Romans & histoires The Distance Between Us Movie

“Barely.” But I stayed. We sat in silence for the first ten minutes of the movie, the occasional scream from the TV breaking the quiet. James eventually got comfortable, legs stretched out, one arm slung lazily across the back of the couch. He looked too at ease in my space, like he belonged there. It was annoying. And comforting. And fucking confusing. “I ordered food,” he said out of nowhere. “You what?” “Yeah. You probably haven’t eaten anything that didn’t come in a crumpled paper bag in like, a week. You need real food.”

“You love this boy? For real love, not just ‘he’s hot and my parents hate it’ love?” Mia stared at the water. “Yeah. I think so. It started as a crush but… it got real. He sees me. Not just Jake’s little sister.” Lisa nodded slowly. “And does he love you back? Or is he just along for the ride?” “He says he does. But everything blew up and now we’re doing this break thing. He’s back home trying to fix shit with Jake and my parents. I’m… here.” Lisa rocked in her chair. “Distance can do two things. It can kill something that wasn’t strong enough. Or it can show you what actually matters. Problem is, you won’t know which until you sit in it for a while.”

I say. She looks at me. "Home," she says. The road unreels ahead of us in the morning light and the compound is sixty miles away and we are driving toward it together and the distance is not a problem because distance has a direction and the direction is home. My phone buzzes. I glance at it on the dash.

he said quietly. “Three hours,” I said. Neither of us moved. Then slowly, without either of us deciding it exactly, the distance between us became less than it had been.

“I’ll walk you up.” We meet at the front of the truck, and he falls into step beside me. The night air is cool, quiet, almost peaceful. For the first time in days, I feel like I can breathe. We stop at the bottom of the porch steps. And suddenly the space between us feels charged, not heavy, not overwhelming, just… full. Like something is about to happen. His hand lifts slightly, like he’s about to brush a strand of hair behind my ear again. I lean in without meaning to. He leans in too. We’re inches apart. And then...The front door swings open. My dad stands there, holding a mug of coffee, eyebrows raised. “Lena? You’re home.” I jump back like I’ve been electrocuted. Evan clears his throat

Adam whispered. "Five feet apart." I grinned and he would regret asking me and choosing that movie. "Alright, Five feet apart, it is!" He clapped as everyone groaned. I giggled softly eyeing Adam. They started playing the movie as I watched it with almost sincerity, I love this movie. It's a heartbreaking movie and I'm definitely gonna cry after seeing it. Halfway through the movie, When they were lying I could tell he loved the way she touched him with her eyes and felt her with mine. I started crying that she was going to die.

It seems he was talking with a client and since I don't want to eavesdrop, I turned on the TV. As I was going through the channels looking for something to watch, the front door suddenly flung open. "Hihihihi," I woman giggling fliratiously came to view. I was shocked to see the two clinging figures and they too were shocked to see me. "What the hell are you doing here, Des?" Gen let go of his gf and walked with long strides towards me. Before he could get any closer, I stood up and ran behind the couch to keep a distance between us.

I needed to do this more often. We ate in silence and did the dishes together. We ate dessert together with a romantic movie she picked in the living room and sat close to each other, our knees touching. She kept fussing with the blanket, but it couldn’t cover us equally and her movements were distracting, so I pulled her down and she landed on my thighs “You’re interrupting my movie”, “Be careful, you’re losing your cold self”, She said, as I pulled the blanket over us. “Being super nice”, She snuggled into me, resting her head on my chest.

He ripped the Bluetooth off and threw it backward in frustration. "Aw!" Hade complained, but Jarred ignored him. As we waited for the green light, my eyes caught the giant screen on the side of a nearby building. The news broadcast flickered to life. The first image froze: a woman leaning inside a car, a pair of hands on her back, hugging her. The next angle: the same position—but another head was pressed close, almost as if they were kissing. I felt my stomach drop. My hands tightened on the seat.

"I am trying to figure out how far it actually goes." Keller thought about it then asked, "And tonight?" Selena met Keller's eyes again. "Tonight... I am trying not to think about it, " Selena said. That part was probably more honest than Selena had meant to be. Keller just nodded. "Then we start there," Keller said. Dinner was easy at first. The kind of quiet that feels right. Neither of them was forcing words to fill the space. The ocean took care of the sounds. Everything between them felt more solid.