[DISCONTINUED] College Bound//c.davenport//Book Two

Chapter One

♡ Fortune Teller by Maroon 5 ♡

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As the plane took off, I couldn't help but to look at Ariana. She had grown a lot since the last time I had seen her. As Tobias Eaton once quoted, "Time tends to do that to a person". Not only did she grow, she became more beautiful. Alright, you caught me. I had a crush on Ariana since that time I had made her promise we wouldn't fall in love. I made that promise for a reason. If we did fall in love and it didn't work out, our friendship would be ruined and there would be no way that I could ever forgive myself if that happened. The plane ride felt like an eternity. Ari had fallen asleep on my chest, but I couldn't sleep. I just couldn't stop thinking about her and I knew I had a long year ahead of me with these feelings all bottled up inside. I had to find a way to conceal, don't feel. I didn't want to be the one to break our promise. After a good twenty minutes of staring at Ariana's face, I finally ended up reading a book I snatched from the treehouse before we left. I'm pretty sure I read it 2,000 times before she woke up.

"How long was I asleep Chase?" she looked up to me, squinting her eyes and I chuckled at her voice. She was still half asleep.

"A pretty long time, Ari. There's only about an hour left in our flight," I replied.

"Did you sleep at all? I would hate for you to be tired when we got there." She sounded sincerely concerned.

"Uh, yeah. I got some sleep," I lied. There was a comfortable silence between us before the flight attendant said over the intercom,

"Good afternoon, folks. We are nearing the JFK International Airport. With that, please make sure that your tray tables are stowed properly and your seats are now in an upright position. Please close all windows. Thank you and we should arrive at the gate at approximately 12:15p.m. Central Time." It was 12p.m. when she said that. There was just fifteen more minutes to go. Ari was fumbling with her fingers in her lap and it was unsettling. She seemed nervous.

"Nervous?" I ask her, raising an eyebrow. She looked away from her fingers.

"Eh," she shrugged her shoulders, "excited, mostly. What about you?" Her head was against my chest again. I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer. I loved sitting with her like this. Her snuggled up against my chest, me grasping her waist.

"I don't know," I shrugged like she did, "I guess. . ." I trailed off and I was at a loss of words. "I don't know," I shook my head, looking down at Ariana and smiled at the fact that she was already looking at me. This is so hard. It was so hard to keep my love for her inside my mind, I just wished I could tell the world that I love her. But I can't.