Life Isn't A Fairytale

Chapter 36 - Sitting With Dylan

Kassidy's POV-

Once we pass Gateway 9, I hear a wolf whistle and I turn around to face someone I thought I'd never see again. He was here. I turn back around and grip onto Matt's hand.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"Turn around," I whisper.

He turns around and quickly turns back. "He's following us," he yell-whispers.

I swallow the huge lump in my throat. "Why is he here to ruin this..." I say, tears welled in my eyes.

"Psst," someone says from behind me.

I was scared to turn around, but I do anyway.

It was just a fan. "Oh hii!" I say with a smile.

"Hi! Can you sign my jacket for me?" she asks excitedly. She hands me a black sharpie and turns around.

"Is Matt here?" she asks.

I nod and call over Matt. We sign her jacket and she runs off to her parents, after we hugged her. I smile and wave at her parents and they return the gesture. Matt takes my hand and drags me behind him. "Hurry, he's still following us!" he, again, yell-whispers.

We run and catch up to Gianna and Taylor, who are still holding hands and swaying them.

Once we are close enough behind them, I turn around and I can't see him anymore. I take a breath of relief and slow my pace. We finally got to the gate and we took a seat, waiting for us to board. Gianna is leaning her head on Taylor's shoulder and Taylor is holding their hand clump in his lap, rubbing Gianna's knuckles. I throw my head back in the chair and Matt's scrolling through Twitter. I was perfectly calm until I saw him again. "Matt," I whisper. "When are they boarding?"

"In 10 minutes, why?"

I clear my throat and whisper as quietly as possible, "He's back."

He locks his phone and doesn't pay attention.

The guy walks up to me. "Hello Ms. Perez. Did you get my text?"

"Yes I did, Mr. Bryant. Now what do you want?"

"Oh nothing, just taking a trip down your lane is all."

"Aye, watch it, pussy lips," Matt says.

I choke on my spit and burst into laughter.

"Okay, Espinosa wants to play," he says, walking over to Matt.

Matt looks up at him. "Actually no, I'm not gay. If you like to play, there's a liquor store not too far from here and they sell dildo's for 99 cents and lube for a dollar 29."

Dylan's jaw clenches and his fists do too as he walks away.

Everyone laughed a little too loud.

...

We were about an hour away from Bora Bora and this has been thee worst flight ever. Dylan sat on my right and kept staring down my shirt. I scoff.

"C'mon baby, you know you miss me."

I scoff again. "That's the nastiest thing you've said."

He laughs, "I just want you back." I look over at Matthew and he's passed out.

"What do you want from me?"

"A kiss."

I laugh, "Fffffffffuck no."

"Well, I guess I'll ruin your trip the exact same way I ruined your cheap ass flat that you shared with this wanna be."

I slap Dylan without hesitating and turn away from him, looking out the plane window. I kiss Matt's neck softly, leaving a tiny, unnoticable hickey and rest my head on his shoulder.