POTION OF LOVE

31. 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

"And this too. Thank you” I sigh, stepping back and closing the car truck after keeping the last suitcase. I gesture to the driver to get ready to start.

I take a last glance making sure we haven't missed anything

I look up to see Jasmine dragging herself towards the car. An oversized hoodie eloped her frame, her eyes covered with black shades and the hood over her head.

“Jasmine, what did I tell you about covering-” I stop myself when she removes her glasses shooting me a glare with her dark circled eyes

“Wow, it seems like sleep escaped someone's dictionary”, I comment, looking at her exhausted state in the afternoon. I did think her plane fright might be serious but not this much. It's like she hasn't slept for whole night

“I know. Don't talk” she mutters, opening the car door and sitting inside. We have already bid everyone goodbye. Liam and Stella stayed here last night because Stella wanted to be with Jasmine before her flight.

In the early morning, I went back to the studio to move the painting there and for a last-minute check. I have also asked my family not to see us off at the airport as I am taking Jasmine on the private jet. Mom complimented my thinking while Aunt Lia couldn't hold her excitement.

Even I couldn't get proper sleep as my night went in arranging the jet and other stuff for Jasmine's comfort. Also looking through the dictionary Liam gave me to translate and know about basic Hindi words.

I should be getting worried about Jasmine's family's reaction towards me. They were introduced to me and assumed I was her boyfriend comically because I was angry when Jasmine mixed glitter in my shampoo and I reacted in a very unexplainable way

Even though it took professionals to fix my hair without damaging it. I am grateful for that moment because at least I get to be closer to her now

I get inside the car, closing the door and instructing the driver to start the journey

“Sleep well, wildcat?” I ask, nudging her shoulder playfully. She groans resting her head on the window at the other side “Barely, whenever I tried to sleep I had nightmares of vomiting in front of everyone and embarrassing myself”

I touch her forehead with my palm, making her shoot her eyes open. Her temperature seems normal, but the jet has medicines so it won't be a problem

“What are you doing” she mutters in annoyance, removing my hand. I chuckle, leaning back against my seat “Well lucky for you I have a surprise”

Jasmine's eyes narrow at me, already trying to guess what I am planning. “Unless they are anti-nausea pills or a teleportation device. I don't need it” she says before relaxing again. She would have tried to pursue me in spilling the surprise but she didn't. Maybe too tired for it.

✄┈┈

After a long drive, we finally arrived at the airport. Jasmine was already tensed, her foot tapping anxiously on the floor, hands twisting each other on her lap.