♡ Or Will You Not? || Cody Carson {COMPLETE}

2. Acceptance In Waves

"We are now boarding the flight from New York to Los Angeles. Please take a seat and follow the safety instructions on the video very carefully." Some flight attendant said, a bit too happily. There was no way anybody could be that cheerful while doing this. "We will be leaving in about 30 minutes."

I sighed and sat back, tuning out the video. I've been on more than enough planes to know what to do now. I could probably recite it to you backwards if necessary. I couldn't wait for this flight to be over. I just wanted to go home.

Some lady walked down the aisle carrying her baby and a heavy bag, which seemed to be just on the carry-on limit. I hate it when people do that. She sat her kid down in the seat next to me and shoved her overloaded bag into the overhead apartment. I hope she wasn't sitting next to me, I hate plane rides with babies.

"Hi, um could you mind moving your arm over a little? My baby needs plenty of space or else he gets really upset." Just my fucking luck. I had to bite back my tongue and give her a slight smile. I didn't want to sit next to a pissed off mother, a baby was more than enough. "Thanks." She sat down and opened up some app on her ipad for the kid to play on.

I rolled my eyes and opened up my mac, I had to work on something while I was on this flight. We had to start thinking up a new album. Or at least an idea for a music video.

The flight attendant, apparently named Ash, walked up and down the aisle telling people to buckle up and turn off their electronic devices until we were up in the air. You'd think they make you turn them off when you were at the gates but whatever I guess.

"We will now be leaving the airport. You will experience a little bit of turbulence as we take off, it is completely normal and nothing to be afraid of." Some people grunted in disbelief. I hate people who think they know better than someone who deals with this everyday just because they read some facts about airplanes.

About a few minutes later, once everyone was finally buckled in and seated, we took off. And that's the same time when the baby next to me started to cry. Just my luck. The mom frowned and tried to quiet her kid, even going as far as to shove a pacifier in it's mouth. I just grabbed my laptop and opened up my mixing software. This was going to be a long flight, but it was worth it.

After what seemed like ages, the mother finally got her kid to quiet down. Luckily enough too, I just finished mixing this song. It was a shame I didn't pay for inflight Wi-Fi. Guess I had to turn on some either some terrible romance movie or something with Adam Sandler in it. Why did flights only have shitty movies? I mean, they had shitty movies and food. How hard was it to get decent food?

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"We are now landing. Please remain seated until I tell you to get up. You will experience a little turbulence once again, it is nothing to worry about. Thank you for flying with Delta Airlines, and please come again." The flight attendant said into the hand held microphone, looking slightly relieved that the flight was over. I knew I was, this flight took was too long.

As soon as the plane landed a few people stood up, yanking their luggage from the overhead compartment. I hated it when people did that, as if they're any better than everyone else here that they couldn't wait. But whatever, I wouldn't have to deal with them for much longer. Thank god.

The mom sitting next to me, who attempted to talk to me several times during the flight, struggled to hold both her kid and carry-on. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the bag from her, so she could adjust the kid. She just smiled and thanked me before walking off into the bright sunlight outside.

I couldn't stand being in here any longer. I grabbed my mac and tried my best not ot push everyone out of the way. God, why did people have to be so slow when leaving? Didn't they know that other people had better places to be instead of stuck behind them on some plane?

It was actually kind of chilly when I stepped outside which was a first. It's usually way to hot here, but it was a nice difference. Sure was a lot warmed than New York right now I know that much for sure. I'm sure anywhere would have been nicer than the weather there.

I tightened my jacket and was more or less pushed into the airport. Didn't people know how to wait a dammed second? It wasn't the end of the world if you weren't the first inside, even if it was cold. The crowd inside wasn't any better. Good thing I called an Uber before we landed, since Kota wasn't answering me. She either had her phone on silent or was sleeping.

The crowd around the luggage claim was quite large, which I guess was would have been bad for me if I was one of those people who took on too much shit. Thankfully, I didn't have to bring back much, just a few thing of clothes and electronics.

Pushing past everyone, I made my way outside and looked around for the Uber that was supposed to be here. I wouldn't have doubted it if someone had not been paying attention and took it.

"Excuse me sir, are you the Cody Carson I'm supposed to be picking up?" A guy said from behind me, I guess from coming out of the airport. I turned around and nodded. At least someone didn't take it, which was good. Only a little bit longer until I could finally get back home and rest.

The guy motioned over to one of the typical Uber cars and got in. I picked up my bag and followed him, sitting in the back seat and telling him where to go. "Thanks. It must have been annoying having to wait." The guy just shrugged and didn't say anything. Guess he wasn't a talker, which was a plus. I didn't really feel like talking all that much right now anyway. I just wanted to get home and rest. I could already feel the jet lag starting to get to me.

It was about an hour drive from the airport back to my house. The ride was mostly silent the whole way too. "Have a good day and thanks for the tip." The driver, who I never learned the name of, muttered as I stepped out of the car. I just shrugged and walked inside.

It felt so good to be back home. It felt so good to know that I didn't have to wake up wondering where we were in the world at that moment. I was in a fixed place I loved, with people I loved. Nothing was gonna change that either.