Elle's POV
Watching New York from the plane was amazing. The city was really BIG. The buildings were really tall and everything looked so beautiful! Yay! I can't help it. Im just so exited. I might be passing up my new house right now. This is so intriguing. I look at the boy at my right, he looks up from his cellphone to me too with his -so perfect- blue eyes and smirks at me. I can't help but smirk back.
-Your first time in the big city,uh?
-Yes. Is it that obvious?
-You don't have to be embarrased. I personally find it cute.-I smile. He is definitely flirting with me. Im surely blushing like a tomato.
-Im Zeke.
-Juliet.- I found myself saying. Then I look down at my favourite book, witch I was reading for like the thousand time now "Romeo and Juliet" and realize how stupid my fake name idea was. I wasnt surprised of my lie. Im very used to push boys away, always, since... When I remember it I get kind of out of air. Zeke looks at me. He looks really worried.
-You OK?
-Yeah. I just got to go to the bathroom. Excuse me.-When I finally get to the bathroom I break. Again. It just seem too much. I don't think I will ever get over it. But after trying to kill myself all those times and going to rehab and all that stuff I saw thats there is something that still worths fighting for...Future. Cause life goes on and you have to go on too or you will be left behind. I don't wanna be left behind so I guess its fighting then. For my mother. For my father. For Emily. I broke again. I remembered Emily and that little smile of hers. The way she called me "Elliee!!!" and asked me to play with her and how I always went and put her up and she ll say: "Im flying. Im an angel, Ellie. Im an angel" happily with a smile that covered all her face. Someone knocked the door. "Juliet you all right?" Zeke asked, concerned all over her voice. I tryed to pull an "Yes" out of my lips but couldn't get it, instead, I decided to open the door and nod, of course looking down. It didn't work, he took my chin and made me look up to his eyes. His beautiful eyes.
-Its over. Whatever made you feel bad. Im here for you, kay?
-Thank you.-And as I finished saying that I felt dizzy, I turned back to the bathroom and throw up in the toilet. I felt someone picking my ponytail and putting it up. Then I felt his hand touch my back. He was so sweet. I stopped throwing. He gave me a towel and a glass of fresh water.
-Better?-He said. His voice sounding super sexy throw my ear. Then the memories start again. I start throwing up again...And there is all the plane food. Great. Simply great. After what seemed like hours of making a complete fool of myself in front of the super sexy, caring boy in front of me, we landed.
-Here's my number. Call me whenever you wanna meet. It was nice meeting you.-He said, flirting again.
-Even when I almost throw up and ruin your new shoes?.-I asked, surprised noticing the super stylish shoes he was wearing and the spot I throw on them and that he didn't even mention that. He just rolled his eyes at my comment. My gosh! Are all New York boys like this?
-Thank you for the towel and the hoody-I said looking down at his clothes now on me.-I will give them back to you I promise.
-Nah. They look really cute on you.-Blush again. I turned all bitchy now.
-Well I'll consider calling you then. I don't owe you anything now.-I said. He stayed. Still not believed what have comed out of my mouth. I have already got used to the bitchy me so it wasn't big deal. Always, when a boy tried to be nice to me I just pushed him away, it was like a shelf for my feelings. I think that if I don't get attached I don't suffer and its been working this far.
I went down the plane. Ready for the new start. Or maybe finishing cause I think I actually passed off for like 40 seconds before I react to the super-hot guy standing in front of me with this paper saying: Elle. The plane was small so... How many Elle's could there be? I walked towards the boy with the paper and asked:
-To the Adam's?- I asked
-Yeah- He said checking me out from head to toes, stopping in my inexistents boobs. I blushed.
-Asshole- I mustered.
-I heard that- He said.
-I correct myself saying you asshole is an insult to anyone ever called asshole. So I just won't say anything. No insult is enough.
-Awwww I left you speechless already.
-Yeah sure. So how are we going to...em... are you any familiar with Jenny Adams?
-She is my mum.- I almost pass out when he said that if he really is Aunt Jenny's son and is still under age that would mean I will be living with him until I become 18. That's almost a year. With the asshole. But I was also relieved Jenny haven't told him anything about my past I mean if she had then he would treat me like a sick puppy or something like that, wouldn't he?
-Hello. Planet Earth calling Elle.- Okay so I almost have a heart attack when he said my name. It just sounded so right in his mouth. Stupid asshole.
-What?
-Mum said yopu were intelligent but you were just going in the car with a complete unknown person to you.
-Well I wasn't going in the car with you plus you are just 18 and a bit skinny and I know karate so I'm not afraid of you. And you make a wrong move and the police officer over there will catch you.
-Wait...How did you know I am 18?
-There's no one else here and you mention a car so I just assumed it.
-Creepy.- I just rolled my eyes at his comment.
-So would you mind telling me where is your car?
-This way.
