I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off

What a catch

Me and Pete only had the single backpack I had brought for us containing only the absolute necessities. It had snacks and a couple spare clothes for both of us. Things that would be taken for an overnight stay really;yet we weren't coming back.

My hands began to quiver as I worried about how unprepared we were for this. Pete noticed and wrapped his spare hand over the top of our joined ones.
"What are you worried about?" he whispered softly into my ear while running circles over the back of my hand with his fingers.
"We're so unprepared, I only have stuff for one night practically."
"Okay well, how much money do we have?"
"Like two hundred thousand dollars." Pete scoffed and leaned away, an expression of ironic humor on his face. "Don't look at me like that Pete, with the plane tickets and settling down until we have jobs that give us money,in reality we only have about two thousand.  We might have to get fake ID's now because of all this!"

I started to panic more, my voice a harsh whisper.
"Okay well, we're crashing at Aashley's sister's place for as long as we need, and I know people who can help with the identification okay?" I nodded hesitantly and he rubbed my shoulder. "Take it one step at a time Patrick. We're together again, focus on that." I nodded much more confidently this time and rest my head upon Pete's fragile shoulder.

Great. The one thing I wanted most in the WHOLE world, is to spend a six hour flight in the company of Aashley. We boarded at a small, lesser known airport so there wasn't many security checks and our plane was a small, 4 row cabin. Across to the otherside of the cabin sat Aashley alone doing paper work while me and Pete were sat together. The plane wasn't packed, and it wasn't empty either. The half full half empty debate of optimists and pessimists. There was about 27 rows in front of us and we were near the back.

I felt soft lips graze my neck and turned to Pete smiling. His chin was balanced on my shoulder and he had an innocent smile like a seven year old. His eyes were wider than the moon itself and glowed bright hazel.
"Can I help you Mr Wentz?" I whispered, giggiling slightly. I couldn't help but feel giddy myself. The seven year old leaned up and tentatively placed his lips upon my own.
-On second thought that's a terrible metaphor to use. I don't want to be known as a pedophile and I definitely don't want to think of myself as one. Although wouldn't that just be the perfect finale to my new resume ;
Patrick Stump,
Lawyer who lied to the court
Master of physical assault towards witnesses
In love with a murderous criminal
Oh and now a pedophile too.

"What are you giggiling about patty?" Pete querried as he leant back in his own seat with his eyes closing delicately.
"Oh just my new resume. It's going to be a real catch." Pete chuckled himself and I began to slope onto his shoulder and close my own eyes.
"I think mine will be the real show stopper." Together we fell asleep, ready to fly to England and begin our joint freedom.

Eyes. Everywhere there were eyes. All bleeding dry as their stare remained on my body. I felt as if the more I acknowledged them the larger they grew. Each one towered above me ready for me to stumble. They shot lasers at the area around me, prepared to slice me in two if my foot slipped from this wire. Alone, I danced with danger on a thread.

I had been travelling before but never felt this pressure. It turns out that Aashley was filling out forms to help cover our identities on the flight over. I was to scared to look at them in case I messed it up and she had told me it was the same general information anyway so I should be believable enough. We had landed in another small airport which didn't have huge amounts of security or were on the watch for people like us. Yet the fear was still boiling in my chest, and we still had to be careful.

With each step, an unblinking eye twitched. With each word I spoke, I felt a new pair of eyes burn themselves and their scrutinous examination on to my skin.