Him and Me.

Him and Me- Twenty Six.

Matty suddenly gave my ponytail a tug, making me turn around to sock his arm, but he was already hobbling down the hall. I shook my head as I smoothed down my ponytail, which had become slightly lopsided, thanks to my very mature older brother. Turning back around, I saw Colby standing there, swaying on the balls of his feet.

Cue in the smirk.

“I swear, you’re going to hurt someone seriously with those kicks of yours.”

I gave him a mocking smile in return. “Ha ha very funny.”

Stuffing his hands on the pocket of his jeans, Colby’s smirk grew wider. “I’m glad you agree.”

Deciding to ignore his comment, I crossed my arms over my chest as I leaned against the door. “What’s up? What are you doing here?”

He shrugged. “I was bored.”

I raised an eyebrow. He was bored. Was I someone whom bored people go to?

Before I could reply, Colby bent down slightly to retrieve several plastic bags that were laying against his feet. I didn’t even notice those bags, but I could tell they were takeaways. He lifted the bags and swayed them slightly. He smiled. The real smile.

“So, what do you say to movies and Chinese takeaway?”

*****

Beside me, I could hear Colby’s steady breathing. Our Chinese takeaway boxes lay forgotten on the floor. The coffee table was moved aside in order for us to see the TV while sitting on the floor with our backs leaning against the couch. One throw pillow was perched on top of my lap, my legs stretched out in front of me. Colby had one leg folded at the knee, the other stretched out in front of him too. He still held his chopsticks, somewhat limply, in his hand. Both of our eyes were fixed on the screen, totally engrossed with Toy Story 3. Best movie of the series, in my opinion.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched Woody, Buzz, Jesse, and the others hold hands as they were plunging down slowly towards the incinerator. This was one of the most touching moments in the movie, and it showed the audience something—to never leave your friends behind, and to be there for each other no matter what.

I took a deep breath, trying to control the welling in my eyes. I heard Colby chuckle gently, and heard shuffling sounds. He must’ve moved. It was confirmed when I felt the fabric of his shirt brush against my shoulder, and his warm breath close to my ear.

“It’s ok, Kayla, we know they will live,” he said in a low tone, laced with amusement.

My eyes still on the screen, I turned my head away slightly. Colby’s breath tickled my ear. I brought my index finger against my lips, making a shushing motion. Out the corner of my eye, I saw him shook his head and with one last chuckle, resumed his former position, though he was now seated much closer to me, our thighs almost touching.

We remained relatively quiet through the rest of the movie. There were moments of laughter in between, and when Andy finally said goodbye to his toys, I couldn’t help the tears the rolled down my cheeks. What could I say? Animated movies made me cry.

As the credits roll, I felt Colby’s arm brushed my shoulder as he stretched, chopsticks still in hand. He grabbed his half-eaten Chinese takeaway box, and started to eat again. Oh, and he had two hotdog sandwiches before we had watched half of the movie. This boy’s appetite was humongous. Chuckling to myself, I grabbed my takeaway box too. I still had about a quarter of the box left to eat. I picked up my chopsticks, which were laying on a napkin on the floor, and began to attack my Chinese friend rice with chorizo.

“Best movie in the Toy Story series,” Colby mumbled in between bites.

I smiled. It wasn’t that surprising now. Colby and mine’s weird mind connection. I mumbled an agreeable hum, and picked a chorizo from the box, guiding it to my mouth. Yummy.