My Exception

8 | I Should Not Have Said That

"Woah, that's a whole lotta stuff."

"Wait till you see the next half."

"There's a next half?"

I giggle at his shock, "Yeah, you didn't know?"

"Not really. Hence, my shock." Jordan waves his arms around himself. I shake my head and start to get the rest of my stuff.

"Well, it's a good thing I'm here then. You need more room than just an Uber." I turn to him and laugh.

"Yeah, you're probably right." I tell him, making him smile.

"Okay, let's go!"

Jordan nods and helps me with my bags and enter the car. "They're good for a drive, right?"

"Yeah, they've got no problem." I tell Jordan, noticing that he'd been referring to Martini and Brando.

"Got it. Perfect, let's go!"

We take about an hour, excluding a little traffic but that's expected in LA. We enter the airport and a few people help me with my bags.

"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes." I know that voice anywhere.

"Hey, Flo!"

"Hey there, darling."

I turn to hug Florence. Next to her is (y/n).

"Hey, (y/n)." I give (y/n) a small smile.

"Hey." That didn't sound like a 'very happy to see you' greeting. Now I really regret what I'd said.

"You haven't been replying to my texts."

"Oh, sorry. I've been really busy."

"Yeah, I'm sure. It's fine. I'm sure we'll be spending a lot of time together." (y/n) nods and Florence looks between us interchangeably. "I see your stuff here. How'd you get all the way here without help?"

"That's because she had some." I turn around and see Jordan walk up to us.

"Hey, bestie!" (y/n) gives him a beaming smile as he comes in to hug her. "Hey, that's my space and you're cramming into it."

"My bad, Flo. TV bestie. I dare you to say that's your spot too."

"In spirit." Florence says, making me giggle a little.

"Okay, you two. We don't have much time. Mr. Spielberg has given us adjacent seats. Let's check in."

"Hey, (y/n). Wanna sit next to Hailee? I've got to fight Jordan over the throne of best friend."

"Isn't that a little uncalled for?"

"Hey, we're fighting for you so... be thankful. And it's not an actual fight — just a few games of cards and other things."

"Umm... well yeah, sure." I feel my heart beat a little fast at the fact that I'm gonna sit next to (y/n).

"Okay, you're seats are in business. Have a great flight!" The woman at the check-in counter smiles at us as we head into the runway to get to our flight.

We then get onto the plane and take our seats. A few minutes go by and we start to take off. "Hey."

(y/n) turns to me and makes eye contact, "You okay?"

"Yeah... yeah. Don't worry. I've just had a lot of things on my mind lately. Sorry if I seem a bit distant." I smile at her as I take her hand and intertwine it.

"There's the (y/n) I know." (y/n) smiles at me and starts to have her eyes get a little heavy. "We've gotta get some shut eye for a few hours. It's gonna be a busy few months." I nod at (y/n) and she starts to close her eyes, leaning into my chest.

I grab a hold of her face to gently place in on my chest in a position she can wake up comfortable. "That's the (y/n) I'm falling for." I whisper, praying she doesn't hear me by does all at the same time.

                                        {•}