Meeting Macey

Planes and Publicity

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I have written this so many freaking times. Enjoy Mians. The entry's still open for the first comment contest - winner gets a free shout out on my next chapter! Ily Xox


•MACEY'S PERSPECTIVE•

I zipped up my duffel bag and attempted to tow it over to the door as I checked the plastic wall clock above me. "5:56." I groan knowing that within hours I'll be in another country, and being pampered like Selena freaking Gomez. Yep, step aside those bitches that teased me at school, let the celeb through. I chuckle and cross my legs. Then there was a knock on the door. I choked. Spluttered. Blushed.

"H..Hey." I say as He removed the free raybans from his perfect facial expressions. "Hey Macey." He says managing to have a testy pop. I blush as he turns away obviously humiliated. "Ready to go?" I say attempting to save him from himself. "Sure. Let me help." He says graciously lifting what I thought was a heavy bag, with ease and tossed it over his shoulder. "Thanks.." I say astounded by his lifting abilities.

As we prepared for the flight ahead, we travelled to Sydney Airport, pulling up in the trolley bay. Ian immediately places on his glasses. "Uh..it's raining." I state obviously as I unbuckle myself and wonders out into the pouring weather. "The fans." Two words that changed my perky perspective into a dull one. I roll my eyes as he chuckles, grabbing both our bags and locking the obviously expensive car.

After purchasing our tickets -Several minutes bickering how I think I should pay for my own fare, and Ian stealing my purse and purchasing them himself, we sat down. "OH MY GOD IT'S IAN FREAKING SOMERHALDER!" A girl around her 15's screamed drawing attention to the guy beside me as she pointed her finger at us. He signalled for her to quieten down and come towards us, willingly. "Here, if I give you an autograph can you not tell anyone about-" He was cut off with the snapping of publicity photos as they crowded around our cheap seats.

As the girl wondered off, Ian was spammed with personal questions like: "Who's the mystery girl?" "Is this the same girl from the hospital?" "Are you eloping?" "What about Nina?" They asked as he handed my his sunglasses, have me his hoodie and
Placed it over m head as he rose from the seat taking our bags over the shoulder and said in a Snarky attitude: "Macey is my date to the awards of which we will be attending. No more photos. Permission denied." He said as he swept me off my feet bridal style and took a run for it.

•IAN SOMERHALDER'S PERSPECTIVE•

I'm literally bridal carrying my dream bride. How ironic. Macey brace her arms around my neck as we hid whine an elderly couple. "FLIGHT 415 FLORIDA IS LOADING NOW. NOW BOARDING FLIGHT 415." The woman over the loudspeaker blatantly announced.

"Time to go." I said with as smirk releasing my grip as we walked into the terminal, handing our passes to the attendant. "Have a great honeymoon." The woman said happily as we both blushed. "We.. Aren't dating." Macey stated clearly for us. I wish not. "My apologies." She said handing back the boarding pass.

After the attendant supported Macey to her 1st class seat beside me I nod my head in gratitude to her and returned my attention to Macey. "You look pale, are you okay?" I said with concern after buckling both her and I in. "Did I mention I have a fear of flying?" She said chuckling with the raise of an eyebrow curiously. "Nope, but hold on. We have a while yet." I said grinning as she intertwined our fingers. I smiled out the window.

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Enjoy I know it's short but it's a quick update! Ily xoxox