For you| Pedro Pascal

8. Early Flight

"Okay, This is more for Andy than it is for you Pedro but please, please, please do to miss your flight. It was very hard for me to even pull those seats for you two last minute." Cassie looks at me as if I needed to be reminded. "Tell me again why we couldn't fly with the charter plane? You know, the one Jeff says he bought for studio cast use?" I ask her, arms crossed. "Because Jeff unfortunately already had it booked for his personal use," Cassie says, rolling her eyes. "I'm sure Andy and I will be fine. Plus, nothing beats those crisp walks through the airport parking lot before sunrise. Right Andy?" Pedro says. "Yep, of course. No worries Cassie, I will be there on time alongside my pal here," I say, patting his shoulder. 

Cassie's phone started ringing and I instantly waved, knowing she was leaving. I turned back around and started grabbing my things from around the trailer. As much as I was looking forward to getting a little bit of a break, between my mom and Sam last week, I don't think Seattle is my dream destination spot at the moment. "So I was thinking I can get you in the morning? You know, just so we can get there together?" Pedro asks. I turn to him and lean up against the desk, my wrists bent behind me. "That will work. Do me a favor though?" I ask. He walks closer to me and places a a hand on my hip. "Anything," He says. I chew on the inside of my cheek. I grip onto the hem of his shirt as my breathing slows down. "Bring me a coffee in the morning. Iced please," I lift my bag up from the chair and brush passed him, heading for the door. 

Before I reach for the door handle though, his hand pulled mine, spinning me to him. He pulls me in for a kiss. Always butterflies. Get over it Andy. He pulls away seconds later and holds my face in between his hands. "Goodnight Andy," he says, stepping around me and out the trailer door.

***

After hours of tearing my closet apart for clothes, I finally decided on my wardrobe and threw it into a suitcase. I looked at the time on my phone. It read 1:45 am. Great. I flip the light switches off and walk to my bedroom, not even bothering with washing my face. 

I jumped into bed and tossed the blankets over my head. Unfortunately, my expectations for a few hours of sleep were set too high as I tossed and turned for what felt like twenty minutes, only to see that it was 4:18 am. 

Sighing, I stood up and walked over to the bathroom. The mirror really wasn't my friend this morning though. The bags never seemed to disappear. You don't sleep like a normal person, what do you expect? The cold water in the shower however felt good pouring down my face. It was the second best thing to coffee right now. After the suds were completely rinsed off of my body, I stepped out and wrapped myself in a towel. I quickly started brushing my teeth, realizing how little time I had left. Spit and rinse and I was already squeezing concealer out of a tube and plotting it under my eyes. I smudged it and threw some blush on. It was good enough. 

The doorbell rang and I sprinted to the door. "Hey!" I say, greeted with a big smile, pretty eyes, and an iced coffee. "Good morning, you ready? Am I too...early?" Pedro says, stepping through the door. "Oh gosh, I am still in a towel. Give me like five minutes," I say, scurrying back to my room. I grab my thermal and leggings and pull them on, almost tripping each step of the way. "Is it cold?" I shout from the room. "Very," Pedro says. I grab fuzzy socks from the drawer and throw them in my carry on. I flip the switches off and grab my coat on the way out. "Ready. Lets go."

Pedro picks up my bag from the floor and walks out the door, locking it right after him. "Everything good?" He asks, handing me my coffee as we walk down to the car. "Everything is good. So is this coffee." He opened the door to the car and I ducked my head in. Moments later, he was sitting next to me too as the car pulled away. I sipped on my coffee as I watched the city lights through the car window. "It's so pretty without the sun. It almost makes it worth it to be up this early. Shame how so many people sleep through this all of the time," I say.