Rose [S.M]

Home is not a place, it's a person

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You know what, here is another chapter.
Feeling happy today because it's almost weekend.

I hope that you are liking the story so far. I probably want to do some type of 'win action' but I will let you know once I have figured that out. 

Have an amazing weekend.
Lots of love.
Xo, M.

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You can learn a lot about someone in 8 hours. I swear, that I feel like I know every single thing about my neighbor, Nathan.

This man talked for hours and hours. And then they say women can talk a lot. I know that his family is from a little town just outside Toronto. That he has 2 brothers and 1 sister (poor girl), that his parents have split when he was 12 years old and that he works as a model around the world. I have never met a person, who can talk about himself for such a long period of time. On one point, I pretended that I had fallen asleep to get some peace and quiet. I couldn't bare it any longer. Luckily, after a little while sleep indeed took over and I indeed got some sleep. I know that it's around 2 o'clock in the middle of the night when we arrive in Toronto so, I can still get some sleep at Shawns place or whenever we are going to sleep.
Maybe he drop me off at a hotel. Who knows. This was one of those spontaneous actions that you don't really think through. We will see how it will turn out.

"You slept for a good couple of hours." Nathan says immediately once I open my eyes. For the love of god human. Give me some time to come back to earth. I hate it when people talk too much when I just woke up. I at least need 10 minutes to be myself again.

"Yes, it's midnight. That is what people do during night time."

"We were talking and suddenly you were fast asleep."

"Oo sorry. Didn't meant to." Thank God that the pilot has started the landing to Toronto airport. I don't know how much longer I can deal with this guy.

"It doesn't matter. Where do you have to go in Toronto? I can drop you off if it's on the way." Even though it's extremely nice of him, it somehow gives me a weird feeling. This guy wants to get too close, too soon.

"That is very nice of you but my friend is already waiting at the airport to pick me up." His face falls for 0.003 seconds but he immediately recovers and starts talking about something I don't even pay attention to.
Please Shawn, please... be on time.

20 minutes later we touch down in Canadian territory. Like always the people in business class can leave the plane first. I try to be quickly as possible to get out of the damn plane before Nathan can catch up with me.

I am half way through the tube as his figure appears next to me.
"You move fast. Are you that excited to see your friend?."

"Yes, I am." I say quickly and fasten my steps through the airport. Because it's 2 in the morning, the airport is rather empty and there is almost no waiting line for passport check.

"I will wait for you. I have a Canadian passport so I don't need to go through the full screening." Nathan says and disappears from my sight.

Shit... passport, different country, visa... fuck I didn't though about that. I don't think that I have a valid Visa to enter Canada. Okay, now I am freaking out. I want to grab my phone to text Shawn but everywhere there a signs that it's absolutely forbidden to have your phone in your hand and I don't want to give them anymore reason to send me back to The Netherlands.

"Next." It feels like I have blinked with my eye and the entire waiting line is gone. Why doesn't it normally go this fast?

"Hi." I say unsurely to the guy of customs, who will check my passport. Internally I am freaking out.