Myriad- Daniel Seavey

6.

TWO WEEKS LATER-
Hollywood week was rapidly coming up.
We were leaving in one day.
Currently, i was packing the last few bits of clothing and such that i would need.
With a sigh of relief, i zipped up my last suitcase and sat down on my bed.
i grabbed my phone and texted Daniel-
Can i come over?
Just as my phone buzzed with a text from Daniel that said-
Can you come over?
i facepalmed myself and envisioned him doing the same. i giggled to myself and told him that i would be right over.
I walked into Daniel's room.
"So youre all packed and stuff?" was the first thing that escaped my lips.
"Yeah," He replied. he seemed distant.
"Are you okay?" i gave him a hug as i approached him.
"Yeah just nervous," he spoke quietly.
"i would be too," i said.
I looked up at him and he looked down at me.
"You are so so so so so so so so pretty," he said, smiling.
"You are so cheesy, but i love it," i said and giggled.
He leaned down and connected our mouths.
We kissed and both tried to make it deeper until we ended up with him shirtless and me pressed up against the wall.
My hands traced his abs, just like always.
His hands tugged the bottom of my shirt, but i refused to take it off.
i wasnt that comfortable yet.
"No, sorry," I broke the kiss and said.
"Oh, Im sorry i didnt..." he drifted off awkwardly.
"Its okay," i said and sat down on his bed.
Daniel sat down next to me and put his arm around my waist.
"I think im starting to fall in love with you," he said all of a sudden after a few minutes of silence.
i was stunned and didnt know how to react.
I mean, its only been two weeks!
But, i did love his smile. I loved his voice.
i loved the way he looks in flannels. i love his six pack and how its all mine. i loved his hair.
i loved the way he smelled after he took a shower.
I loved him.
"i think i love you too,"
i stated.
But then i went on, "But Daniel, we're moving way too quickly. Can we just slow it down a little?"
he nodded.
i grinned at him and we spent the rest of the day playing Call of Duty together until i went home for a final night's sleep at home for a while.
The next morning, i said goodbye to my parents and gave them hugs, blah blah all that.
Dont get me wrong, i loved them.
But sometimes it seemed to me that they didnt care much.
At the airport, Daniel's parents bought us Starbucks. His parents are parent goals tbh.
I sipped my drink as we waited to board our plane.
Daniel and i were playing a game of old maid with a deck of cards his mom brought.
i groaned as i realized i had just pulled out the old maid from his deck of cards.
"Ha-ha," he teased me and picked from my pile, getting a pair and putting it down.
It ended up with him beating me by a lot, and he rubbed it in my face.
I pretended to cry and be mad at him as he gloated.
Just then, we had to board our plane.
We hauled our bags that werent in our carryon to our seats.
Daniel and i had seats right next to each other, and his parents had seats about 6 rows back.
i grabbed the window seat, and Daniel sat in the middle.
A teenage boy who looked about 6 ft tall made a face at us and sat down on the other side of daniel.
i widened my eyes and made an exasperated look to daniel, and he rolled his eyes as well.
The intercom thing buzzed and then of course talked to us in several languages about the safety of our flight and what to do if the plane crashed.
We scrolled on our phones for about fifteen minutes until takeoff.
Once, i felt the plane start to move, i grabbed Daniel's hand and squeezed it excitedly.
i took somewhat artsy pictures of the air outside the plane.
"Excuse me, miss, but no phones are supposed to be on right now." the stewardess told me and i shut off my phone.
Luckily, the plane had tv screens on the back of the seat in front of us, so i watched The Hunger Games for like the twentieth time.
I leaned my head on Daniel's shoulder.
he lifted up my head and gave me a small kiss on my lips, and i put my head back down and drifted off to sleep.