KARA’s POV
I had to show him I wasn't although I wasn't a fan of horror movies.

"Of course I'm not. I was just in the feels for some rom com. But in any case, 3am doesn't sound like a bad idea,"

Julian gave a small smile and said, "Now just shut up and watch.Please, do not try to ask me questions about what's happening because I'm not the director of the movie, not one of the actors and we are both watching it together at the same time. Do not scream, tug at my shirt, hit me or even talk nonstop while the movie is going on. Got that?"

I scowled at him. "So many rules. What fun is it if I don't do any of the things you've just listed? You're such a buzz kill."

"I appreciate your compliments ma'am," his voice was thick was sarcasm. "Now let's watch?"

I didn't adhere to any of the rules. I kept on asking questions that he clearly didn't have answers to. I was so scared and screamed multiple times when a person got killed and tugged on his shirt more times than I could count.

I smacked his arm as well and all he could was to shoot me dirty and irritated looks. I couldn't care less. It was his choice anyways.

"Kara, for the love of God. I'm losing my mind because of you. Shut the fuck up, will ya?" He said in a frustrated tone.

"You shut up," I countered back.

When the movie finally came to an end, I was relieved.

"Thanks for ruining this movie for me and disturbing the neighbors with your high pitched screams." Julian said as he joined me to clean up.

"You're welcome," I smiled at him. "You know deep down in your heart I made it more fun for you,"

"Yeah yeah whatever," he rolled his eyes. "Let's get this done quickly so I can go to bed?"

"Yeah sure, I can't wait to get into bed too," I answered.

But I wasn't able to sleep a wink when I got back into my bedroom. I kept on tossing and turning. When I closed my eyes, images of what I had just watched flooded my mind.

I groaned and punched my pillow. Blame stupid Julian for forcing me into watching that stupid movie.

My lights were kept on but I couldn't sleep. I couldn't take it anymore, so I swallowed all my pride and walked over to knock on Julian's bedroom.

I actually banged on the door though. And after I did that twice, the door opened, revealing a shirtless irritated Julian with his hand on one hip. His dark blue sweat pants hung loosely on his waist.

"Do you wanna take my door down?" He asked, irked. "And what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?"

"Ahem," I cleared my throat as I forced my eyes from his body to look at his face. "Well I can't sleep. I've tried,"

"How is that to be my problem?"

"Can I sleep in your room?"

"Fuck no," he answered immediately.

"You didn't even think about it!" I argued.

"There's nothing to think about. Now, move along," he tried to push me but I stayed firm.

"You've forgotten this is my husband's house right?" I tried a different approach. "Every room in this house belongs to me. So if I wanna stay here with you, you've got to let me."

"Oh is that how we wanna play it?" He folded his arms over his chest. "Why don't I just surrender the room to you tonight and I'd go sleep on one of the couches in the living room then? You happy about that?"

"No no no," I touched his arm without even realizing it. "Okay, please just let me stay with you.Just for tonight and I won't bother you afterwards, I promise."

His eyes fell to my hands on his for a brief moment. I withdrew my hand quickly after I took notice.

"Only on one condition.You admit that you're scared out of your mind."

I sighed. "I accept and agree that I am scared out of my mind. Can I come in now?"

Before he could answer, I pushed past him and walked freely into the bedroom letting out a triumphant sigh.

"You're gonna have to take the floor or couch cause there's no way I'm giving up my precious bed for you. I'm no gentleman," he said as he shut the door behind him.

I gasped a little. "You do not mean that, do you?"

"Every single fucking word, Mi lady"

"There's no way I can choose any of that. I'm gonna be uncomfortable,"

"Then go to your room where you have an enormous bed you can be comfortable in okay?" He answered as he smoothed the pillows and jumped right into the bed.

He had to be kidding. I stood there, motionless.

"You better make your choice because I'm about to turn off the lights."

"You're kidding right?" I finally found my voice.

"Its either the couch, floor or on the bed with me,"

"You're not suggesting I sleep on the same bed with you, are you?"

"Its your choice to make," he replied me non chalantly.

I groaned and hesitantly climbed into the bed. I was at the very edge.

"You better not touch me. I'm someone's wife," I reminded him.

"And who said I had any interest whatsoever in touching you?" He responded dryly.

Ouch. That hurt a little.

"Well goodnight," I said under my breath.

"Goodnight," he mumbled back and proceeded to turn the lights off.

I instantly became scared and my eyes widened. In the darkness, I could see a figure sitting on the chair opposite the bed.

"Julian," I called, my voice a bit shaky. "Turn on the lights now,"

"Hell no," he replied immediately. "I don't sleep with the lights on Missy"

"But you gotta turn it on. Someone's in here with us,"