Jack's Girl

45: Long Flight Home

Sean didn't like it when you told him about mom. You explained everything to him. How your mother had left you as a child and now she was back to 'take care of you'.

At first you seemed heated about everything and hated the world, but then Sean calmed you down and you opened up a little bit more.

He comforted you. It was good just to fall asleep in his arms again. You haven't done that in a while.

That had been a few days ago, but now at the airport you seemed a little distant.

Sean was doing everything. He was pulling the luggage, taking care of the passports, making sure what time the flight was. All you where doing was following him around like a duck.

Once everyone on the plane got situated, it started to get quite. Sean gave you the window seat. He wasn't sure if you where afraid of heights or not, but the window did have a blind that you could pull down if you really wanted.

You could care less about the view. You had already seen it on your flight to Ireland anyway. If you're being honest with yourself, you never thought you'd be coming back to America. You didn't see the reason. Your father really is pathetic.

Sean pushed a button on your screen and it brought you back to reality. He turned on your tv and played a movie. It was your favorite movie.

You looked over at Sean and smiled. It was more of a sleepy smile. You letting him know that you where comfortable with him and everything he does.

You laid your head on his shoulder. He put his arm around you. Instead of watching the movie, you and Sean took a nap.

You woke up to Sean watching the weather channel in your home state.

"How long was I asleep?" You asked.

"We both slept for an hour but you slept 30 more minuets darling." Sean informed you.

You sighed and laid your head back down of his shoulder. You looked back up at Sean's screen. The weather man was pointed at the screen with pictures of a cold and warm front running into each other.

"It's gunna rain." You confirm.

"How did you figure that?" Sean asked.

"I learned about fronts and storms my junior year of high school. It stayed with me for some reason." You yawn.

"Still sleepy I'm guessing." He chuckled.

"How much longer is our flight?" You ask.

"Few more hours."

"I wanna watch Happy Wheels."

"Me?"

"Yes!"

Sean pulled up YouTube on his laptop and started his own playlist.

After a while, it got dark and everyone else on the plane had fallen asleep, but you and Sean.

You closed his laptop.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

You nuzzled your head into his shoulder. You kissed his neck.

Sean wrapped his arms around your waits and started to kiss you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing back.

It was a good, long kiss.

You pulled away, knowing this wasn't the right place or right time.

You'd be landing soon and wanted to wait.

"I'm sorry." Sean apologized.

"Don't be. I'm the awkward one. I just don't feel comfortable going so fast." You come back.

"I guess we both have our indifferences." He points out.

"I guess we do." You agree.

"You should get some sleep. We still have a long flight." Sean insisted and wrapped his arms around you, giving you the perfect place to fall asleep.