Harley put on her best, most over dramatic shocked face. “Me?! I’m not late, I’ve been waiting here for you!” Harley said softly, with a wink. Hmm. She shrugged, “Plus, I know how quickly you loose your phone, I didn’t think you would have it.”
His threats had little effect over her as she grabbed a handful of popcorn, shoving it all in her mouth. “Did you get me a slushie?” Harley peeped as she looked over the extraordinary amount of snacks Wade, she assumed, bought. The blonde couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of popcorn being stuck in some innocent persons hair. They would never see it coming.
“Come on.” Harley said, taking his hand in her own, hoping that he could balance all the treats with one hand. “I found the best seats!” She said as she marched back to the seats she left behind, hoping they were still there.
“Liar liar pants on fire. That’s what all the guilty people say. Jesus, Harleen. That one was worse than ‘sorry, North Korea decided to launch a nuclear attack on my house just as I was getting in my car’. I’ve heard it all before.” Wade merely tutted with his feigned annoyance. For all he knew, she was probably telling the truth. It was just easier to claim the innocent victim.
His eyelids narrowed into slits. “If you eat all of it now, there’s not going to be enough popcorn left to hide the hole I’ve cut out of the bottom of this cardboard.” He was joking, obviously. Wade couldn’t lecture Harley about space one minute than have her fondle his dingaling the next. It wasn’t... moral? Hey, recognising that morality exists. Go you. Ten points to Gryffindor!
Wade jerked when she grasped his fingers, his free hand scrambling to hold his purchases in between his forearm and chest. The feat was unsuccessful as packets of M&M’s tumbled to the floor. If she weren’t holding his hand and rushing, Wade would outstretch his palms in a gesture of despair at the fallen comrade. ‘My Heart Will Go On’ shall play as the darkness of the cinema corridor enveloped him. Now he was certainly regretful he hadn’t bought her an iced drink. It would of pleased him to see it poured all over her head.
Still bitter about his lost sweets, a heavy scowl adorned his features as he navigated the aisles behind Harley. Wade stood on the toes of a heavy set man, and the tub of lard hissed with pain. He pretended not to notice. “These seats better be good.” Wade whispered fiercely into the back of her hair. “Otherwise I’m going to embarrass the living daylights out of you for the whole two hours.”
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