Page 85 of Heal Me

His words sounded with the same emphasis as if he had said, "Amelia, the earth is round."

"Popcorn, cola and... "

"Pomegranate juice," I tell him.

"You are crazy," he whispers in my ear and hands me the juice.

"And why is that?"

"Who drinks pomegranate juice?"

"Me," I point to myself and take a sip.

"Remind me, please, why are friends? " Danylo smiles and we enter the hall.

We hardly speak during the movie. I know he likes to watch movies in silence. I realised this when we watched a Turkish series together.

Unlike him, I always talk during the film. Constantly. I have to give my opinion on every damn ten seconds of the movie. This is vital.

So when it's hard to hold it in again, I shove even more popcorn in my mouth, trying not to fall asleep.

I turn my look to Danylo. He is so focused, like his entire future depends on this movie. I wonder if he would hug me if we date now? Probably, he would put his hand behind me, and I would lean on his strong shoulder. Or we'd holding hands and sit like that for the entire movie. I noticed that Danylo shows his love through touch, he constantly needs to touch the person he loves. It can be an imperceptible touch of his hand to that person, or he will put a strand of hair behind her ear, or hug her. He will always find any reason to touch. And I can't blame him for that, because sometimes I want him to touch me.

I turn my head to the side and throw the wrong thoughts out of my head. I don't know exactly what is happening to me. This is something new, this feeling envelops my body, and with it, I feel guilt and pain. Every time I see Danylo, my heart starts to beat wildly, but at the same time, it hurts terribly.

I look at the screen again, and I don't understand how I ended up on this film in the first place. Usually, I choose the films myself, but this time I trusted Sebastian. First and last time.

When the movie ends two hours later, I wake up to loud applause and realise that I fell asleep after all. I hope Danylo fell asleep too, I don't want him to think that I'm bored with him.

"Well, what do you think about movie?" He asks.

We leave the cinema, I try to hide my yawning, because I still want to sleep.

Terribly. Boring. I fell asleep.

"Cool," I nod.

"Yes, I especially liked the moment when the aliens were reborn immediately after death, and their brains were scattered all over the battlefield."

I wince. Maybe it's a good thing that I fell asleep.

"Yes," I nod, "it was the best moment."

"There was no such moment, Amelia," Danylo laughs, "you fell asleep."

"I'm sorry," I moan, "I thought you didn't notice."

"It was hard not to notice when you started snoring in the middle of the movie."

"What?" I hit him on the hand. "I never snore."

"I'm kidding, you look so cute when you sleep," Danylo laughs.

His laugh is deep and I like it. I linger on his face for a few more seconds and look away as he looks at me.

He probably hasn't shaved this morning and there's a slight stubble on his face, which makes him look even sexier. And although it's cold outside now, and Danylo is only wearing one t-shirt, his body radiates warmth. I would even say that the temperature of his body could burn everything here to ashes.

Are all strong men this hot, or is it just him?

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