I was walking in the airport and saw a few guys drenched in black. All I could think was.
'How immature to wear such depressing clothes' my father was a priest so I couldn't help the thoughts swarming my head. The one with tear drop makeup looked over at me. I mean it wasn't like he didn't have a right to but it startled me and I spun around to my book quickly.
I heard boots hitting the floor and I closed my eyes in remorse whispering under my breath
"God dammit" I shook my head knowing that it wouldn't be the one with the makeup.
Oh how I was sadly mistaken.
I stood because my plane was called and there stood a man with no makeup but he looked so beautiful even in the black outfit. I tilted my head to the side as I focused in on his features.
"Hey. I'm C.C. You are?" He spoke his voice husky and charming. I smiled and held my hand out,
"Annabelle. Pleased to meet you." I spoke my voice simple and sweet. He smiled and shook my hand glancing behind me his features changed drastically.
"Listen Annabelle, I really need your help I promise to get you to wherever you're going but please help me." He said in a desperate voice. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him.
"Fine you're cute and you have to tell me what I'm helping you with on the way. Got it?" My voice was shaking with a giggle at the end and he nodded like a little puppy. We walked over to the guys wearing the exotic make up. My face involuntarily scrunched up. The tallest one noticed this and frowned stepping in front of me.
"Something wrong sweetheart?" He had a deep voice that you could get lost in but my mind was focused on winning this petty battle
"Yes, babe there is something wrong. You're being an asshole and frankly I am not amused." I spoke stepping closer my body connecting with his. He was looking down at me, he smirked and bent down. I smiled sweetly and grabbed his wrist flipping out of his hold and handcuffing him. I laughed as I watched him squirm. C.C. came over to me laughing.
"Damn babe nice job." He said slipping his arm around my waist. I didn't even think while I leaned into him. This was so...weird for me. I never ever had a boyfriend. I was 26 but my father was strict. I leaned my head against his chest taking in the warmth. It was just like in my novels. The lovers cuddled and in each-other warm embrace the world seemed meaningless. I smiled lightly. Maybe this was good for me.
C.C. grabbed my hand entwining our fingers and pulling me towards a hallway. I followed but was Sincerely scared that maybe this was a bad Idea. The boy who tried to kiss me was walking in front of a charming young girl who looked to be about my age. I smiled to C.C. and tugged him over to the girl.
"Hi. I don't believe we've met what's your name?" I asked walking with C.C. on my left the pretty girl on my right.
"Ashley sweetheart, and yours?" She spoke with a deeper voice but it didn't phase me.
"Annabelle. It's so nice to meet a girl here in Ohio who isn't so stuck up." I said smiling. The girl stopped dead and glared at C.C. and me. C.C. was laughing behind me and I frowned.
"Did I say something wrong?" I asked quietly turning to look at my new friends.
"Yea. You did. I'm a guy." With that Ashley walked off towards an exit. The boy who was handcuffed ran after him and so did another. I felt terrible I looked down at my shoes ashamed. I felt a presence next to me and I just turned and followed the boys down a hall, not looking at anyone's eyes.
