Make Me Yours

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

    "I still say that Sean Connery is without doubt the best Bond," Lee said as we made our way out of the movies. "I mean, I get the appeal that Daniel Craig has, I really do, but Sean has this way about him - how he talks and carries himself as a Bond is so much better than the way Daniel does."

     "I got to say - I love the way you speak as if you know them personally," I laughed at his rant. 

      "Well, considering how many times I've watched the movie, I feel entitled to act as if I know them."

     "Ok, but personally I prefer Pierce Brosnan as Bond… he just has something special, ya know?" I said.

      "I will accept that," Lee said, "I don't agree with you, but I will accept it."

      "You do what you want I guess." Currently, we were walking down the street from the cinemas, having just watched the latest James Bond movie. Lee hadn't been as quiet as he usually was; complaining or cheering loudly during the  different scenes. He was acting almost bipolar in his feelings about the movie; a couple of times almost standing up in reverence, but other times close to applauding in appreciation.

     It was really dark outside, and late. I did feel a little bad about being so late, my dad might be worried, but then again he was probably thankful for my absence. 

     I took one of my cigarettes from my cigarette pack and lit it, taking a long drag from it. I saw Lee eyeing me with a frown, but he didn't say anything.

      "What time is it?" I asked. He looked at his wristwatch and said.

     "'bout tenish," Lee said. 

     "Hmm, I should go home… yeah." I told him, taking another drag from my cigarette. 

     "Yeah, me too… you know how my mom can get," Lee said, rolling his eyes. 

     "Yeah," I said, and laughed - Lee's mom was really nice, and we liked each other a lot, but she did not like it when Lee was late… not at all. 

      Suddenly, I walked straight into someone else, and to my utter horror I recognised the scent. 

      Sean. 

     I looked down, and tried to make my body as small as possible, hoping to not invoke a certain reaction in him. 

     "Sorry," I whispered. 

     "Well, hi pup," Sean said, and I could just imagine the sardonic smile one his face. "What are you doing out so late?"

      "I went to the movies," I told him, still not daring to look up. 

      "It's kind of late… who knows what could happen to you. Maybe I should walk you home," and although what he said might have been perceived as an act of kindness, I knew for a fact that I did not want to be walked home by him.

      "Thank you," I said in a tiny of a voice as possible, "but my friend Lee here is going to walk me home."

     "Suit yourself… I'll see you tomorrow at the meet," he said and walked away. I let out a huge breath and pulled my hands through my hair. 

      "Um, care to explain to me what the fuck that was?" Lee asked me, a few moments of loud breathing later. 

      "No, it's just… he's just… I can't Lee," I told him, hoping that he wouldn't take it too personally. Which, of course, he did. 

      "You can't tell, or you can't tell me?" he asked. 

      "Both," I whispered.