"I really don't want to go to my dad's. I hate his house." You huff as your mom and you stand in line for the security check.
"I know sweetie.. but you have too. Trust me, if I didn't have to send you there I wouldn't." Your mom says as she hugs you.
You hug her back. "I'll see you in a month.." you kiss her cheek and aboard the plane.
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You sit in a window seat and wait for the either annoying, or rude passanger to sit by you.
That doesn't happen.
You see Trevor walking down the aisle. Your heart beat quickens and you start to breath heavily.
You realize that he's not going to sit by you, because you aren't that lucky.
Sighing, you put your head phones in your ear and put your phone on shuffle.
"Can I sit here?" A muffled voice ask.
"I don't care, it's a free country." You say staring out the window.
He sits down and you look at him. Your breath hitches and you smile. Before Trevor sees you staring you look back out the window.
As the plane takes off and you're in the air, you decide to blast his music to see if he notices.
I put his Playlist on shuffle and Alive blasts through the small apple headphones.
He doesn't notice. You decide to take it a step farther.
You take out a head phone and tap his shoulder, Trevor looks at you.
"Hey, do you know this singer?" You ask showing him his song.
He looks at you as his eyes widen.
"Of course I know him. He's a great guy." Trevor says smirking.
You decide to go along with it "oh really? I heard he was stuck up."
Trevor frowns "not true."
You smile "I know. I've been watching you since o2l, and listening to your music since someone."
He smiles "wow, you stayed with me for that long?" He asks amazed.
You smile and nod "and hopefully for longer."
"What's your name?" He asks smiling.
"Y/n" you tell him.
"That's a cool ass name."
"Thanks."
You and Trevor talk for the rest of the 5 hour plan ride. You guys get to know each other very well, but the plane lands and you have to get off.
Trevor and you get off and you start walking away.
"Wait!" You turn around and see Trevor coming over.
"You're really cool, I would love to be friends. Here's my number" he hands you a piece of paper.
You text it making sure it's real, it is.
"You'd trust me?" I say smiling.
He nods "yes, it feels like I've known you forever."
"Feelings mutual." You say.
Trevor then has to go, you guys hug and go your separate ways smiling like crazy.
