Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 67

Liza pov

"It's fucking early." I whined as we walked through the almost empty airport.

"I know, but when we get to Tennessee it will be like ten when we get there. It's not gonna be as long as you think. Plus we can sleep on the plane because I'll admit it's really early." He agreed before he went through the scanner at customs.

I walked through and rolled my eyes as the alarm went off. I don't have the patience for this shit today.

"Excuse me ma'am, can you step aside please?" The TSA agent asked.

"I can, but all you'll find is a woman wearing a bra." I mumbled, sighing as I moved over to where a guy with a wand was stood.

He waved it over my body, the sound changing when he hovered it over my chest, making a feeling of smug roll across me. One that quickly dissipated when he went to pat me down.

"Excuse me, what are you doing?" I asked, catching Jaden's attention as I stepped back from him.

"It's just a procedure ma'am. Something on your person has triggered the detector so we need to pat you down." He explained. "Sir, can you step away please?" He asked as Jaden wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me back so I was flush against him.

"Look, it's literally just my bra. I can take it off, you wave that thing over me and nothing will be triggered." I mumbled removing my bra from under my shirt. It was Jaden's so it'll be loose enough to hide anything anyway.

The guy picked up the wand and hovered it over my body again, this time, nothing triggering the detector. He looked at me apologetically and handed us our bags.

"Wha-"

"I'm sorry ma'am. But it has to go. It triggered the detector so it must be removed." He explained as he put it in the bin next to him.

"Fine. You can venmo me the forty fucking dollar it cost to buy that next time." I stated before walking away with Jaden hot on my trail. "It's too fucking early for this shit." I mumbled as he walked alongside me.

"Well, we have about twenty minutes before we have to be on the plane which is the perfect amount of time for us to get a coffee and for you to calm down a little." He explained, grabbing my arm and moving us in the direction of the Starbucks.

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"You ok? Your leg has been bouncing for like the past ten minutes." I asked as I looked over to see his leg still bouncing.

"I have always hated plane rides. It's one of the reasons I don't visit so much. It's too long to drive and I hate planes." He explained as he lifted his hand to his mouth to bite his nails, something I've seen him do when he's nervous.

"Don't do that." I mumbled, taking his hands away from his mouth and peeling the nail he had breached. "You know, Finn was always scared of flying. We used to always play this game where you would draw on the other persons hand with your finger. They'd have their eyes shut and would need to guess what had been drawn. Whoever got to five points first got to choose what the other person bought from the hostess cart." I explained as I drew little circles on his palm.

"Well I know you're drawing circles." He chuckled as he leant his head back and shut his eyes.

"I was explaining the rules. But okay." I laughed, changing the pattern I was doing.

I started to draw little flowers on his palm. I knew he'd be able to tell what I was drawing. It's one of the things I draw all the time whenever I have a pen. It's three little flowers, each with five petals and two leaves on each. There are also a few blades of grass at the bottom.

"Those are your little flowers that you always draw." He answered, oblivious to the older woman sat next to us watching us with a sly smile.

"It was. Next one." I stated, letting him know I was changing the design.

I didn't know wether or not he was going to be able to get this one. It's the rosary he has tattooed on his leg. I've always loved the look of rosaries even though I'm not religious.

"That's a rosary." He answered with a smug smile on his face.

"Look at you. Two for two." I fake cheered as I changed design again.

For this final drawing I did the angel and demon wings he has tattooed on his neck. I thought he'd probably get it, but as long as it calmed him down I didn't really care.

"That's the angel and demon wings from Angles and Demons." He answered, opening his eyes and looking down at me. "Those were quite easy Lizzie."

"I know." I replied.

"Your turn. Give me you hand." I held a laugh in my throat as I held out the palm of my hand for him, shutting my eyes.

At first I couldn't tell what he was drawing, but it became apparent to me quickly. He was drawing the 007, from the water mark on my song No Time To Die.

"Double 0, seven." I spoke, hearing him hum at my answer.

"Correct."

The next thing he drew was a coffin. It's another one of his tattoos. It's a 3D coffin with a lock on it.

"That's the locked coffin on the inside of you leg." I answered.

"It is."

The final image he drew was hard to figure out. He drew all sorts of different lines around the outside, but as soon as he drew the letters in the middle, I knew exactly what it was.

"It's Travis and Kourtney's joined letters on the spiderweb." I answered, opening my eyes and looking at him.

"You're right." He replied.

"And we're already a quarter of the way through our flight." I answered as he looked at me confused for a second before looking out the window.

"I guess we are."