My Dream's and Reality.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Strolling down the plane aisle, searching for my seat-52B-judging by the numbers on the seats that I was passing, I had a long way to go. I sighed inwardly before I could look anywhere else something caught my eye, well a face actually, a guy. He was so beautiful that he almost seemed like a statue-so unreal-His liquid gold eyes, casted over to me before awkwardly looking away and through the tiny porthole in the walls of the plane. I couldn't stop looking at him. The guy turned around slowly, probably wondering if I was gone yet-I hadn't moved a muscle. 'Excuse me, ma'am, is everything okay?' He asked, his voice sounded so soft, and angel like, was he really talking to me or was I just hallucinating? I heard someone behind me clear their throat, pulling me out of my daze. I blinked a couple of times and turned around to see a long queue behind me, I pursed my lips and grinned anxiously before looking back at the guy again who was still waiting for an answer.

'Um. No everything's fine' I insisted, fanning my hand at him in a dismissive way. 'I'm just looking for my seat...' I looked down at my plane ticket. '52B' the faint smile on his face broadened into a grin, his smile was so contagious that I ended up grinning at him.

'Looks like it's your lucky day! I hope you don't mind 10 hours next to me...' The guy beamed, standing up and taking my hand luggage from me. I opened my mouth to speak but he continued to talk. 'I'm your neighbour...52 A'

I gaped at him, this can't possibly be real, the air hostess told me that my seat was way at the back of the plane-I mentally slapped myself, and sighed inwardly. 'Oh, um, sorry...' I blabbered, tapping my fingers on the side of my head. 'So you wouldn't mind talking to me for a few of those hours?'

He nodded and looked behind me before frowning and saying. 'No, I wouldn't. But you might want to hurry and sit down because there's a long line of angry looking people behind you'

I looked behind me to see a chubby guy with a pissed off look on his face. I grinned apologetically at him before shifting out of the way and throwing myself in my seat which was by the window. I started to realize how small the seats were and how limited the leg room was-after all I was in Economy-The guy sat down next to me and settled back into his seat, before smiling at me and looking around the plane. I took a quick sniff, to see if he was wearing any after shave, he was. I take a deep breathe in to embrace the smell some more and smiled contentedly to myself, his scent was a Zingy Lemon with a hint of cool peppermint as he turns to face me and starts to speak.

'So, what brings you here on this plane then?' He asked, sighing a little as he relaxed some more into his seat.

'Uh...Education and yourself?' I shrugged; trying to relax into the seat too-It was kind of hard to, due to the lack of foot space.

'Personal interest' He replied, glancing at me. 'You look like someone I know, what's your name?'

'Rhoz' I answered, glad we were on first name basis.

'Rhoz, as in, Rhoz Williams?' He gasped, leaning forward in his seat to get a good look at me. I nodded slowly, not getting why he was so overwhelmed. 'It's me, Nate Stewart?'

I narrowed my eyes as I thought a little more. 'Oh my...You were my crush in high school!' I blurted out before clamping my hand over my mouth; I can't believe I just said that!

'Wow' Nate chuckled, looking ahead again. 'I can't believe how different you look!'

'You've changed quite a bit yourself!' I smiled, looking at him. 'In a very attractive way...' Could a tiny bit of flirting really hurt?-After all we were friends and nothing more, just a little bit of harmless flirting, right?

'So,' Nate started, smirking at me. 'I used to be your old crush, huh?-All those years, we spent as friends, sitting next to each other in every Science lesson'

I put my hand on my right cheek so he wouldn't see me blush. 'Rhoz...is there another half to you?'

'Huh?' I grunted, confused as to what he meant by another half.

'Like a guy...boyfriend?' Nate probed. I made an 'oh' sound and pursed my lips. 'Do you have one?'

'N-No, I still haven't found the right one yet' I stammered, wondering where this conversation was going. 'What about you?-Do you have...another half?'

Nate scoffed. 'No, I still haven't found the right one yet either' Nate looked at me, his eyes beaming. 'You know I still haven't gotten over that crush that I had in high school...'

“You mean Ashley Finch?” I laughed, slapping his arm playfully. “I can't believe you're still not over her”

“I said it was Ashley, but I lied” Nate muttered, looking at me with a suggestive look.

'Who was it then?' I questioned, leaning on the arm rest. 'Don't tell me that it was Tara Harpe...' Nate looked down and sighed before looking back up at me again, his eyes sparkling a little. 'Oh my...It was her wasn't it?-I thought you had better taste Nate!' I hissed in a teasing tone.

'No,' Nate grinned. 'It was you' Nate paused to get a good reaction out of me; I gasped with my eyebrows raised. 'And it still is”     I open my mouth to speak but in fear of wrecking the moment, I close it. Deciding on what to do, I nod to myself and lean forward, preparing myself for an amazing experience.

Chuckling to himself, Nate shifted towards me and pressed his lips against mine, sending all sorts of-good-shivers down and up my back. I put my hands at the back of his neck and his hands moved to my back, pulling me closer and deepening the kiss. Nate pulled away a little to brush his lips against mine, I pressed my forehead against his and ran my index finger down the side of his cheek. 'That...was, amazing' Nate panted, pecking me on the lips one last time.

'Yeah,' I breathed, feeling a little giddy.

'You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that...' Nate smiled.

America, here I come!-Bring on the states!

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wow these last five hours have flew by! Sorry for the literal language- haha! :D What a joker i am.  Realising just why the last few hours have had gone so quickly I noticed a warm arm wrapped around my shoulders and the cool minty breath and my cheek sending sensations through my body, making me shudder. Wait, those smells are from my past aren’t they? Realising suddenly the last few hours I try to shift myself just to realise my surroundings, along with the tight arm clamping me towards a muscle body. Moving my head to sneak a look, my head comes into contact with something- his abs? Wow my ex best friend own a six pack, what have I been missing out on?  Then opening my eyes I see the pure liquid dazzling me with a wide smile. Thinking I am in one of my many dreams I re-open my eyes just to see the same beauty staring back at me. My high school crush, holding me closely.  Both of us being more than comfortable; stealing a few silent minutes.  Thinking of how he has changed so much since I last saw him, he used to be really skinny and quite small but looks like he has grown and gained some abs while at it! When we moved to separate sixth forms we both lost contact slowly, even thought we were best friends. He thought that I didn’t want to socialise with somebody who couldn't go to the same school, which was sad at the time.

Steeling another sneaky glance at him, I hear a cheeky chuckle escape, looking to see what was so amusing I realised it was me who was the source "You really should not move, because you won't get far from me, especially with your body!" Not knowing what to say I just pull a puppy eyed smile at him hoping to melt his heart.

Realising I was not going to win; one thing that was on repeat inside my head was if I kissed him even accidentally could this ruin the friendship?  Would it hurt if I tried...? Locking eyes I sense his look of amusement change to a warm glowing seriousness in his face. Would he ever kiss me?

His lips came crashing down against my own, tender soft lips, feeling his need overpower his lust I let him pull myself closer, groans escaping both. Hearts beating as one, breathing running wild, a mouths locked, my first kiss, our first kiss. Exploring a little I realised there was more to this kiss. Oblivious to the passion and joy I pulled away before I became to incoherent to speak... "Wait, does this mean we are a couple now?" Innocently replying in his angelic voice "Yes, if that what you would like". Is it what I would like? There’s only one way to find out, moving back to his lips we carried on where we left off.