So here I am on a tour bus driving all the way to the airport. I have to catch the very next flight to California if I want to make it by tomorrow. I got off of the tour bus and ran through the streets. I was 10 minutes away from the airport. I needed to make it. I needed to get there for her birthday.
"Excuse me miss" I heard as I was running. I had three more blocks away from the airport. I just brushed it off, they had to be talking to someone else.
"Miss, miss please stop" I heard again from the same voice. I had no time to stop if he was talking to me. I had heels on and this was really risky. I could literally break my neck before reaching the airport.
"Miss stop for one minute" At this point I knew they were talking to me.
"I don't have a minute" I shouted back. Why the hell are these blocks so long. I had one more block till the airport. The next flight is supposed to leave in 5 minutes. I ran like my life depended on it because it does.
"Just turn around" They yelled.
"I cant" I immediately yelled back. I had made it to the airport. I ran through so many people. There was a pardon me or excuse me every few people. I shot to the desk.
"I need a ticket for the plane to Califronia that's leaving like now" I barely got out.
"I'm sorry mam but the plane is leaving now" The lady said.
"No please, I need to get on that plane" I started crying.
"I'm so sorry mam but that plane is already in flight and there were only seats in the very back" The lady said.
"I don't give a fuck where the seat was I just needed it" I cried.
"Why did you need it so bad" The last asked.
"I have to get home before my Daughters birthday" I said.
"Why aren't you home" She asked.
"I am on tour, listen lady I don't have time for twenty questions" I snapped.
"Wait you're Emma Rivera" The lady have me wide eyes.
"Yea, when does the next flight leave" I rushed my words out. They were basically slurred.
"Umm tomorrow at 7 am" She said checking the computer.
"Fuck I can't wait that long" I said crying. I went to grab my phone out of my bag. I couldn't find my bag. Where the hell was my bag.
"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" I cried.
"Looking for this" Someone behind me said. I turned around in one swift motion and saw some guy holding my bag.
"Oh my god thank you" I cried as I grabbed the bag.
"I was trying to catch you before got to the airport" He said.
"Oh my god thank you so much" I said fishing for my phone.
"Hey, why are you crying, don't cry" He said wiping tears off of my cheeks.
"I'm gonna miss my Daughters birthday" I started to cry more just thinking about it.
"Shh, shh, don't cry" He said pulling me into his chest. I was to tired to resist. I just cried onto his chest.
"I can't miss her birthday, I just can't"
"Where are you trying to go" He asked.
"California" I stated.
"I have some business to take care of there, I wasn't going to leave Detroit until tomorrow but if you really need it" He said.
"Wait I can't just leave the city with someone I don't know and how would you get there when the next flight is tomorrow" I asked.
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everytime x Nick Mara
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