Paris creeps 15

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Britney's POV

Im so excited for Paris but I feel awful because jason doesn't know the whole truth about me.

Luna and Emily are the only ones who know. I want to tell him sooo bad but I just can't. My deep thoughts were interrupted by the plain landing it had been just one night on the plane. It hit the runway with a soft jolt shaking the passengers around. Jason playfully grabbed my arm saying I think I'm gonna be sick. I pushed him away and laughed saying that's disgusting stop! He leaned foreword and began to make fake vomiting noises, (witch to tell you the truth sounded more like an orgasim.) the cabin got quiet as a lady in an airplane uniform came out and dismissed us from our seats one by one. On my way out I looked around and couldn't find jason anywhere. So many faces all around me, so many strangers. I felt dizzy and couldn't think straight. Looking for jason I tripped and a large had grabbed my arm. The person's grip started hurting almost I turned around to see a bald overwhelmingly tall man standing before me. His smile looked almost painful. But his eyes told a different story. His eyes full of hunger and lust. He spoke deep and solidly. Still smiling he said oh I'm sorry did I hurt you, looking down at my swelling red arm. Yes I muttered as I turned to walk away. But he stopped me asking would you like to get a drink? Not really I stuttered adding I'm here with my boyfriend sorry. He frowned looking around in search of who I might be with. Well I don't see him so I guess you can go then, he said as a smile even larger grew. As he grabbed my arm again my other fist went straight to his jaw making him stagger back. The second he hit the ground I took off running and pushing my way through the crowed. I ran now more dizzy then before. Finally I slide to a stop landing softly against a familiar warmth. Looking up I found Jason's two big tear filled eyes. Where were you he whispered hugging me tightly. But I couldn't speak I could only hug him tighter and thank god he was there.

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