Arianna's POV
I leaned back on my seat, trying to get myself settled in and comfortable. I was in need of a relax after being up since 4 AM for a flight in 9 AM. I could've left at 7 AM, but leave it to me to be extremely worried about being late. I tried stretching out my legs as much as I could, since I've been walking around the entire airport. I needed to find something to do for 5 hours, so I grabbed a couple magazines and was all set.
I was bobbing my knee up and down, nervous and anxious for the plane to get going to London. I just wanted to start my future already. I got a new job as a personal assistant at SYCO Records and I was excited to see what the future held for me. I would meet new people, get a British accent, make memories, and finally have a steady job. I checked the time for the flight to take off and we still had 20 minutes left. I sighed and decided to check my emails. I opened the envelope icon and checked for an new emails.
1 New Email!
To: Arianna W.
From: Carol S.
Make sure to go on Flight 27C to London! Have a safe flight! I will see you in a couple of hours!
x Carol
I quickly replied to the message and turned the phone to airplane mode.
Carol was the one that got me the job in the first place. We met at one of my friend's parties and things kind of just fell into place. Another thing about her is she's my boss as well! I don't have to worry about being on bad terms with my boss anymore, which was a life-saver.
"Attention passengers! We will be flying very shortly. Thank you!"
The pilot's voice was heard over the intercom, as all the passengers were relieved that we would be leaving soon. I sighed, leaning my head back on the headrest. Being in First Class was so relaxing and comfortable. I don't even know how Carol could afford my plane ticket in the first place. But, I wasn't complaining.
I shut my eyes and placed my ear buds in my ears. I presssed shuffle on my phone and tried to get lost in the music. Maybe I can actually doze off and make it through this 10 hour flight.
"HARRY! STOP MOVING SO FAST! YOU'RE SHAKING THE ENTIRE PLANE!"
"LIAM! STOP YELLING!"
"LOUIS! SHUT UP!"
"I'M BORED."
"NO ONE CARES, NIALL."
I opened my eyes and groaned silently. I looked over the seat next to me to see who was causing the loud noises and movement of the plane. I saw 5 teenage boys walking quickly down the aisle and yelling at each other. There was an older man behind them, trying to keep them quiet. He must be their babysitter or something. Poor lad.
They continued passing many seats and rows, while I was praying they wouldn't be sitted near me. The tan, black haired boy with the quiff passed me and sat 4 rows behind me. I sighed a breath of relief that I wasn't next to him. The sandy brown haired sat in the row in front of me next to an elder woman. A dark brown haired boy with noticeable electric blue eyes sat in the last row of first class with the blonde boy. I looked up and locked eyes with the blonde boy, as he was lugging three luggages behind him.
His eyes met with mine and he grinned at me. I smiled back and then turning back to the Seventeen magazine in front of my lap. Okay, maybe he was okay other than the other 4 boys.
Finally we were about to take off, when a mop of chocolate brown curls sat next to me. I raised my eyebrows, surprised that he was sitting next to me of all people in this plane. Of course, one of the boys that caused tons of noises had to sit next to me. He put on his seat belt and I felt the plane start to move quickly. We were finally going to fly off and get this show on the road.
Just 10 hours to go and I'll be off to my new life.
(8 Hours Later.)
I squirmed in my seat, feeling my neck cramp up from sleeping on it. I felt my eyes lighten up and see the plane's light dimmed down. My headphones were still plugged into my phone and I was in the middle of the song, "Kiss Me" by Ed Sheeran. I felt all groggy and wanted to be back home in Chicago in my cool, comfy bed. It was rather warm in the airplane, so I kicked my blanket off my legs. I checked how long we've been in the air and it's been 8 hours.
Halleljuah. Just 2 more hours and I'll be outta here.
I heard something moving a lot next to me and it was the curly haired boy from earlier. I squinted my eyes so I can try to see what was going on, the lighting of the plane barely helped my situation. Eventually a couple seconds later, my eyes adjusted to the dark. I blinked a couple times and saw him removing his shirt and pants. Oh, alright.
What. The. Heck.
My eyes widened, as I tried to get better look at him just in case my eyes were messing with me. I leaned in closer and my eyes weren't lying to me. He was removing his shirt and pants, by taking advantage that everyone else was asleep around us and it was dark. He unbuckled his belt and casually slipped his pants on the floor. He lifted his arms up, successfully removing the gray shirt and tossing it on the floor ontop of his pants. Now, he was pretty much naked under his blanket.
I scooted further from him, feeling really uncomfortable at the moment. I rubbed my eyes and pinched my arms, making sure I wasn't dreaming this nightmare. Eventually, I realized I was awake and he really was naked.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I loudly whispered at him.
He immediately looked at me and got startled by my sudden outburst. He grabbed his blanket tighter around his body, realizing that I was the only one awake and could tell he was naked.
"You're awake?!"
"Well, no shit."
He rolled his eyes, picking up his blanket and wrapped it around his lower body as he stood up. I looked at him with a bewilderment expression and quickly grabbed his wrist.
"Where are you going?! You're butt-naked, you idiot!"
I directly pointed at his current state and he shrugged it off like it was nothing.
"I'm just going to the loo. Don't get your panties in a twist. I'm surprised you're not enjoying the view."
He smirked as he walked away. I glared at the back of his head, hoping it would burn a hole through his thick, stupid skull.
At least, I'm alone now. I tried getting back to sleep, but I couldn't since I knew that "he" would be back from the bathroom soon. So for now, I leaned back in my seat, scrolling through my playlist.
Sadly, I heard him coming back from the bathroom and walk quickly down the aisle. He was about to sit down next to me again, when his black haired quiff friend came up to him. They briefly chatted about stupid boy stuff and the guy next to me was making his way to his seat. Before he could sit down, his friend thought It'd be a funny joke to pull his blanket down right in front of me, knowing that I was awake and watching them talk. His dark red blanket fell on the floor as he quickly tried picking it up and punching his friend in the penis as revenge.
His friend ran off to the bathroom, laughing like a maniac. I covered my eyes with my hands and hid my face in between my knees. I bit my lip, feeling way out of my comfort zone now.
I just want to be in London now, what did I do to deserve this?!
I heard a light grunt and heard his seat squeak silently, as he sat back down again from grabbing his blanket off the floor.
"You can open your eyes now."
"Why are you naked in the first place?" I asked, as I cautiously looked up from my knees.
I sighed, as he was putting on his pants underneath the blanket. He shrugged, acting like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"It's hot in this plane!" He complained, trying to turn on the fan above him on.
I rolled my eyes, saying, "So?!"
"Plus, I like sleeping in commando. I feel so free and unlimited." He proudly said to me.
"You're disgusting."
This is gonna be a long flight. Someone save me.
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