Fanfic Jacksepticeye

The Idea

His face was turning a nasty shade of red and he was letting out a long string of curse words. I only was able to understand about every three out of seven.
"HEY!" I yelled while flailing my arms around trying to get his attention. He looked at me like I was the one yelling curse words about someones grandmother.

"What? Ye think of a way to get me back to Ireland?" He asked skeptical but still having hope shine in his gorgeous blue eyes. I blushed and looked down as he stared at me.
"Yes. I have an idea. I know it may sound crazy but hear me out." He nodded and gave me his full attention "I am going to my home in Oklahoma. If you use your plane ticket and go with me then I will be able to buy you a new passport. My brother owns a business that sells them completely legal. I will then buy you another ticket and you can be on your way to Ireland." I finished taking a breath and waiting for his response. "I would be alright with it if ye had some recordin' space. And also if I knew ye better..."

I sighed and looked iinto his tired eyes. It looked like he could have fallen asleep right then and there if he closed his them just for a second. "I know I may not seem like your first choice for a way out of america but I might be your only one." I whispered and then said the words that ended the conversation. "I will buy you cake."

-Time skip-

Jacks P.O.V
We got settled into our seats after puttin our bags on the shelf and having a few of my viewers ask me for a picture. I hadn't slept but maybe an hour or two the entire week I had been in America. We heard the lady over the intercom that always acts like a bitch if you ask for a set of headphones or a pillow. Naviya was acting strange. Like she couldnt believe that offering me cake earned my trust. To be fair, I do love my cake. She handed my a pair of headphones and gestured for me to listen. I put them on and I hear Metallica playing. I nodded and grinned and drifted off a little. But a little jolt telling me the plane was moving jerked me awake. I took off the headphones and held them out to her. She smiled and shook her head. "You can wear them. I am going to watch a movie. Sleep well." Her clear kind of high pitched voice rang quietly. She was a beauty to look at as well. I thanked her and put the headphones back on and tried to answer some tweets on my phone. It was around 10:00 p.m before our plane left for Oklahoma. I giggled in spite of myself at a tweet someone posted of me without a shirt on taking a picture in the bathroom mirror. It was the only real picture of me without a shirt on the internet and I remembered how akward I was back then.

After a little bit my eyes started to droop on their own. A slow rock song came on and I slowly drifted off. Phone in hand and headphones on full blast.

Naviya's P.O.V
I saw his phone slip from his limp hand and I caught it before it hit the floor. His eyes hidden behind his eyelids and green hair. I flagged down one of the bitchy flight attendants and asked for two pillows. She gave me a fake smile that didnt reach her eyes and slightly gushed at the handsome sleeping face of Sean. I slowly took off his headphones and reclined his seat. (Fancy airplane) I reclined mine also and I was staring at his natural beauty. About fifteen minutes later the flight attendant came back with our pillows. I lifted up his head delicately and placed the pillow under his head. His eyes didnt even flutter. I had the strangest urge to touch his face, trace his cheekbones, kiss his lips... With those thoughts in my head i drifted off into a peaceful sleep.