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He hums. I continue speaking. “You know, almost the same thing happens in every romantic movie. Still, it’s just so…perfect. The whole meetcute, love at first sight, enemies to lovers, fake relationships. All those cliche troupes are the best. I just can’t get enough of them.” I continue talking. “Then something silly and inconsequential happens and they have a big fight.” Ronan mumbles.

Some sappy romance Claire had gushed about weeks ago, where the leads were caught in an angsty, slow-burn love that made my chest feel tight. I shouldn't have agreed to this movie. Because all it did was remind me of another setting. Another room. Another man. Kester. I had been curled up on the couch in his living room, flipping through movie options, when he had grabbed the remote from my hand and chosen a film I never would've expected him to watch. A romance. We had watched in an uncomfortable silence until that cursed scene where the male lead pressed the heroine against the bed and fucked her. I felt Kester shift beside me.

Kimberly grumbled and leaned "I don't want anything" Hayden replied and Kimberly lowered her head to his shoulder, resting on him. The movie was a romantic movie because that was what Kimberly loved watching. "Is it boring you?" Kimberly asked, knowing fully well that Hayden did not like romantic movies. "Not at all" Hayden replied sincerely because as long as she was by his side, he was most certainly not bored. Few minutes passed and the movie got to a kiss scene. Watching the kiss scene, Kimberly could not help but recall the kiss with Hayden and Hayden seemed to recall the moment too.

" What am I going to do now? should I apologise or what?" " Yes you should and make it romantic" Mr DiCaprio "Michael does the gym offer still open?"

“I never would’ve thought. Whoever ends up with her will be incredibly lucky.” “Or not,” Kirill smirked and kissed my temple. After a short round of previews, the movie began. It was a romantic comedy, so almost everyone enjoyed it. Almost. Seeing the stony, displeased expressions on Maura’s and Alek’s faces, I shifted a little farther away—just in case emotions flared and I got caught in the crossfire. The club was nearby, so we walked. The girls went together, chatting animatedly, while the guys followed on their own.

“you can watch those later. Isn’t this so sweet? You’d learn a few tips to be more romantic.” He rolled his eyes. I could understand his frustration because he clearly wasn’t into romantic movie and I had been watching them with him since this morning and it was almost midnight. It didn’t miss a chance to excite me but he was obviously tired of the same genre because some of them had similar storylines. He didn’t miss a chance to complain about the unrealistic scenes so many times while I just laughed. “Pass a pack of chips for me.” I extended my arm.

And I, - “Are you done with your pity party?” Zuri interrupted my thoughts. “How do you know I was feeling sorry for myself?” “You were pouting. And it’s all you’ve been doing since that dumb date. Just forget about Rain. He’s not worth it. Although he’s really good looking,” Rishi said. “I know, right? Stupid Rain and stupid Roman.” I growled. Zuri pulled me close, “let’s just go see a movie. I hear there’s a new romantic comedy out. Rishi, you want to join us?”

She looks utterly snug and very happy inside so I fall back on Khai as he sits besides me. Turning on the tv he surfs through apps to find the perfect movie. We decide against horrors, phantasy… in fact he even goes to suggest a comedy or romance. Is he trying to brown nose me? Has he done something wrong and wants to make up for it in the form of allowing me to watch the very things he usually hates watching? I don’t ask, but do pick a romance. And we settle in, me lounging on him as he plays with my hair, the tv playing the film for us as we watch it in silence.

he says casually. My stomach lurches. The image of him on threesomes pop into my head that makes me cringe. “My cousins, babe,” he mumbles. “I don’t care.” “I watched Rom-com movies with my cousins Lizzy and Saph, and my cousin’s fiancee, Kiara.” The movie credit finally rolls up. I don’t understand anything in that movie other than the cheater husband loses his wife, money, and breaks his nose into the glass wall he thinks doesn’t exist.

“I can't promise but I have to admit, he's quite different. At first, I wasn't buying the sweet lover-man crap, but I guess I could get used to it now.” Karen joined me in watching the romantic movie I had put on before she came. The movie was really good and the story behind it was even better. It was one of my go-to movies and I had seen it at least twenty times. Karen also liked it—she didn't fancy that the heroine was a little “daft”, but that was all she had to complain about.