Flying High

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-Your Point of View-

"Ahh the Big Apple!" I heard Hunter's voice through the headset I was wearing. We were flying over New York City, where Hunter would be preforming later that night. The view was absolutely stunning.

"You know Hunter, I always found this weird. You hate heights but love flying?" His blue eyes were shining with joy.

"Yeah... I'm a little...Crazy." I started giggling. "Ha. You're punny." We held off talking for a while. The sight was just too much to take in. We flew for hours without going over the same area twice.

"I thought New York was beautiful on ground level...it's even more beautiful from up here!" I exclaimed. I could see Hunter smiling at me. "You're beautiful either way." I felt my cheeks turn a shade of red and gave him a kiss. "Thank ya!"

After flying around for another hour we decided it was time to land. We descended back into ground level. My legs were all shaky from being up so high.

"Whoa Caroline!" Hunter grabbed me before I tumbled. "Sorry... I'm not use to flying."

"There will be plenty of time to fix that" he said with a wink.

We both decided it wouldn't be the best idea to tour NY because neither of us were in the mood to be mobbed. News broke out about Hunter and I together and now wherever we go there are always reporters following us.

We hauled a taxi real fasts and chose to just go the theatre for sound check. I still get a kick out of seeing the drivers face when he realizes who just sat down in his back seat.

Not 20 minuets later we were in the theatre. I sat in front row watching the boys do their thing. I could watch them a 1000 times and never get sick of it. Each of them played with such passion it was breath taking. I could see clearly why the band was gaining popularity so fast.

"Do you think the Hayniacs would get mad at me if I dedicated Wanted to you tonight?" Hunter called from on stage.

"Does it matter?" I copied his signature smirk. He paused for a minuets before turning back to his piano.

"Touché."

I knew for sure he was kidding. He wouldn't dare, it would upset too many fans.

I for sure are my words that night. Right as the piano rang our the sweet sounds of Wanted, Hunter announced, "I'd like to dedicate this one to a very special girl." The fans cheered as he declared,

"This one is for you, Caroline."

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