Young Collective - Cole Sprouse

Chapter eighteen

One month and two days pass. Exactly 18 of those days I saw Cole. 11 out of the 18 he stayed the night. I stand in a busy public space. Large windows line the large wide spread rooms. People bustle in and out and all around. My hands warmth is wrapped up in his fingers by my side. My other hand on the cold metal of a suitcase. I stand in a line with Cole. I watch as people scan their tickets before walking down into a tunnel that leads to the aircraft. Cole squeezes my hand as we approach the desk and the lady and her little scanner toy. He scans his first and the lady giggles a little. She takes no attention to me scanning my ticket and I roll my eyes a little. We walk into the tunnel. Nostalgia hits like a truck. I begin to remember family vacations. Flying over to see Mum. Flying over to see Dad. Flying over for work. Flying over for a rest. I haven't left the states in a while. I feel guilty as we step into the plane. I'm leaving my brother behind. My friends. Will Jake be alright without me two hours away? Will Kevin miss me? I didn't even tell Matt- who I've hung out with again about four times. Isa was extremely upset. She even convinced Cole and I to let her join us at the end of our trip while we stay in Italy. As Cole places our carry on bags above us (I sneakily took my suitcase) I grab out our destination map. Cole, in mere preparation and excitement decided to buy a map of the world and highlight the places we will be staying at. I quickly unfold it and scan through it. 9 different cities, 70 days. We have a week in every country.

London
Paris
Berlin
Rome
Stockholm
Oslo
Madrid
Dublin

Cole said the last destination was a surprise. I sit down next to him. We don't have to walk very far down the plane. Our seats are separated by a thin wall and an extending sofa. I even have my own desk and a charger. I usually walk down the plane further to the other chairs. I don't even know if I like first class. Cole is practically a whole chair away from me. He gets seated whilst I put the map away. Some people take photos of us as I sit down. Cole ignores them and scrolls through his phone. He sighs and shows me an article that he's reading. There's a picture of me and him walking into the airport, not even an hour ago. I'm wearing my baggy jeans and a white blouse and he's wearing black jeans with a brown coat. He hides more than me, he has black sunglasses and a hat on, he stares down instead of up. Unlike me, I'm walking in front of him head high and frowning at the camera. I look terrible. Surely they photoshopped those pimples on my nose. I lightly touch my nose. I don't feel any bumps? I scroll down to the heading.

Sprouse forgets Reinhart and takes off with new girlfriend

Cole Sprouse and his new fling, Elora Dearden are seen entering the airport together on their way to the UK. The Suite Life Disney star is attending Riverdale premiers all over Europe in the coming weeks, starting with London.  Sources claim his fling will be joining him. Dearden doesn't appear to be used to the flashing cameras of fame as she tries no attempt to hide her identity to local paparazzi. It is still unconfirmed if the two are dating but it is safe to assume that Sprouse harbours extremely controversial feelings for the ex model, crediting his recent Canadian Television interview in which he expresses his love for her. Tensions run high in the Riverdale fan club and hopes that one will speak out soon...

I stop reading. I roll my eyes and shove Coles phone back to him. He frowns and says,

"Ex model?"

"Yeah they probably dug up my one and only model shoot I did for Australian Girlfriend Magazine in 2004 as a pre-pubescent teen." I smile sarcastically. Although that shoot did happen.

"Hopefully it's not as bad in London." He mumbled. I close my eyes and extend my hand to him. After a few minutes I feel his warm fingers touch mine and he clasps my palm lightly. I gently fall in and out of sleep as people bustle onto the plane and we eventually take off.

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I open my eyes briefly to look out my window. It's been a couple of hours. The sun is out and the fluffy clouds bounce around. I look over at Cole, he's reading a book on acting. Our hands are still held. I move over as close as I can to him and snuggle up under his arm. He kisses my forehead and I close my eyes again. Only this time I don't open them for a very long time.