Remember - Chapter - 30

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"Breaking Dawn now?"

"Yeah," He sighs resting his eyes and leaning his head back on the head rest on the chair in the plane.

"I might go home," I say and he snaps his head up and looks straight towards me, "I'm tired and I just want to rest,"

I grab his hand closest to mine, and stare into his eyes. "I'll come back to the set in a few weeks,"

"I don't want you to go, but if that's what you want,"

"I want to spend time with you, but I need to spend time with my family," I smile leaning over and pressing my lips to his jaw for a second, "Just remember that I love you and if I wasn't tired I would come with you,"

"I know, remember I love you too,"

"Can I get you anything Madame?" The steward asks, holding a tea-towel in one hand and a menu in the other looking straight to me,

"Not for me thanks," I refuse, and he looks to Taylor,

"You Mr Lautner?"

"No thanks," He shakes his head and looks back to me,

"If there is anything, just ask," He smiles and walks away.

"I love how he calls me Madame, and knows your name already," I chuckle once the Steward is out of ears reach. 

"Lots of people know your name too," He chuckles, squeezing my hand.

"Teenage girls and their moms,"

"Still someone,"

"Shh," I say, pressing my fingers to his lips and snuggling up to his side, and closing my eyes, trying to get sleep to wash over me.

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"Zoe, we're here. I've never met anyone that can sleep the whole plane ride," He chuckles, hugging me.

I rub my eyes with the back of my hands, and look around, "I like my sleep,"

"You do," He chuckles kissing me softly, 

"I'm going to miss you and your cuddles," I sigh standing up and getting my bags.

"Don't say that, I'm missing you already," He complains pulling me down into his lap,

"You've got me for one more night," I wink and he chuckles, throwing his head back,

"Lets go then," He says, picking me up and putting me down in the isle and grabbing our bags,

"You're a bit eager to get back aren't you?"

"Now I know what's on your mind, yes," He chuckles and I slip my bag over my shoulder and my sun glasses on.

"My hair looks terrible doesn't it?"

"No, it looks good, messy good,"

"You think it looks good anyway I have it,"

"That's because you look good anyway you have it," He says, stepping off the plane in front of me and getting blasted by squeals and screams, "One more cheesy comment and you won't have one more night with me," I laugh and he smiles. Paparazzi is going to love this, both of us laughing.

"Don't you want to see Kristen?" He asks back to the topic of not going to filming set,

"I can call her when I call you,"

Hearing my name and Taylor's being called out from different directions really confuses someone like me, who the only person that used to yell out your name was your mom, your sister and your riding instructor.

"Fair enough,"

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"I'll see you in about a week," I laugh at Taylor who's still standing next to me, at the door of his apartment,

"Are you really that tired? Do you have to go?"

"I am," I nod smirking, "And if you don't let me go now, I'll miss my plane and my mom and sister will be waiting for no-one,"

"If you miss your plane then you can't go," He smirks, pulling me back into his apartment by my waist, lifting me off the ground,

"TAYLOR! PUT ME DOWN," I laugh hitting his back. He puts me down back inside his place, locking the door as he does, "And I need to get a taxi there, so I need to go now," I smile, kissing him quickly,

"I'll take you,"

"It's alright, don't worry,"

"I want to,"

"Paparazzi-"

"I don't care, I still want to take you," He cuts me off. I smile and sigh, hugging him,

"Let's go then," I complain,

"I have an idea, why do't you just come with me, and stay at the hotel and rest as long as you want?"

"Because I told my mom I was coming home and she seemed excited to see me, it's only one week Taylor,"

He nods and opens the door for me, closing it behind him and taking my suit case in one hand and my hand in the other.

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