I sat in my hotel room, watching the sunset from the window. Not nearly as romantic as the beach with Kian. But I had to settle, considering he had to devote the day to working. My mind was still racing with thoughts of what I had googled about him. I was still in a state of shock. I debated texting my mom for advice but I knew she would just tell me that boys aren't important and that coming home was. I had been texting her good morning and good night every day in hopes that she would give me space and it was working. I didn't want to mess with the good thing we had going.
My phone rang and I paused for a moment before reaching across the bed to answer it. Should I interrupt this sunset for a call? In the end I answered before reading the caller ID.
"Hello?"
"Hey!" Kian yelled into the phone.
"I thought you were working?" I said with excitement.
"We're done for the day," he paused. "And I am going to need you to look out your window and down at the sidewalk."
"What?" I questioned before getting up and peaking out and down toward the pavement.
"Just do it," he laughed. I looked down searching the crowd before I spotted a single red balloon.
"Is that you?" I laughed waving down.
"Sure is!" he said shaking the balloon up toward the sky. "Come down!"
"Ok, just give me like five seconds."
"I'm counting!" he laughed as I hung up. Rushing to fix up my hair and makeup before slipping on my sneakers and grabbing my purse. As I sprinted down the stairs I felt somewhat guilty about being so excited to see Kian. I had only known him for days and barely knew anything about him but he felt more like home than home did.
I ran out the doors and toward the red balloon floating above the heads of the crowd. I came up behind him and placed my hands over his eyes, "Guess who?" I whispered.
"Mila Kunis?" he laughed spinning around and pulling me into a tight hug. "I missed you."
"I missed you too," I smiled, knowing that I wasn't the only one feeling head over heels in this situation made me feel better.
"Now I have a plan!" he said taking my hand and running toward the parking garage.
We stopped in front of his car where he quickly opened my door before running to his. "What is happening?" I laughed.
"My plan!" he smiled handing my the balloon after I buckled my seat belt. He drove quickly but not recklessly. I was impressed, one of the better drivers I had been in a car with.
"Can I know any details?" I asked as we turned a corner.
"You may ask three questions."
"What's the balloon for?" I said pointing the simple red latex balloon.
"Communication," he said quickly. "Next."
"Where are we going?"
"The beach, next."
"Are you going to murder me?" I laughed.
"No," he smiled. "I'm counting that as a serious question."
"I meant it as one!" I laughed as we turned into the same parking lot for the beach as we did before.
"Hurry!" he said jumping out of the car. I followed his speed. He grabbed my hand as we ran onto the beach, running until we hit the wet sand near the tide. The beach was empty and I was thankful, we had to look like crazy people.
"Now can I know what's going on?"
"We are going to communicate," he smiled pulling a sharpie out of his pocket.
"With who?"
"The aliens!"
"Have you lost it?"
"The day we went for frozen yogurt, we talked about aliens."
"I remember," I laughed. "But how are we going to communicate with them?"
"With the balloon! We can write a message," he held up the sharpie. "Then let the balloon go and hopefully one of the little alien guys will find it!"
"Or alien girls," I said with a smirk.
"Or alien girls!"
"What are we supposed to write? Take me to your leader?" I joked.
"We can include that," he took the balloon holding it between his arm and stomach as he scrawled 'take me to your leader' across the top of the balloon. "What else?"
"Please send a selfies," I laughed as he wrote. "Abduct Tom Cruise."
"Tom Cruise?" he laughed.
"Something about him creeps me out," I laughed.
"Alright, anything else?"
"I don't think so," I said reviewing what Kian had written.
"Ok," he said flipping the balloon over and immediately writing.
"What's it say?" I said trying to read as he wrote.
He moved his hand, "Love, Kian and Ella."
"Oh good, don't want them to think it's from some other insane person."
He added a doodle of a heart and a smiley face, "So they know we're friendly."
We held the balloon string in between our hands as Kian counted to three out loud, on three we let the balloon loose. We watched as it floated up into the night sky, until we were no longer able to see it.
"How long before they answer?" I said turning to face him.
"It might be seconds, maybe years, maybe decades."
"We will probably be dead by the time they do."
"Way to look on the bright side of things," he laughed, taking my hand as we walked back to the car.
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Extraordinary: A Kian Lawley Story
Fanfiction"You're much too extraordinary to live such an ordinary life." Some people feel as though they are destined for greatness. Ella feels as though she is destined for the more ordinary side of life. Always feeling as though there is more to life than h...
