OBSESSED |kian lawley fan fiction| ON HOLD

california 2

The plane ride was pretty chill. I took a little nap and even took some dope ass pictures of the sky for Instagram, which is what I do every time. We just landed and now we're waiting for the plane to be cleared for everyone to get off. That guy Kian didn't bother me, although he did ask me if he could take a sky picture since I was siting in the window seat. Which meant he had to get close to me for the shot.

He told me I smelled good once he took it and sat back in his seat. Which is alright I guess. Not too weird.

I felt a tap on my shoulder behind me and looked up to see Tay's face extremely close to mine. I actually hadn't realized she was siting behind me the whole time because she was so quiet, which is rare.

"I slept the entire time." Tay said yawning.

I grabbed my phone and checked the time, "yeah I could tell." I chuckled.

I noticed People starting to move down the aisle so I got my things together and stood up.

"Do you need help with your carry on?" That guy kian asked me pointing to the overhead compartment.

"Oh no I just brought this bag, but thank you." I smiled.

"When I walked down the aisle Tay whispered in my ear, "if you don't get his number I will, cause he's so into you."

I turned around and gave her a puzzled look, "oh my god no he isn't, he's just being nice. Plus I'm talking to Chase. If you want his number go ask him he's all yours." I said holding my hand out to him.

"HEY!" Tay yelled passed me.

"Not now oh god." I whispered.

"Do you live in Cali?" She asked kian as he turned around.

"Yeah, why?" He said readjusting his backpack on his shoulder.

"We should totally hang sometime, here," she handed him her phone and I cringed from secondhand embarrassment even though it wasn't even a big deal. But she is so forceful sometimes when she's flirting its actually hard to watch, "put your number in."

He looks down at her phone then at me before taking it, which was kinda odd but whatever.

After a few seconds he gave it back and the line started moving again.

We finally got out into the airport and went to get our luggage from the conveyor belt.

"I actually can't believe you did that." I said with a small laugh.

"You weren't gonna do it...so why not? He's hot as fuck. Just because you don't like to ask guys for their numbers or even go up and talk to them doesn't mean I don't." She walked faster in front of me. "There's our luggage come on!" I ran with her to catch our bags before it want all the way around again.

We managed to make it and get our bags. As we stood outside waiting for our uber I decided to text Chase and tell him I'm back so I can see him later.

I went to text him and I got a call from a blocked number, I reluctantly answer because in the past my number has gotten leaked and I've gotten calls like this before and when I answered it was a supporter freaking out. Which I don't mind but it gets pretty annoying after the fiftieth time.

I changed my number two weeks ago though so I doubt it would've gotten leaked that quickly especially when I made sure I trusted the people I gave my number to.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is anybody there?" I asked again and still no response. All of a sudden the line went dead.

"Huh, that was strange." I said staring at my phone.

"What?" Taylor asked.

"A blocked number just called and no one said anything." I said still confused.

"A fan?" Tay asked assuming it was a repeat from a month ago.

"I don't think it was." I shook my head.

"Don't stress over it, they probably just got the wrong number. Oh the ubers here, come on." She said rolling her luggage to the car. I slid my phone in my back pocket and followed her to the car with my stuff. Maybe she's right they probably just got the wrong number.