"Bro trust me I understand it " he says as we stand in line to bored the plane as they check people's bags. "Ok then tell me what's going on in the movie"
"It's simple the house is fucking haunted as shit and she can't leave because she's on house arrest so bottom line is she's fucked" he said running his hands together.
"You are so wrong" I state pushing on his back to keep him moving in the line. "There is someone living in her house with her how do you explain the missing food and the hole in her kitchen cabinets" I look at him sideways
"Mice duh" he laughed walking onto the plane. "Some big ass mice noen to take cans of food oh wait how are you gonna explain the phone being in the closet and the holes in her room"
"Mice do that stuff " he sits down fixing his cat pillow. "That also means it fucks up your ghost Theory" I state leaning back.
He lays his hand on my upper thigh "I like your shorts" he says rubbing his finger across the silky material. "Do you have like paparazzi that follows you" I ask as I take his hand away from my thigh trying to change the subject.
"A little I only really have some because I model....unless you wanna count my fans" he looks out the window. I don't respond I just put in my headphones and close my eyes.
"You look nice today I forgot to tell you........ sorry I talk to much" he tells me as he places back my headphone he had taken out to tell me. "It's ok thank you" I smile slowly falling asleep
" I'll have Pepsi then" I hear as my eyes open . I'm leaned up on his shoulder. His jacket on my legs to use as a blanket. "We are about to land" he looked at me licked his finger and wiped what I'm guessing is mascara from under my eye
"Sorry that's a mom thing" he laughed looking down. I just look at him see his prettiness. "What" he said turning to me "I'm looking at you" I say not caring "why" he looks at me sideways laughing "very iconic" is all I say
