“What are you thinking, Ethan?” I asked softly, not wanting to wake the man, who was now snoring, up.

His smirk widened and he grabbed my hand and started running, pulling me behind him. I yelped and tried to keep up in the high heels I was wearing. My heels made loud clanking sounds against the shining floor. He reached the door to the entrance of the movie halls and pushed it open, pulling me behind him.

“Ethan!” I exclaimed, whispering loudly.

“Quick! Choose a number,” he instructed, waiting impatiently.

“Er-10!” I exclaimed.

He gave me a quick smile and we ran towards the movie hall and I stopped him before we could enter.

“What is wrong with you?” I whispered as we entered the dark room. “Couldn’t we just buy tickets like normal people and enjoy a movie with popcorn?”

He chuckled but didn’t look at me.

“You have to admit, that was fun,” he said.

“No.”

“Yes,” he replied. “Now, come on, let’s go in.”

Without wanting to, I followed him in, afraid that the man who was snoring would manage to catch us.

What was Ethan thinking? Just running in like that. Though, I hate to admit this but it was quite thrilling. The dark room was slightly lit up by the bright screen in front. A redhead girl and dark haired boy were tossing a snowman’s head to each other and people were giggling in the theatre.

I squealed and grabbed Ethan’s arm. “Frozen!”

Few people next to us gave me an annoyed look and some hushed me as well. I rolled my eyes.

“Bad choice,” Ethan murmured.

“No!” I whispered and clasped his hand, pulling him with me.

Luckily, we found three empty chairs towards the corner and we sat down.

“Who names a snowman Olaf?” Ethan asked, leaning towards me.

I rolled my eyes. “He’s cute, okay?”

“Cuter than me?” he asked, smirking.

I blushed as his eyes searched my face in the dark. Smiling, Ethan looked up at the screen again. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. “No.”

I smiled as the corner of his mouth lifted up.

*

“I can’t believe you made me watch the entire movie,” Ethan whined as we left the theatre along with the rest of the people who watched Frozen. Most of them were kids, out of which many were crying and talking loudly.

I laughed. “I know you liked the movie.”

“Oh my god, Ash! I totally loved it! It was so beautiful!” he said sarcastically.

I laughed at his try on a fake bimbo accent.

“Seriously, Ash,” he said. “If you ever make me watch another animated movie again, I will-”

“You will what?” I challenged.

He smirked. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re just saying that because you don’t know what you’re going to.”

“You want to find out?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Nope, I’m good,” I responded a bit too quickly.

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