Drugs Of NYC

Chapter 23 - Nerves

"But I'm scareddddd." I whined as Ken continued to drag my arm through the airport. I tried to press my weight down because with each step we drew closer and closer to the gate. I didn't want to mention that I had an intense fear of flying. But the fact that he was making me go alone was much worse. I'd have no one to clutch onto to or bury my head in their neck.

"Stop being such a baby, Tessa." He smiled back at me, still pulling me along through the crowd.

"But I don't want to be by myself!" I stomped almost falling may I add.

"There will be plenty of other people on that plane."

"So I have permission to cuddle up to some random guy then?" I teased and he tugged my arm so hard that I nearly fell.

"Don't even think about it." The seriousness in his voice nearly scared me. We finally arrived at the gate, where a nice little brunette was taking tickets. I know we still had enough time, so I wanted to clear up a few things. He scooted us to a small corner near the gate, my back to the wall. His breath warming my face.

"You know I...I wa..was ju...just kidding about the cuddle thing right?" I stutter nervously. He tilts my chin up.

"Of course I know you were just kidding" He pecked my lips lightly and smiled against them. "My lovely little Tessa."

"Don't try to butter me up," I pushed his chest with a smirk. "You're sending me to Chicago and I have no clue about that city!"

"Its only for one day, I've got a meeting then I promise first thing tomorrow, I'm on my way."

"Kennnnn."

"Oh shut up," He mumbled kissing me again, then lightly rubbing my nose with his. "You''ll be fine."

"I won't, I've never had to take a plane before. Do they do layovers?"

"Not this one. I got you first class travel and first class seats. How nice of me?"

"Very."

"I know, now remember just go there and unwind. I'll be there in the morning and Chicago will be our home for the next year."

"I thought we were coming back to New York..."

"I told you this! Do you ever listen to me?"

Honestly, I remember him mentioning it sometime last week. But my mind was wandering to that psycho Steven. As much as I hated to admit it, he's been on my mind a lot lately.

"I do listen."

"Then start acting like it please."

"I do. I just don't like flying so much and what if I get lost."

"Yes dear, it's possible for you to get lost at 13000 feet in the air."

"Right so safety hazard. Lets go home." I tried to walk away but he pulled me back.

"No way Jose." he chuckled. "Nothing will happen to you."

"Why can't we just go together?"

"Because I told you I have a meeting, then I have to pack my stuff, you'll just weigh me down."

Weigh him down? Maybe he ment that in more ways than one.

"What am I a turtle?"

"A very cute one." He pecked my forehead.

"Flight 655 is closing in 2 minutes."