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Quick, heavy footsteps echos throughout your apartment. Right, left, right again; what is Niall doing? You were about to call out his name when you hear him quietly saying something in the kitchen. As he comes closer, you’re able to make out what he was saying, or more accurately, chanting.
“Movie night.. movie night... movie night..,” Niall chants as he stomps into the living room where you were sat. You simply roll your eyes at his childishness, but that didn’t stop his enthusiasm. “Get up! We have things to do!” he yells. You laugh softly but stay put, not moving an inch. Niall raises his eyebrows at you. A sly look covers his face as his eyes shift from the unpopped popcorn bags in his hands to you again. Catching onto his game, you being to protest, but a smile spreads across his cheeks and he begins throwing the bags at you. All the while playfully yelling, “It’s movie night, bitch! It’s movie night! Come on, don’t be a cunt!” You hide behind anything you can get your hands on, including pillows and blankets.
“Okay, okay! I surrender! I’ll pop the fucking popcorn!” you give in. Triumphantly, he strides over to the T.V. and sets up Netflix. You pick up the popcorn bags off the floor and go into the kitchen to pop them. After about two bags were popped, you emptied them into a large bowl and walked back to the living room.
The couch has been transformed into a giant pillow fort. Dozens of blankets are spread across and tall pillows line the sides of the couch. Niall squints his eyes as he read different movie titles; sometimes you couldn’t help but awe at how adorable he was. That is, until you notice he was browsing the comedy genre which makes you internally groan.
“I don’t want to watch a comedy. Let’s watch a horror film,” you say.
“Your movie taste is absolutely terrible. We’re watching a comedy,” he jokes and reaches across your lap to get a handful of popcorn. He selects a movie and covers you both with a blanket.
During the boring parts of the movie, you both held mini competitions. The main one being “who could catch the most kernels of popcorn in their mouth.” And eventually, you couldn’t shut up long enough to actually hear what was going on in the movie. The end credits flash onto the screen. Niall looks over, smiles, and says, “Movie night again tomorrow?”
