Steps {Sequel to Patience} | Charlie Jones

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An array of air-hostesse kindly welcomed both Charlie and I on to our flight. Weirdly enough, this is never how I imagined a plane to be like. I mean, yes I have obviously seen the inside in a variety of different films, but I thought it was a strip of seats lined up to one side of the plane, and the same on the opposing side. It seemed less spacious but slightly more comfortable. I doubt I'll be able to remain in this seat for eight hours though, I'm too nervous. Even with Charlie beside me - my nerves were still bad.

"Autumn, it's all going to be fine. You need to trust me." Charlie spoke, his hands tightening around mine, as his caring eyes grew wider, they were as bright as the sky. "The only scary thing is when you hit turbulence, but even that's not at all scary."

"T-turbulence?" I stammer, my hands beginning to shake. What was this turbulence thing Charlie spoke of? The more I thought about it, the more it was scaring me, it sounds too scary.

"It's wind or something, the plane just gets bumpy for a few minutes, meaning you might have to wear your belt. But honestly it's fine Autumn. If you're scared just squeeze my hand and we'll face it together." 

I nodded as I stared down at my lap, I had a marroon blanket keeping both Charlie and I snug on this trip, but I knew I'd be far from snug.

Once everyone was finally abroad the pilot mumbled out through the speakers, I looked at Charlie intently, watching him listen carefully - but not fully understanding what the pilot was announcing.

The air-hostess stood in the aisle, smiles plastered on their faces as the proceeded to do the routine about the possibility of the plane crashing. I eagerly looked underneath my chair for a life jacket, because that's where they were apparently located, but mine wasn't.

"C-Charlie...my life jacket-it's not under my seat." I trembled, but Charlie simpered at me.

"They come around with them Autumn. The plane won't crash, honestly you'll be fine." I felt slightly relieved with what Charlie had just told me, but still slightly on edge, and it was okay to be. You're always nervous doing something for the first time, especially something this major.

The air-hostess came around just to check everybody was wearing there seat belts. Charlie was next to the window, and I noticed the background behind him moving.

I gazed at him from my seat, for he was my world, and I couldn't help but admire him. Everything about him, was everything I ever wanted in life. I had finally got my world, and he was sitting beside of me. His white top fell against his body, and his sweat pants clung onto his ankles. His tanned skin was smooth at the touch, his dimples forming either side of his mouth. His hair was gelled into a quiff, that reached to the roof. I finally had him.

His head swiveled around as he showed me a genuine happy smile, his rose lips were chapped, but his teeth were as white as snow.

I honestly couldn't quite believe what was happening. Little less than I year ago I was the sad misfit who was sentenced to only having one friend - Darcy. I longed for Charlie, he was the one that caught my attention, and I was hoping one day that I would catch his. I remember that day well, I remember what it felt like to finally know his name and how happy that made me, for he was anonymous for too long.

If you asked me what I'd be doing next year, never would I have said "flying off to America to live with Charlie." That was my dream, my dream was Charlie. I was happy just being a friend of his, but anything more was a luxury to me. I wanted to know why he choose me though, I was boring to be completely honest. People probably think I have a lot to say about me, but quite honestly I don't. I'm not one to show off about everything, I appreciate the smaller things in life, the things people quite often forget to thank for.