" I sighed.
"Hey, how about the diner down the street?" Bob suggested.
Everyone exchanged glances and settled on a "Yes."
Still creeped out about the movie, I cautiously entered the diner with everyone else.
We could seat ourselves, but Ashe, who was at the head of the group, stopped dead in her tracks.
There sat Gerard, sipping a cup of coffee, only a mere three feet away.