Chapter 2: Is it really them?

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Emma's P.O.V

After watching many videos, it was to get off the plane. I jumped up and started to fidget with my fidget cube. I do NOT like being in this small of a space. As we waited, my breathing got really heavy. Great. I was having an anxiety attack. I tried to calm it down. I took deep breathes. I turned my phone on and saw that it was only 10:33 a.m. I just needed to get out of here. I looked at my mom and she saw me breathing heavily. She nodded her head. I grabbed my phone and my backpack. I sprinted off the plane.

"Sorry! Pardon me! I am so sorry!" I tried to say as I was gasping for air. I turned out of the door into open space I walked around for a minute and caught my breath. Flight 240 from LAX no landing. I whipped my head around and saw people coming off a plane from California. Wait, was that them? Could it be? It all adds up. They were in California this week. I walked into the hall way so I could get closer. I guess I wasn't paying any attention because the next thing I new I was on the ground looking at some shoes. 

"I am so sorry, I-I wasn't paying attention," I said. My face turned bright red. I looked down, way to embarrassed to look at the person I ran into.

"Hey it's okay. Don't look down. You look beautiful." I heard a familiar voice say as my chin was lifted up. My eyes widened as I tried not to freak out. It was Dylan. The Dylan Mitchell. I stared for a long time. He laughed and I giggled and looked down again. My hair fell into my face. I looked up again and brushed my hair behind my ear.

"Uh-H-Hey uh Dylan. I-I'm a big fan," I stuttered. He smiled. 

Tanner's P.O.V

Ahh. We were finally back in Kansas. Dylan was picking me up from the airport today. I walked off the plane and saw Dylan talking to the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my entire life. He smiled at her. I felt myself getting angry, but tried to cool down.

"Dylan." I said firmly. He looked at me and so did the girl. She put her hands over her face. God she was gorgeous. She looked at me and said hello. I said hi and she told me what a huge fan she was of us. That won't get in the way though. She will be mine.

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