torn between

getting real close

About an hour and a half left of the flight, i woke up feeling sick and lightheaded. I looked down and noticed Nate was stiĺl holding my hand. I smiled and carefully slid it out of his gentle grasp since my hand was starting to cramp.

I needed fresh air. I sat for a while reading on my phone but that only proceeded to make me feel worse. I then tried closing my eyes and going back to sleep but that wasn't going to happen. I then sat and listened to the murmer of the other voices on the plane. I was annoyed and bored out of my mind. looked across the aisle and saw that both Kayla and Jack were fast asleep. Johnson was sitting right behind my seat. I pulled out my phone and texted him.

To Johnson
hey. you awake? i feel like shit rn

A few minutes passed and I still had received no response. I twisted around in my seat and sure enough there was Johnson out cold. He looked so cute sleeping with his travel pillow hanging off his neck.
I noticed that Sam was awake and on his phone. Before I was able to turn around we made eye contact. He smiled at me and I mustered the best smile back I could.
"You ok?" He mouthed looking slightly concerned.
I shook my head.

"I feel awful!" I whispered to him.

He gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry. Can I help in any way?" He whispered back.

Hes so sweet.

"Make this flight end now." I joked

He grinned at me. "I wish I could. Just hang in there. About 45 more minutes. If you get sick, puke on Nate." He teased.

I giggled. "Lets hope it doesn't come to tha..."

"What the fuck?"

Nates groggy voice scared me. I didn't notice he had woken up.

"Fuck! You scared me." I said looking a him. He looked slightly confused from his nap. His hair was doing something crazy in the front. Without even thinking, i reached up and ran my fingers through his hair fixing it.

He grinned down at me. I now realized what I was doing. I pulled my hand away. "Sorry." I said

"Do I look good now?" He asked checking his reflection in his phone camera. He looked to me questionly.

I flushed and nodded.

I could see Sammy out of the corner of my eye. He looked upset. He put his ear buds in and was silent the rest of the flight.

After what seemed like eternity the plane landed and we got off. After going through the painstaking process that goes with airports and stuff we finally got our luggage and went to go figure out the rental car situation.
Apparently it would be another 3 hour and 20 min drive to the beach house. It was going to be dark when we got there. I wanted to scream. I was sore and tired and the last thing I wanted was to be cooped up in a car. But I kept my mouth shut.
After about 30 mins we got the rental car and packed all our stuff in.
I climbed into the back seeing as I had the shortest legs. I was kind of expecting Johnson or Nate to climb in the back with me. I was rather surprised when I sat down to see Sammy climbing in the back too.

"You sure you won't be too cramped back there?" Johnson asked Sam

"Yeah I'm fine. Thanks." Sam said.

We had to put some of the luggage in the back with us. So I had to scoot to the middle so we could put stuff on the other side of me.
It was so tight back there that Sam and I didn't bother to get buckled.
I could literally feel the warmth radiating off Sammys body as we sat next to each other.  I hoped he couldn't feel my heart pounding. Surely not right?