[A/N]: This is a continuation of "You plan a trip". Enjoy!🥰
Hailee's POV
"Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position. Make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and all carry-on luggage is stowed underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. Thank you." I hear the pilot announce as we start our descent. Despite me being extended tired on this flight, I've gotten no sleep. No sleep whatsoever. Meanwhile, (Y/N) over here was busy snoring zzzz's the whole time. Lucky bi*ch*!
It's cool, though. At least I've got loads of pictures of her. She's adorable when she sleeps so I couldn't help myself. I then gently shake (Y/N)'s arm to wake her up. She wakes up, groaning, "Mhm, bi*ch what?!" she asks, slightly annoyed. I giggle, "We're landing, stupid! Put on the damn seat belt." I tell her. She grumpily rubs her eyes, "I'd rather this plane kills me than lose my sleep!" she retorts.
She doesn't put on her seatbelt. She hates being woken up. But I know how to calm her down, "Fine, leave the seat belt. Hit you head and risk the stuff." I tell her, my seat belt intact. She looks at me, then around, "Only because I want to." she tells me, putting her seat belt. She then secures it, sinki in her seat while crossing her arms. She can be such a child sometimes. But I love her for it. I smile and kiss her cheek.
At an instant, she hides her face in her hoodie, trying to hide her smile. This girl is prideful. But I don't need her whole face to tell that she's gushing. I simply go take off her see her ear and if it's red and hot, then she's definitely gushing. I do just that. Just as I thought. She's gushing. "Stop it!" she chuckles, still gushing. "What? You're really cute when you turn red, y'know that?" I tell her, resting my hand on her arm.
She watches my hand as it made its way into hers and intertwined it together. She then lifts it up, kisses it lightly. Damn, her grumpiness went away. I knew I'd be able to cheer her up.
We land and start to make our way out of the plane. We get out to the platform of the airport holding hands. Did I mention that (Y/N) gets anxious around crowds at times? We walk around for a couple of minutes until (Y/N) notices a man in uniform. "Hey, I think that's for us, yeah?" she says pointing to the man. He had our names on a huge piece of paper: Hailee Steinfeld and (Y/N) (Y/L/N).
I see the sign, I then nod at her. We walk up to the mam and he immediately breaks into a smile. "Ah! Welcome to Milan! I take it you're flight went well." said the man, taking our luggage. "It was fine, thank you. And thanks for the hand." I say. He brushes off my gratitude, telling me that it wasn't necessary. I'm gonna love this stay.
The man then drives us to our hotel. I admire the view and the villa suites as we pass them to get to the front of the building. We leave the car, thanking the chauffeur and heading towards the lobby with our luggage. We check in and immediately enter our suite. We set our stuff down and begin to settle in right away.
"Ouff!" I hear (Y/N) say as she plops herself down on the bed we're sharing. "You okay?" I ask her. "I'm just tired." she says as rubs her eyes and stretches. "You slept for half of the flight!" I remind her. "So?" she smiles and laughs. I then make my way up to her, setting myself down next to her. She sees me and opens her arms to let me in.
"You know what excites me the most?" I ask her. "Mhm — what?" she asks, wrapping her arm around me. "That I'm here with you." I tell her. She looks at me, then my lips. We both inch closer until our lips touch. "I love you." I tell her, resting my head on her shoulder, with my eyes getting heavy. "I love you too." she says kissing my cheek. She sounds sleepier now. So do I. In an instant, we're both knocked out on the bed. But I then dreamed of our stay together and how amazing it'd be.
