HELLLUUUUUUR
SO I'm back! I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to update, but life has been extremely hectic for me lately. What with school and sports, along with me giving up Wattpad for Lent (religion), I haven't had writing on my mind for a while.
So basically, this is a very rough draft. I might add some to this chapter in a couple of days or I might just start the new chapter from where I left off. I dunno yet, so I'd love some imput. Anyways, ENJOY!
Side note: Sometime the video is there and other times it's not SO just in case, the video for this chapter is Something i Need by OneRepublic! I love that song :)
-A
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I slowly drift out of my dreamless, sleepy paradise to the sound of someone whispering in my ear.
“Rise and shine, Princess,” he whispers, his soft breath hitting my cheek.
I don’t open my eyes at first, snuggling deeper in to get warmer, the cabin air nearly as cold as the winter chill in Denver. I vaguely hear the captain say something over the intercom, but I ignore it. As long as he’s not notifying us that we’re crashing and coming upon our imminent doom, then I’m not going to pay attention.
But sadly, a bit of turbulence combined with a familiar voice saying my name is all it takes for me to start the long process of waking up.
“We’re thirty minutes out,” Hayden says, his fingertips brushing across where my neck and shoulder meet, causing me to shiver in a way that doesn’t have anything to do with the chilly air.
Sighing, I slowly open my eyes. I have to squint at first because of the setting sun, peeking between the two curtains, hitting me right in the face. I look up and over at my pillow and realize that Hayden and I are much closer than before, both of us basically sitting in his chair, it having been reclined about halfway sometime during my power nap. So, with that being said, I can assure you that I am officially using Hayden’s chest as a pillow at the moment.
And yes, it is pretty fracking awesome.
I sit up slowly, causing Hayden’s arm to start it’s lazy trail down from where it rested around my upper arm, where it now rests on my waist, searing the skin that’s on display out from under my pushed up shirt in the process.
I turn my head to the side, brushing my hair back and around my ear, trying to hide the blush that’s fighting it’s way to the surface. “What time is it?” I ask facing the window and looking out onto the ocean below me, my voice deep and raspy from sleep.
“Just past seven,” Hayden says quietly, putting his chair back into the proper position and moving to sit up next to me, moving his arm out from behind me and stretching them out in front of him.
I nod and continue to look out at nature’s beautifully painted sky, ignoring the extremely attractive male next to me while his shirt rides up as he stretches.
It’s obvious that Hayden got some shut eye as well with the way he’s rubbing his neck and yawning every five seconds. I’m yawning as well, keeping my eyes glued to how we’re getting lower and closer to the glittering water with every passing second. The sun sits a bit above the water, looking like it’s a few hours from sunset. It’s honestly one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.
I sigh and reach for my backpack that’s sitting at my feet, remembering something that I need to do before we land. I nudge Hayden as I stand up, the ample leg room providing me a little space to stand. He looks up, surprised.
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