Chapter 7

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After meeting Ethan at the airport, checking in our bags and all that other stuff we were finally told it was time to board the plane. We walked and sat down on our first class seats. They were right next to each other. Ethan looked at me. I blushed. He looked back quickly. The plane got ready to take off.I turned to him and asked, "Can I hold you hand when we take off? I'm not a lover of heights or airplanes."

He chuckled for a minute leaving me there feeling rejected. He looked at me and said "Sure. I didn't think you of all people would be scared though. You're like the most fearless girl I've ever met." I smiled and took it as a complement. "Thanks but even I have my fears." We laughed as the plane slowly took off. He grabbed my hand and entwined our fingers. My heart skipped a beat right then. I smiled to myself. Thank god for my fear of heights and airplanes. Once we got in the air he held my hand for an extra second than needed before letting go. 

I looked out the window wondering if he liked me back. Maybe, I thought. I smiled again, this time showing it. "Why are you smiling?" Ethan asked. I laughed. "Nothing." He insisted I tell him. "TELL ME!" he said before laughing. "Fine," I said, "I'm just so surprised you held my hand when I asked. Thank you for that." He smiled and said "Why wouldn't I? Even though you hate me I don't hate you so i would gladly do that." My smile disappeared. "I don't hate you. I never hated you." A confused look flashed upon his face. "Wait, did Veronica Ashcroft just say she doesn't hate me?" he asked. I nodded. He looked dumbfounded. "That must be impossible. I don't believe you." He said in a louder voice. He made people turn to look at us. I blushed again. But now I was also mad at him. What did I have to prove to him. I mean he was kind of right. it didn't make sense. I had been acting like I hated him the whole time when in truth I didn't.

"And how would I prove that?" "I have an idea" he said before leaning in to kiss me. I was startled at first so I pulled away. I saw hurt flash across his face. I felt horrible. "I.. I should have done that, I'm sorry."  I looked up at him after I unbuckled my seat belt. I grabbed him and kissed him. I broke away for a second. "Don't be." I said. He smiled at me before kissing me again. I deepened the kiss, nibbling at his lips, teasing him. We broke away for air.

I smiled. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time now." I told him. "Me too." He said smiling before giving me one more short kiss. I was in heaven. 

I looked at my watch. Somehow an hour had passed. "We need to get caught up." I said. "Wait what do you mean we?" he asked. "Jae said you had been caught up and you were just going to give me the basics." "Well," I said, "She didn't tell me anything, much less that i had to go get the files at headquarters." God, Jae always does this to me. "So, the files I stole from Caborly's agents were attack plans. Attack plans on us. But the information and how much they knew was beyond average. So apaerently we have a double agent. Our mission is to stop the attack on our agent, and find the double agent." I stated. Ethan looked at me with a worried look on his face. "There's also a list of people we must find who are planning the attack, we must kill them; the people who are safe to trust and where we are staying." I said. "Now I have to take a nap, so if you'll excuse me." I laid my head down. I tried to nap but I couldn't. There's a double agent in the agency. I don't care what that list says. I'm not going to trust anyone. Not even Ethan or Myself.

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It's Me Here: Ok i'm really sorry for the short chapters. I've never published any of the stories i write so I guess I don't really know how long my chapters should be. I hope you like my stories You Little Purple Unicorns! Plz VOTE AND COMMENT Bye Bye My Dear Little Purple Unicorns! Oh and BTW NYCSA stands for New York City Secret Agency. People who don't work for the agency or any other agency thinks it stands for New York Charter Schools Association. 

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