Luca

Chapter 9

Song of the Chapter

In my dreams by Ruth B

Thylane

"T, are you ready?"

Oliver asked as I placed my charger on the compartment of my suitcase. My parents have asked us to fly to New York to stay with them since they are still preoccupied about business matters in there. So me and Oliver have now packed our bags and we are now heading to the airport.

I was feeling like being a lady today so I decided to wear a white dress and a red sneakers. Probably not that lady like but it has to work, I mean, I love wearing sneakers.

Who doesn't?

My dark blue Burberry Coat hanged on my arms since I'm bringing it for safety measure. New York can be very cold.

With a last swipe of red lipstick on my lips, I exited my bedroom doors dragging my suitcase with me.

Oliver was already waiting inside the car. He looked chic with his patterned shirt, white pants and loafers combo.

"You look hot T, but not hotter than me." He winked and I smacked him. "Save that winking for those hot male models in New York." I said as I pushed him further in the backseat trying to get a nice comfortable space for the ride to the airport. My suitcase is already in the trunk, tucked in by the driver who was now driving us to the airport.

I turned on the speaker of the car and scanned for nice songs but when I didn't find one, I just decided to turn it back off. Fishing for my earphones in my bag, I saw Oliver scanning through an elegant looking map.

I leaned forward to look closer but he had already folded it and tucked it in his side but I managed to read the title of the map. Dubai. My eyebrows shot up at that.

"Wait, are you going to follow my brother to Dubai?"

"No, silly. Your brother is not the only hot male on this planet you know?" He said as a matter of fact.

"Then what are you doing with that?"

"Hmmm for future purposes." He said as he leaned back against the backseat of the car. I let him go this time. Hmm.

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The ride to the airport was quick. Our suitcases has now been carried up the private plane. At first I thought that we were riding our family private plane but to my disappointment, it was a different plane.

Oliver and I are now standing at the foot of the steps. I was currently trying to capture a picture of him for his Instagram.

"Perfect." He said as he took a look of the picture of him posing weirdly on the steps.

"Yeah right." I mumbled." Come one, Oliver. We need to go now." I said as I started my ascend.

"Wait T, I need to pee." He said stopping my track.

"You know we have bathrooms on the plane right?"

"Nah, I'll just pee at the airport, maybe I'll see some hot guys there." He said winking.

"Seriously, all you could think about are boys and their glory. Fine, but be fast." I said as I continued my ascend and Oliver practically ran towards the airport. Well, good luck to his legs.

When I entered the plane, I was greeted by a smiling flight attendant.

"Good Morning Ms. Ferragni, I'll be your attendant for your flight to Dubai. I hope you enjoy your flight." She said smiling widely. I smiled back.