From Europe, With Love... and Hate

Chapter 4: David and Goliath

(Serena's POV)

Wow, he was a really good kisser. He tasted like cinnamon and smelled like old spice, it was fantastic. I wonder how far I was going to let this go, considering we were on a plane...in front of all my friends and a bunch of strangers. All my thoughts were silenced, however, when I felt him move his mouth down to my neck. I heard a sigh escape me and I lost all sense of humility. I tangled my hands in his hair and held his face to my neck.

My eyes flew open when I heard someone clear their throat and tap their foot impatiently. I swear to God if it is a fucking flight attendant asking if I need a blanket I might suffocate her with it. I separated myself from Henry a little bit so I could see behind him...Oh Shit, it was Ella.

"Serena, if you weren't too busy," She said pointedly, sarcasm thick in her voice, "can you come with me for a moment?"

"Well, I am kind of in the middle of some...." The look she gave me was enough to shut me up. "Henry, I'll be right back." I told him and then gave him a parting kiss on the cheek before following Ella down the aisle to the back of the plane.

"So uhhhh....you know....what was....ALL of that?" Ella awkwardly asked. I swear, she is so immature for her age sometimes. All I did was kiss a guy for crying out loud.

"Use your big girl words now Ella." I tell her in a pretty condescending voice. Her eyes narrowed as she cleared her throat and spoke again.

"How did you end up making out with a stranger you just met only a few hours ago?" She asked a bit more confidently.

"I have been sitting on this god forsaken plane next to him for 6 hours now! It was just a kiss, I thought he was cute, and funny, and smart, and he thought the same about me. Plus he is really fucking hot and a GREAT kisser." He was, so sue me for letting my hormones rule over me for a bit.

"That's totally fine, but let's face it. You two were making out, that was no kiss just admit it!"

"Okay, fine we were making out..." I held no shame in saying that.

"Okay, good. But what lead to the whole make out? It's not like you just said 'Hey, let's make out' and then you did. So......TELL ME!" At this point, Amelia walked over to us with curiosity in her eyes.

"So.......how are you already making out with that hottie?" Amelia asked excitedly. Oh lord. Not her too. All it was was a freaking kiss!

"Ugh! You guys!? It is no big deal, he's hot, a great kisser, we are both stuck next to each other on this long plane ride...so we got to know each other." Why is it such a big deal for crying out loud? I looked back down to our seats, but mainly at Henry...and the bastard was flirting with the flight attendant!

I was about to storm off to him and give him a piece of my mind but just as I was about to reach him, the pilot decided to speak over the intercom.

Everyone, please fasten your seatbelts, the flight will be landing shortly in the beautiful city of France. Thank you.

I felt angry tears start to sting my eyes. God dammit, how did this happen, the one time I let my guard down with someone that is risky and this happens.

"I guess we better get back to our seats." I say as a tear rolls down my cheek. I am so stupid.

"How about we change seats until we land?" Suggests Ella.

" I don't know. What about Jack?" I was worried about her chances being ruined.

"What about him, I am already over that." Hmm weird, do I want to change seats though? I mean it's not like Henry and I even did anything more than kiss so why is it such a big deal? I decided it doesn't really matter that he was flirting with someone else.