Never leave me

Chapter Eight ~Hello~

I looked at the picture i had just got sent to me via Twitter. Jeremy had sent me a picture of him holding some mascara making a hilarious face. I stared at it laughing, and wondering why I was tagged in this photo. I read the caption of the photo.

"Jeremy Chappell @jremi_09
Haha @caitlin__ your not getting this back. "

So apparently I had left my mascara in his car. I laughed and quickly replied.

"@jremi_09 I have a lot more so....."

I continued to browse Twitter, the line seemed to be barley moving. I tried to look over the crowd, but I couldn't quite see the end. Even though I was pretty tall, 5'11 to be exact, it still seemed like everyone in this line was a giant.

The line slowly began to move forward, when a voice came over the loudspeaker.

"Would the owner of a black sedan with the words, BayView Apartments please report to the curbside check-in."

I felt a hand tap my back, making me jump a little bit.

"Um... Excuse me miss." He paused for a second. He looked to be quite an embarrassed and wasn't speaking very loud.

"Yes....can I help you??" I said questionably.

"Ok. This might sound stupid..... But what is an apartment?" He said laughing.

I realized he was British, hearing his well, unbelievably attractive accent. It is true what they say... Ladies go crazy for that accent. Lol

I laughed and replied. "Oh you must be from the U.K?!"

"Hehe yes" he said smiling.

"Oh well what do u call them there.....um....oh Ya! Flats. Apartment is the American term for Flats"

"Oh ok, I feel stupid" he said laughing while rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. He must have been embarrassed, seeing as well he was red, and rubbing his neck. Well ok this conversation was awkward...

"Haha don't, it's ok." I said. I looked down at my shoes and then said "I'm actually moving to the U.K, so I won't know any terms myself."

"Really?! That's so cool, that's a huge move."

"Ya." I said laughing. "But not as cool as the 11 hour flight" I said sarcastically.

He laughed, and smiled at me. His smile was so happy and joyful, it made me feel all warm inside. He was very handsome if I do say so myself. Tall, 6'2, 6'3 ish I would say. Brown hair, brown eyes. He was wearing black skinny jeans, and a hoodie. He also had a backpack, with a bunch of figurine people on it, it looked like. I thought the backpack was cute, and quirky.

"True true. I was only here on holiday actually. Oh I don't think I quite got your name?" He said.

"Oh sorry about that, my name is Caitlin. Nice to meet you." I said shaking his hand.

"Dan. Nice to meet you too" he said.

DAN PO

I shook her hand. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. With long brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes. It almost felt like you could get lost in an imaginary world looking at them. She was quite tall for a girl, and she wasn't even wearing heels. On her, she had a backpack and purse both covered in beautiful, and by the looks of it, quite expensive fabric.

"What part of U.K are you moving to?" I asked, wanting to carry on the conversation.

"Oh London." Caitlin replied giving me a huge smile.

Her smile, was something almost angle like. I admired how she gave her full attention to our conversation, and wasn't on her phone the whole time, like most of the people I know. It was quite charming.

"That's funny. That's actually where I live." I laughed.

"Omg! Well ain't that a conquincidense!" She said laughing.

We continued talking until she got to the security desk. She handed the man her license and plane ticket. She smiled at me.

"It was nice talking to you" I said shooting her back a smile.

"You too! Hopefully I'll see you around"

She continued on, putting her bag in these bins and going through a metal detector. I handed the man my license and did the same.

I walked over to the gate where we would board the flight to the UK. I looked around and saw almost everyone on their phones, miserable. And then I spotted her, Caitlin. She was looking out the window, watching the planes take off. Almost like a 4 year old would, it was kind of cute. I watched her laughing, and admired her playful attitude.

"Flight 465 to the UK is now boarding. Flight 465 to the UK is now boarding." A voice said over the intercom.

I grabbed my bag and headed towards the gate. Caitlin was two people in front of me and seemed to be talking to someone on the phone. Everyone was really quiet so, you could hear her conversation.

"NO YOU CANNOT EAT LIPSTICK" she said, laughing at the person on the other end of the phone.

"WELL WHY NOT" a male voice said from Caitlin's phone.

"cuz you just don't do that ok jermey." She laughed. "I've got too go." She said.

"Ugh don't goo. I miss you already." The male voice said.

"I miss you too. Don't burn down the house ok."

"No promises. Bye"

"Bye"

Great. That was probably her boyfriend. I mean it's not like I had a chance anyways. She was just different in a good way, and I liked that. This is probably the last time I'll see her anyways. I showed the lady my ticket and entered the plane.