Spotlight H.S.

The airport

Emmersyn's POV
"Emmersyn Rose-way". The words leave his lips lighter than I could have ever dreamed. I turn to face the beautiful boy in front of me. He had the most beautiful tousled curls that look like they've been kissed by ocean water, the most oddly beautiful coffee colored eyes that have been splattered with the deepest green specks, cheeks with a multitude of freckles, and a killer smile. I stare at him for what seems like seconds for me, but in reality it is minutes that passed.
" Hey are you alright?" He asks  scratching the back of his neck breaking the silence.
I don't respond I just grab my rolling suitcase and begin to walk straight. 
" Hey, where are you going? Slow down?" He pants running after me his beautiful brown curls bouncing recklessly.
He reaches me seeing as I've only made it like ten yards, grabbing my forearm with his beautiful long and thin hands slightly squeezing and then releasing.
"Oh yea I'm good just eager to leave this godforsaken place." I say nervously looking at the ground waiting for him to begin moving. 
He reaches for my suitcase and begins walking towards the automatic glass doors. Once outside the airport, the air was warm and humid holding all the moisture possible. Oliver's car was may I say sexy, a black Jeep Wrangler with matte black trimming. He unlocks the car opens my door and walks to the trunk. I slowly got into the leather seat nervous to be in the same space as the boy I had been talking to for two months. His car smelled of nicotine and mint so faintly that only the child of a smoker or a smoker themselves would be able to pick up on it. He slides in to his car and starts the ignition, before he pulls into the road he plays my favorite song, Joanne by Lady Gaga. I am suddenly comfortable with him and begin to sing along to the meaningful melodies. I look over after finally gaining the courage and see him smiling eyes focused on the road ahead, and with that I become bashful and blush at the fact that he truly cares. Once the song dies down, he turns the volume to an almost inaudible whisper and reaches over the center console to where my hand is resting and I meet him halfway intertwining our hands.
"I can't believe that after all this time the girl who was on an exchange education, and didn't seem real is here." He says breathing as if a weight had been brought off his shoulders.
"I know exactly how you feel, the photos and FaceTimes don't even compare." I say still in shock of how inaccurately a screen can convey a person's features.
We ride in a comfortable silence until we reach the sign announcing, "entering Santa Monica" .
" Do you mind if we pick up my sister at the pier mall, before I drop you off at your house?" He asks worried and annoyed he has to pick her up in the first place.
AN: From now on the book will switch between Emmersyn and Hadley
Sxx or as some of you know me Emmersyn XX