//soulmates\\ karlnap

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[Finally a new POV bitches.]

"I don't need the sleeping pills." I argued.

"How are you going to be on the plane then?"

I put my fingers just below the waistband of his boxers, just how I knew he liked. "I'm going to be okay."

"You're seducing me again."

I giggled and kissed his abdomen. "I'm not trying to." When we got on the plane I frowned. "Why are there beds?"

"It takes a day and six hours to get there."

"I thought it took like... Six hours."

"No, baby." Baby. The butterflies in my stomach came back.

Nick sat by the window and I sat beside him, there were two open chairs next to me, a lot of people did the same thing to have more space on the long flight I guess. "What if we crash?"

"We won't crash."

"How do you know?"

"I just do." He guided my head onto his shoulder. "Just think about something else."

"Like what?"

"Anything that comes to your mind first."

What came to my mind first? An image of him fucking me.

He pulled out his phone when it started ringing. "Hey, I'm on the plane."

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"Seven weeks."

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"I'll be back for the finals."

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"Okay, bye."

After ending the call, he unlocked his phone, reaching forward to grab his headphones. His home screen had changed. "Nick." I hissed when I saw it was the picture of me. "What the hell?"

"What?" He looked at me worriedly. "Oh." He kissed me passionately before pulling back. "What?" He asked when he realized that's not what I meant.

"What if someone see's that?" I pointed at his phone.

"No ones going to see it." He scoffed, locking his phone.

"But what if someone does?"

"Their eyes have been blessed by your amazing body." He stated simply, giving me a headphone and putting in his.

"You better change that before I meet your parents." I mumbled, shifting in my seat.

The plane ride felt like the longest period of time ever in my life. "Thank you for flying with us, have a great time in Greece!" The flight attendant said to me as we got off the plane.

"Thank you so much." I smiled and grabbed Nick's hand as we made our way through the airport. Nick seemed to know it by heart, which turns to take, which bathrooms to use, what time the restaurants opened.

The airport wasn't very busy, I mean, it was three in the morning. As I was leaving the bathroom I got an idea, looking around the bathroom before lifting up my shirt in the mirror and taking a picture. I sent it to Nick. "You need to be stopped." He told me when I'd found him, handing me a coffee. "But also don't stop you look sexy." He kissed my nose and we walked slowly to baggage claim, his hand in the back pocket of my jeans and my head leaned against his bicep. We got the two suitcases and I watched them while Nick got an taxi. "Baby." Nick called me over.