Chapter 3 - Gwen's POV

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We finally manage to get on the plane, and to be absolutely honest I really couldn't be happier. I am getting married in a year, I am attending Oxford, and Im moving to England with the one I love. But I'm also just like, really tired. I just lean onto Peter's shoulder, and he puts his arm around me, like he always does. His warmth is comforting. I would kiss him, but I don't think the guy next to us would find it very pleasant to find two young people making out beside him. Nor would the other people on the plane.

I and Peter spent most of the flight sleeping. I wake up to a 'ding!' and a woman saying "We will be landing in London in 15 minutes." The urge to kiss Peter takes over, and I kiss his cheek to wake him up. He doesn't wake. He looks so cute when he's sleeping. I don't want to wake him. He just looks so good. I decide just to stare at him for a few minutes. Peter wakes up in an instant. He sees me staring dreamily at him.

"You look pretty hot when you're sleeping." I whisper, so that the man bedside us wont hear. He smiles cheekily. "Yeah. It's an effect of the radioactive spiders." He whispers into my ear. His hand reaches across my back to my other side. He leans on towards me. I can feel his warm breath, that smells purely of spearmint. Our lips just touch, but we don't kiss, as we are shaken by a mass amount of turbulence. "What the?" I say. "I know right! Why do people keep breaking up our kissing moments?" Peter shouts.

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