Her body covered in small meaningless tattoos, dark black hair draping messily across her charcoal lined eyes, a cigarette hanging from her lips, lining her impure lungs with more tar.
Love.
Love is what he felt for the delinquent girl.
Strangely...
"So you're telling me that I have just spent 7 hours, 7 fucking hours! On a plane from Staten Island to LA and when I get here you have the audacity to not sort me out someone to pick me up?!" I practically scream down the phone at my idiot of a brother, Jeff. "Big brother of the year award goes to..."
"Shut up moaning Georgia! I literally paid for your 7 hour flight, I'll get someone to pick you up! Just give me an hour tops." I hear his stupid voice hassle me.
"Jeff, you are so lucky that this airport has a Starbucks or you would have faced some consequences." I say and end the call.
I head back inside to the Small coffee shop situated in the corner of a glass wall.
"Venti Iced Caffè Americano, thanks." I say to Barista, then give her my name and go to the waiting area.
"Jordan!" The guy shouts out with funnily enough my drink.
Happens every single time!
I grab my drink and head outside for a cig.
As I stand leaning against the exit, the cold-almost-night air brushes again my skin that is exposed by the rips in my jeans.
I watch as the most beautiful white car drives up in front of me, I can't imagine the people who are about to get in it, probably rich, carry Gucci duffle-bags and strutting is red bottom heels.
My phone pings in my hand, and I read Jeff's text as I take a long drag from cigarette.
Jeffie boy
David's picking u up, he has a massive white Tesla, it's not hard to miss lol also vlog with him, he needs footage for his next video and it's kinda the only way he'll pick you up :) xxx
And that's when the window to the amazing car right in front of me opened to reveal the pretty damn hot David on the other side.
"Georgia, right?" He asks as he pushes his hand through his lushes brown locks.
I gulp, but it's just my luck as I begin to choke on the smoke I forgot to puff out.
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*davids p.o.v*
Jeff Wittek
Bro, can u pick my little sister up from the airport? Kinda stranded her there cuz I forgot and she doesn't like uber, she thinks they'll kidnap her or some dumb shit lol
Yeh, totally. Only if she'll vlog with me or doesn't mind me recording cuz I literally have no footage.
I've got it don't worry, also her name is Georgia, this is her,
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and she's at LAX, I'll give u her number in case she inside.
Okay cool, I'll take her to my house and u can pick her up when u finish work.
I drove as fast as I could to LAX. I felt bad that she had just landed alone in a city I'm pretty sure she had never been to before.
As I drive up to the pick up point, I saw her stood with a cigarette in one hand and a large drink in the other, she sat upon her black suitcase with her backpack between her chunky leather boots.
Her eyes lit up as she watch my car drive up in front of her. She then placed her cigarette between her lips and grabbed her phone out her pocket, reading whatever the screen said.
She glanced back up as I rolled my window down.
"Georgia, right?" I asked, brushing my fingers through my hair as I became nervous at the sight of the tall, pretty woman that stood before me.
She sort of stared at me for a moment, before coughing out clouds of white smoke. Her hand, which held her cup, quickly flung to her face, taking large sips of the beige colour beverage.
I got out my car quickly to assist the choking hazard. I took the cigarette from her fingers, dropped it to the floor and put it out.
"Hey! That was my last one." She croaked when she caught her breath back.
I ignored her remark, and took the suitcase she had stood up from and her backpack from the floor.
Her hand quickly flew to what I thought was her backpack and grabbed it from my hands.
To my surprise it was a small, sleeping baby in a carrier, snuggled up in blankets, a tiny grey hat upon its head and a pacifier with an elephant doodle on top.
"Oh." I said out of surprise. "Jeff said I was only picking up one person, but I don't mind, babies are amazing." I smile, invade I scared her with the shocked look on my face.
"Jeff doesn't know he has a nephew just yet, I was gonna surprise him." She laughed. "Sorry for snatching him out your hands, he only fell asleep about twenty minutes ago."
"I'll carry all your stuff and you can put him in the car." I say pressing on my keys and she watches in awe as the door floats upwards.
She then wonders over and places her son in my back seat, clipping every button and wrapping the seatbelt around it, she then tugs on the carrier to check it is safe and wouldn't move before kissing him on the forehead, closing the door and getting in the front.
She made herself at home in my car, her coffee took up my cup holder, her elbow took up my arm rest and her feet only wore socks.
I didn't get annoyed by anything she was doing, she was agitated because of her brother and not only that but she was tired from her flight here and caring for what looks like newborn as she did so.
I learnt his name was Noah and he was the result of her boyfriend, who soon became and ex after she found him cheating the night she found out she was pregnant.
She also told me that she was pro-choice but couldn't take the abortion route because she felt a connection instantly and the day he was born was the greatest day of her life, she won custody of Noah and she's glad he won't have to meet his ass of a father.
About twenty minutes into the journey, we got stuck in the traffic of LAs rush hour.
"Wanna help me make some vlog footage?" I asked pulling the camera out from behind my chair. "We are gonna be here a while."
