Act like you love me

Ignoring the fact:chapter 2

  After a long two hour drive to the Portland airport. I hop on my plane and find my seat right away. I was feeling cheap and didn't get anywhere near first class so I was stuck in the back of the plane.

Lucky for me nobody was sitting near my seat so I could sit and feel guilty alone.
 
I felt as if all my thoughts were being squished together into one big cloud. My brain was feeling foggy and I felt a bang on my head. It was a headache .

This is why I hate thinking so much it almost leads to me over thinking the tiniest thing and me getting a headache just like the one I have now. Great!

I take my headphones out of my bag and plug them into my phone. I try and tap on the iTunes app but slide my fingers across the screen and tap on the camera app instead.

The screen turns right onto the front camera and I almost don't recognize the person I see. My mid length brown hair is some what natural looking with wavy curls hanging in my face compared to my usal straight hair. My usually bright blue eyes seem darker than usual and the bags under my eyes are easier to see than usual. My freckles look faint, I look tired.

I quickly press the home button and click onto iTunes pressing shuffle on my favorite playslist. "Let it go" by James Bay turns on and I turn up the volume to where the back ground sounds on the plane are gone. My eyes shut and I fall asleep.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and I wake up from my sleepy trance. "Mam we have landed." The perky little flight attendant who was all dressed in a light blue uniform had her droopy eyes smiling down at me in an almost creepy way.

I give her a quick nod and a fake half smile. I grab my bag and stuff my phone and my dangling head phones into the bag. I probably wont need to be on my phone for awhile so in my bag was a good place. I guess I didn't want to be Disturbed by anyone. I head off the plane that only had a few people left on board and walk right into the airport in hopes my luggage came back in one piece.

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I'm waiting outside the airport waiting and waiting for my mom and dad to pick me up. The cold Toronto air filled my lungs and a sense of relief through my veins. The cool breeze runs through my hair giving me goose bumps on my neck. I roll my neck back and forth and feel almost better like all my regret was gone.

Before I could stretch even more I saw my dad's big black SUV rolling up into the very empty parking lot. I smile at them and give them a small wave using three fingers.

The back of the truck opens and I shove my luggage in the back then slam the trunk shut. Before I get in the car I pull up my light grey sweatpants up to my waist line and open the car door.

I look up into the leather seats and see a very Familiar face smiling back at me with his hands stretched out towards me. I couldn't believe who it was. Was this real? What do I say?

Who is it? What do you want her to say to the mystery guy?

       -leah❤