Loving A Lie

32. Plane inclination

   'Don't look down Am.',Daniel was trying to calm me down.
'But we are..going to die.', I said frustratedly.
Everyone was allowed to throw tantrums when they were about to die.
'We are just taking off.',Daniel said with ease.

'I don't know. It feels like we are about to die.'

'Am okay listen.'

'My ears are open. Say something fast before we die.'
  ' Firstly we are not dying. Now listen. Close you eyes. Think that you are not in a plane. You are just in a roller coaster with me. Hold my hands and think this will get over as soon as we finish the ride. Ready.'
Strangely enough this helped me calm down because I loved roller coaster. Plus Daniel had held my hands. (And I loved Daniel too.)
  Once we were stably in the sky ,only he let go off my hand.

I could see the fields down below. The lakes like small puddles and rivers snaking through the fields.
The buildings and house looked so minute as of they belonged to the doll houses.
'Wow It's so beautiful up here.',I said.
Once that claustrophobic feeling was over I could take notice of the beauty that was out there to behold.
I looked at my right at Daniel and was struck again by his eyes. They were not only beautiful but also endlessly kind. I realised that sooner or later I had to fell in love with him but definitely it had to happen .
He was just not kind of guy you could avoid. Even if you tried he was bound to make you fall for him.
But what was beyond this? How far was this fate taking me?

 
'You never told me you were scared of plane take offs.',He said amused.
'You never asked.',I said.
He gave me an impish grin.
'Well Daniel. You know I don't have any clothes. Maybe we should had stopped by my house.',I said wondering aloud.
 
It felt very private there with him. Only him and I.
'We could get you new ones once we land.', He said confidently as if he had everything thought out in advance.
  'And tell me why are we going? I mean where are we going is also an intriguing question but first I need to know why?'

'Actually the doctors have suggested you a change of location to minimize the effects of post traumatic stress. Both of us.', suddenly his voice turned business like and he excused me for sometime.
  He walked to the other end of the aircraft and talked something on the phone.
Hey! Phones weren't allowed on aircrafts even!
 
I had an idea.

I switched my phone from airplane mode to normal.
If his phone was allowed so was my phone.
I , however hoped , that this didn't messed with the airplane signal and ended us up like mush.
He had fed his number in my phone.
Look at that dastard.
He had saved his number as ' The neighbour' again.
I hated him.

I frowned at the phone.

Why does he always does this?
More than a reason to trouble him.
He was probably talking something important on the phone.
I dialled him up.
 
He stopped talking and looked at me from his place.
He motioned me.
I turned around and ignored his butt.
Hah.
I could do that again.
He disconnected my call and I watched him redial someone and start talking business again.

  I dialed his number again and I was about to cut the call just then he answered the call.

I was about to turn and show him tongue out when  I heard him say, 'Hello , is this Amanda Roberts speaking?'
His voice was the most seductive voice I may ever hear.
'Absolutely.', I laughed happy that he was playing along.

'I have some business to speak with you.'

'Shoot.'

' You owe me something.'
His voice had turned serious.
 
I glanced at him and he was already looking at me.
He pinned me with his gaze.
I couldn't look away.
'What?', I murmured.
I thought he was about say money.
He slowly walked towards me without disconnecting the call looking straight in my eyes, he sat next to me, all powerful.

'My sleep. I haven't slept properly since I met You.' , He whispered in my ears.
I could hear my heart racing.
I could feel the heat rising in my ears and adrenaline rushing in my veins as I tried to make sense of his words.
I felt the plane incline, just then, towards Daniel just like my heart and my life.