Chapter 13 

"So, what you wanna do now?" Dylan asked me as we both sat propped against the garden bench after school. Almost a week had passed since Dylan had initiated his new 'no-touch policy' and I must say he was carrying it out quite well. He hadn't kissed me once, not even tried to. We both didn't hug or even hold hands (not that we did earlier). The only touch had been once when his hands had accidently brushed against mine. Though now it wasn't weird when both of us were around and we weren't realy close...yet, it was a start. Yet, there was something which seemed amiss. Maybe I was missing his kisses already.

"I don't know...you have any ideas?" I said, and honestly I didn't.

"I was thinking, maybe we could hangout at my place? You know watch movies or play video games or something."

"Sounds cool." I was surprised. Yeah we both had hung out after school twice before (other times he was either busy makeing out with a girl in the locker room or had football practice) but he had not invited me to his home. Yeah, I know I've already been there once but I wasn't invited, I just sort of came unanounced that time.

I gathered up my bag as we got into his car. Dylan, surprisingly had been giving me lifts to school too. In school though, we weren't very buddy-buddy. Yeah, we talked after classes ended and after school, but we didn't sit together in lunch or anything. 

All the same, it wasn't a surprise to catch girls glaring at me when we talked.

Ten minutes later, Dylan had parked his car and we were heading for his house. The same butler greeted us. This time though, his parents weren't here.

"Movies or video games?" He asked.

"Movies?"

He nodded. "C'mon I'll take you to our theatre."

"Your what?!"

"Theatre. Nothing special, wall sized flat screen, comfy couches and lots of snacks!"

My face was a mask of surprise and shock all at the same time. Neverthless I settled down on a couch, and he came and sat next to me.

"So what you wanna watch?"

I stared through the large pile of DVD collection he had, I could watch any stupid comedy or maybe a horror movie would do, but when my eyes fell on Titanic, I knew I was watching this.

To be honest, I've never seen this movie before. I once saw my mom seeing it and crying like a baby. I wanted to try seeing it too. When I told Dylan this, at first he simply laughed but when he noticed I looked dead serious, he didn't argue and put the DVD in the player.

"So you haven't ever seen this movie?"

"Nope!" I said as I sipped my cola.

"How can you not ever watch 'the Titanic'! This movies is epic."

"It's a romance, right? The player himself saying its epic? Saying Epic to a romantic movie? Now that's new!"

He rolled his eyes at me as the movie started.

It showed a couple of guys discovering the titanic in the depths of the atlantic ocean and they came across a locker with not the the heart of the ocean necklace but this pic of a woman.

Then this old lady calls them later and tells then that she's that woman whose picture they have foundand tells them her story of how she, along with her mother and fiance was travelling on the Titanic on her maiden voyage.

She tells how she met Jack, a lower class boy who had won tickets to the Titanic in gamble.

The movie shows red-haired Kate Winslet trying to commit souicide by trying to jump off the ship because she doesn't want to marry Caleb, her fiance.

One second, she's wearing this elegant reddish brown gown and wearing these pointed heels and leaning off the railing. I'm like-what the hell is she thinking?!

Then Jack comes running, asking what she's doing and she should return, but as stubborn as she is, she refuses. And the next second, she slips!

My heart skipped a beat as I fearfully (and totaly unintentionally) clasp Dylan's hand tightly.

"Holy shit!" I scream.

Dylan look's at me weirdly and laughs as he pats my back "chill, they can't kill the heroine just yet, besides isn't the heroine the old woman telling the story?"

I looked at him and nodded, suddenly relieved. "Oh yeah, true. I forgot" I smiled sheepishly and carefully removed my hand from his.

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"Holy mother of Jesus! Oh no! Oh no! No no no!!! What is she doing?!" I was screaming at the screen.

"Chill, she's just stripping so that Jack can draw her with the heart of the ocean-butt naked."

"Is she crazy?"

"Yup! Crazy in love."

"Gross! I'm closing my eyes." I clamped my eyes shut. Yeah, maybe I was over-reacting. But hello! I was sitting next to mr Player! Eww!! This would be almost as bad as stumbling into one of Dylan's love making sessions. Almost.

My eyes were shut still I covered them with my hands and huddled up on the sofa.

"Yum...she's so hot! Man...This is SO good" Dylan's voice came up and my ears perked up. He was making disgusting sounds and noises. What were Kate Winslet and Leonardo deCaprio doing?! Having sex?! Eww!

He continued doing it. I couldn't resist. I had to see what was getting him so worked up, and I opened my eyes a bit and peeked at Dylan. What I saw almost blew me away.

Dylan- huddled on the sofa, next to me, staring at ME and making disgusting perverted noises (as if noises could be perverted) and trying really hard to not laugh. But when he saw my expressions he couldn't help it, he started laughing like hell. He almost rolled down the sofa.

I looked at the screen, Rose and Jack were running off somewhere and they were NOT having sex! What the-!?

"What the hell are you doing?" I shouted at him

"Just teasing you." He said between his fits of laughter.

"So all the noises you were making...they both did not-"

"They did make love, but it wasn't really as x-rated as you were imagining it to be. Really, it was almost nothing. And I'm not a perv you know?" He said, still laughing. His green eyes were twinkling and he looked so...serene.

"Okay...you got me this time..."I said, pouting my lips. "But now you're gonna pay!"

I suddenly attacked him. Yeah, that's the word-attack. I launched myself on him, butt he was a little too fast and got up in time, causing me to crash on the sofa. Ouch!

I got up and chased him. My heart was beating rapidly. I grabbed two cushions and was running after him. But man! He was SO fast. He was here for one second, then gone the next. He was jumping over couches and dodging my pillows.

"Okay, I give up! Now you can sit down. I won't beat you."

"Like you can!" He scoffed. All the same he made his was cautiously towards me and observed my every move, like I would pounce on him any second. But I didn't, so a minute later, he was sitting next to me. 

One second it was all calm and quiet, the very next second... 

Smack! 

Thap! 

Two heavy cushions were thrown square on his face. His eyes were wide with surprise, he hadn't been expecting it at all.

"Booyaah! Gotcha baby!" Then I started doing my crazy dance around the room, chanting "I did it, I did it" all the way.

He got up with a sigh and then his eyes locked into mine. For a second, I felt my heart literally do a somersault in my chest, but I made it a point to ignore it. 

The very next second he was marching over to me.

"You have so done it Alex Rojers. The games are over." He was pushing me closer and closer to the wall, and for a mere second, I thought he was going to kiss me. I thought that he had a change in my mind and was going to abandon his no-touch policy and HE WAS GOING TO KISS ME!! Somehow thought, I didn't really mind him doing that.

But he didn't.

"The games are over...this is war!" and his hands went over to my exposed stomach (thanks to my over-the-top-stylish tank top) and he started tickling me.

His hands cruelly tickled me all over. I was trying to squirm out of his reach, but he was too strong. I was panting for breath, my stomach hurt from all the laughing, but he just wouldn't stop.

Then when we finally got tired, we huddled up on the couch, sitting really close and staring at the screen. The iceberg had just struck the ship.

My mouth formed a giant 'O'.

As Rose and Jack returned, the man who had been chasing them stuffed the heart of the ocean into Jack's pocket and the very next second Jack was being accused of stealing it and Rose was looking at him, heartbroken, thinking he had stolen it.

"Hey! He can't do that! It's not fair! He didn't steal it Rose! Trust him! He loves you!" I shouted at the screen.

Dylan quirked up an eyebrow as he stared at me. 

"You know what Alex? You're almost more entertaining than the film itself. And yes, that man can do anything he want, it's a film so just shut up and watch" I stuck out my tongue at him and turned to the film.

Jack was taken to a lower chamber and his hands were padlocked against a pillar. Meanwhile water started flooding the lower decks due to the damage inflicted by the iceberg.

Rose later finds out that Cal had deliberatly accused Jack of stealing and had it all planned out. She rushes to go and rescue Jack, only to find the chambers getting flooded with water.

She rescues Jack by breaking the lock with an axe and they both rush upstairs.

Every its chaos as people try to escape, but the door gaurd had locked the gates and weren't allowing men, only women and children. But in all the pendemonium no one was able to leave.

Next couple of minutes shows how they finally reach the upper deck and how life boats are leaving with people and how Rose refuses to go with her mother and stay with Jack.

When all the lifeboats have left andd there is no escape, the boat starts rising, it breaks into two parts as one sinks in and the rises further upto ninety degree and starts sinking. Rose and Jack hold hands as they dive straight into the cold waters of the atlantic.

By this point I'm crying though I don't really understand why. Tears are falling down my cheek. Its kind of humiliating to cry in front of Dylan, watching a movie neverthless. But I can't stop.

Jack and rose float over the surface of water, Rose wearing a safety jacket and coat and lying over a plank of wood, while Jack is in the water.

'It's getting quiet.' Rose says

'It's gonna take a couple of minutes to get the boats organized. I don't know about you, but I intend to go write a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all this.' Jack replies her.

'I love you, Jack.'

'Don't you do that. Don't you say your good-byes. Not yet, do you understand me?'

'I'm so cold.'

'Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on, and you're gonna make lots of babies, and you're gonna watch them grow. You're gonna die an old... an old woman warm in her bed, not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?'

'I can't feel my body.'

'Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me... it brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful. You must do me this honor. You must promise me that you'll survive, that you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.'

'I promise.'

'Never let go.'

'I'll never let go, Jack. I'll never let go.'

I start sobbing. This is so sweet...yet so sad, and soon she finds out that Jack is dead, and I start crying all over again.

Dylan is looking at me deeply now. I don't care if he finds it comical, I don't! All of this is so sad, so very sad...

"Don't cry...it's just a movie..." he pats my back with sympathy. I nuzzle closer to him and bury my head into the crook of his neck, as he runs his hands in circular patterns on my back. The last of the movie finishes and the screen goes blank.

"Th-this is my-my favourite movie now" I say between sobs.

"Mine too...at least one of my favourites"

I remove my head from where it has been and look up at him. His eyes...

"What did you learn from it?" He changes the subject and my eyes snap away from him.

"What do you mean? What can a person learn from this?"

"Any morals?"

"Not any that I can think of. Why? Is there any that you know of?"

"Its not exactly a moral, more of a message..."

"What?"

"That you can find love when you never expect to and people can fall love with anyone from anywhere in a very short time, it doesn't take long."

"Wow...you're so...thoughtful."

"That, I am!"

I smile at him and he smiles back, his eyes sparkling.

I don't know if this is because of watching a sad tragic romantic movie, but when I look at Dylan now, somehow the only thought which comes to my mind is beautiful. Dylan is so beautiful. He really is.

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A/N- so my computers not working, thaat's the reason for this late update and since the summer holidays have started I can finally work on this story. I hope you like this chapter, because I do! <3Titanic<3 it's actually my fave movie. 

P.s- none of the chapters are edited, specially this one. Mainly cuz I typed up this chap on my phone. So anyways...

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