Some people say its weird that i live with my brother. I would be living with my parents if they were still alive. There is however an age gap between Jackson and i. I'm 19 and he is 27. My parents died in an airplane crash when I was 16 and Jacks...
Ok, so can we just take a second to embrace Nina Dobrev's perfection like honest goals.! Anyway back to the story. Also don't be afraid to leave comments I want to know what you guys think about the story! I wake up to my phone ringing and I see that it's Greyson. I also see that it's 5 o clock in the morning. What the fuck. I clear my throat and answer the phone on the third ring. "Yes?" "Brittany I have an important meeting to be at I need you to find a nice dress and be ready by 7. Please make yourself look presentable." "Oh okay. That's fine I will be ready by then." He hangs up and I get up and go to my closet finding the dress I wore for homecoming one year it's nothing too big. I go into the bathroom and take a quick shower as I step out of the shower I put on sweatpants and a t-shirt and I put my hair in a bun. I lay out all of my makeup and hair stuff. I start butting on my natural makeup and go with a Smokey eye. I style my hair and put some hairspray to keep my hair in place. Once I'm done I slip on the dress and look at myself in the mirror. I find my rose gold heels and slide them on and I realize how good I look.
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I find my rose gold heels and slide them on and I realize how good I look. Knocking downstairs pulls me out of my thoughts wondering who it could be. I carefully walk down the stairs and open the door to reveal Greyson standing there in a suit with his hair slicked back.
Oh jeez. I think I just melted.
He does a once over and then clears his throat.
"Are you ready"
"Ready when you are."
I grab my house key off the table and close the door and lock it.
I start to walk off the porch following Greyson.
He clicked a button on his keys and the black Lamborghini doors in front of us opened. My mouth dropped. I've only seen Lamborghinis in movies and online. Here in front of me is just amazing.
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I get in careful not to get my dress dirty. He walks up and shuts the door for me. Awe what gentlemen. I watch as he gets in on the other side and he closes the door and then puts the key in the ignition and starts the car.
We drive for 20 minutes in silence. My curiosity gets the best of me and the words just fall from my mouth.
"Where exactly are we going."
"Florida," he says casually.
Wait what?
"We aren't gonna make it in time. That's about a 17-hour drive."
"Brittany. Relax I have a private jet. We're flying."
"Flying. Right. I guess I forgot to mention. I'm scared of flying."
"You'll be fine Gerald is the best."
Assuming Gerald was the pilot I let out a shaky breath. I was worried. Anything could go wrong. We were gonna be in the air. I didn't trust airplanes. After all my parents were killed in an airplane crash. I couldn't do this.
Apparently, Greyson noticed my sudden mood change.
"What's the problem now?" He snapped.
Why was he so mean? I didn't want to tell him but it just slipped out.
"My parents. They died in an airplane crash. So forgive me if I'm a little nervous right now." I say looking out the window.
I feel his hand on my hand and flinched.
"Hey. I'm sorry. I didn't know. I promise nothing is gonna happen. I will be here every second of the flight if you need me."
"Yes, sir."
He pulls into an empty lot with a huge dome. He parks the car and steps out and walks around and opens my door.
I step out and it's a little windy, of course, I'm worried about my hair. I walk closely behind Greyson. He pulls out a tiny remote and pushes a button on the remote and part of the dome slides up and lets us inside. I take a look at the jet in front of us. It's huge. I see an old man walk out from behind and I assume it was Gerald.
"Gerald nice to see you!" He pulls him into a hug and I am shocked.
"Same to you! Now, who is this lovely young lady?"
" Well, this is my new assistant. Her name is Brittany."
He takes my hand and places a gentle kiss on my hand.
"Nice to meet you."
He turns to Greyson "Well we should get this thing up in the air. Shall we?"
He opens the door and stairs fall down and lead up to the entrance. I have never been on a private jet before. I've never even been on a plane before. I just know that I have always dreaded it. I look at Greyson and he mouths that it will all be okay.
As we climb up the stairs and actually enter the jet my jaw drops It's perfect It looks like a rich guys living room.
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"wow."
"Do you like it?"
"It's a lot. I am still scared."
"It will be okay I promise. We can drive home if you want."
"That would be nice." We get into the jet and it takes off. 15 minutes pass and I drift off to sleep.
