Knock Me Out

Chapter 71

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"Do you have everything?"

"Yes baby"

"You had one more bag. Where is it?"

"I already checked that bag in babe"

"You took everything right? D-did you bring enough clothes?"

"Yes baby I did"

"Do you have your phone? Where is it?"

"It's right here"

"Is that bag too heavy? Maybe you should have someone carry it for you. S-should I find someone?"

"No baby. It's fine. I can carry it"

"Aren't you hungry? You should eat something before you go"

"No honey I'm not hungry. We just ate, remember?"

"Oh right. Do you have cash on you? Just in case?"

"Yes baby. You just gave me some more even though I already had some on me"

"Where's your ticket? And your passport?"

"Right here babe"

"Do you...-"

"Yelle, Yelle. I'm fine. I promise everything is great. Calm down okay. I know you're anxious about me leaving and all, but it'll be okay." Chris says cupping my cheeks in his hands.

"I know I'm just... I don't know. Am I overreacting?"

"If buying a ticket just so you can sit with me until the plane boards is called overreacting. Then yes you are, but I love it and it's so adorable. Come let's sit down" he smiles.

When we find the right terminal we look for a place in the boarding room to sit. There's only one free chair and we walk toward it.

"You can sit I'll just..." I start, but Chris cuts me off.

"No you're not standing, cause if you do you'll start pacing around and then you'll start talking to yourself and then you'll end up crying and I won't leave anymore. Come here" he says and he sits down pulling me onto his lap.

He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. "You okay?" He asks.

"Yeah. I'll miss you" I confess nuzzling against his neck.

"I'll miss you more. I promise I'll call you everyday" he says planting a soft kiss on my hair.

We sit like that for a couple of minutes as he continues to softly whisper sweet things to me, making me giggle. I love it when he does that. But of course the stupid lady talking through the microphone had to ruin my fun. Unlike I expected, Chris doesn't get up to go on the plane immediately, but he stays until the second call.

"I gotta go now baby" he whispers in my ear and I get up from where I was comfortably seated on his lap.

"Call me the second you get off the plane okay." I say and he nods.

"I will."

He caresses my cheek and then brings his hand behind my neck to pull me closer into a kiss. I close my eyes as our soft lips meet. People are probably looking at us right now, but I couldn't care less.

"I love you" he says softly.

"I love you" I repeat his words. I walk with him towards the ground stewardess and stand with him as she checks his passport and ticket. I watch him as he walks backwards looking me in the eye until he's out of sight. The stewardess smiles awkwardly at me.

"Miss Righters?" A voice calls. I turn around and see one of my personal guards standing behind me. Yes, I have guards that my mom pays to stay at home cause I hate being followed around by them.

"Pablo. What are you doing here?" I ask him. He's dressed in his all black suit and dark glasses. They always look like spies. I remember asking my mom why they don't wear pink instead of black. She ignored me.

"Mrs Righters already left, because the paparazzi is downstairs. They know you're here and they're awaiting your exit. Your mother asked me to come get you, while my colleague is on standby in the car." He informs.

Fuck! Why God, why?! I hate how they're always interfering in people's personal life. It doesn't concern them.

"Here you go ma'am" Pablo says handing me a pair of dark shades. "Your eyes are bloodshot" he ads when he notices my confused expression.

"Thanks Pablo. Let's go" I say putting the glasses on as we make our way towards the exit. "How did you manage to get here? Please don't tell me you got a ticket too"

"No ma'am, I didn't get a ticket. Your mom managed to arrange it. I don't know how" he says with a little smile. Something he doesn't show very often.

Before we reach the stairs I see the big group of people with cameras and microphones clearly waiting for something judging by the way they're standing. I let my hair out of the knot I made this morning and let it hang around me like some sort of shield or curtain.

"There she is!" Someone shouts and they immediately get into action. They move towards me, making it nearly impossible to walk past them. Questions are being shouted, but I don't bother trying to understand what they're asking cause I won't answer anyway.

With some help from the airport security and Pablo I manage to push past them and get into the car that leaves immediately when I get in.

"Where to ma'am?" Luke the other bodyguard who's driving asks.

"To Megan's please" I answer softly.

"Done. Hold on okay, cause it might be a little bumpy. We're being followed" he informs and I sigh. I hate when this happens. Is it not clear that I don't want to be bothered and that I don't want to answer their stupid questions?

After some wild driving that got me scared for my life we finally manage to shake them off and Luke takes me to Megan's home.

Why are they even following me? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

There there I updated 😆

Why do you think they're following Chan like that, seeing the fact that they usually don't?

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