It's Complicated

Flight Freakouts and Fancy Hotels

We rush into the plane with only 30 seconds to spare. "All boarding Flight 469 please board now." A voice said throughout the airport. We were the last people to board. I shove my carry-on into the compartment and plopped into the seat. Oliver did the same. I have always been scared to fly. It's my biggest fear and I won't get over it. I shake out a sleeping pill and right before I put it in my mouth an attendant stopped me.
"Ma'am you can't take that." The flight attendant said gently.
"P-please? You-you see I c-ca-can't handle flying. I- I have to t-take this un-unless you-you wa-wa-want me to have an-an anxiety attack." I stutter.
"Can I offer you anything? A drink? Soda? Crackers?" She offered politely.
"I- I would like-like t-to take my p-pill!" I raise my voice.
"Ma'am I am afraid that may not happen."
"Gaia, please. Let's calm down. Calm." Oliver turns to the flight attendant,"2 beers please?" The attendant nods and clicks down the aisle to help others.
"Gaia please calm down." Oliver pleads. I lean against my blue seat as the planes gets faster and faster just like my heart. After a few jerky patches we are in flight. I take short shallow breaths as I cling to Oliver's arm for dear life. The attendant comes back with our drinks and offers us anything else. Oliver politely declines and rubs my back until the seat belt light turns off.
"Gaia, we are perfectly safe."
I jerk open the pills and swallow one. Oliver stares at me.
"Why did you do that?"
"I-I'm s-so nervous." I shake. Oliver sighs and wraps an arm around me. I cuddle up and soon drift into sleep.
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"Gaia!" I am shaken awake by Oliver and the stupid flight attendant.
"Oh! What? I am so sorry! Have we landed?" I sit up.
"Yes we have... Half an hour ago." The flight attendant said furiously.
"Oh! I guess we will be on our way!" I give her a sheepish smile,"Thanks." I step over Oliver and bump myself into the attendant to push her out of my way.
"Let's go Oliver." I yank our carry-ons out of the compartment. Oliver follows. I turn and say to the attendant,"You will be hearing of a complaint." I spin on my heel and exit the now empty plane. We grab our luggage and walk to the exit of the crowded airport of Hollywood. It took about ten minutes to hail a cab. I climb in on the right, Oliver on the left. Oliver gives the directions to the driver and we are on our way. We pull up to a hotel called,"The Stars Hotel". Oliver pays the driver and unloads our things. I walk around the lobby. Marble floors, leather couches, fountains, long tall windows, high ceiling, and my favorite part, the chandelier.
"Nice isn't it?" Oliver walks up to me.
"This must of cost a fortune!" I gasp. All he does is reply with a low laugh.
"Come on, I think you will like the room better." Oliver smiles. We take the elevator up and up. Ding! Oliver leads me off the elevator and takes me to the room. The room said,"Presidential Suite For: Oliver and Gaia". Oliver opens the doors. A little living area with: one small black leather couch with matching recliners and a coffee table. There even was a small kitchen too! Even in the fridge there was soda and snacks. There was two bedrooms. Oliver and I used one room to set our things in and the other to sleep. The outside window was the entire wall that looked out to Hollywood and even the Hollywood sign! I gasped and hugged Oliver.
"You are the very best!" I squeeze him. He laughs.
"Wanna go see the pool?" Oliver offers.
"Ok." I smile. You key think that the pool my be indoors and downstairs right? Well this time Oliver pressed the "Up" button. We went up one floor and there was the work out, and the coffee area. A door leads to the roof. And on the roof was a long pool. There were little areas where you can barbecue and dine next to the pool. The pool is set like a beach. From 1 inch to 10 ft. The chairs right in front of the pool so guests can sun bathe next to the pool. No body was up here because it was 10 in the morning. Oliver leads me downstairs.
"How did you afford this?" I ask in astonishment.
"Leonardo DiCaprio helped me find a place and payed." Oliver explained.
"And how do you know him?" As we sit in the living area.
"Childhood friend." Oliver smiled.
"We need to get him a gift- a thank you gift." I pet the couch. The cool leather is so smooth.
"Thank you." I whisper.
"For what?"
"For being the best boyfriend and doing this for me." I smile looking at my feet.
"No thank you for making my dreams come true." Oliver says reaching across the coffee table to hold me hand.
"What was your dream?" I question.
"To meet you."
"Oliver, I love you." I whisper.
"I love you too. We better get ready for Part 1 of the party."
"Part 1?" I say confused.
"It's 3 days of partying!" Oliver said with excitement.
"Wow... I only have one dress." I say.
"That's why Leonardo gave us 50,000 dollars to buy you 2 dresses."
"Oh my god! 50k? He's crazy!" I gasp.
"He's not crazy! He's just rich! Come on let's get ready for the party." Oliver laughs.
We both stand and leave to go change.
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I hate wattpad right now! I had like half the story and it like deleted it all! I'm so sorry if it's short! Ugh wattpad! What can you do? *sigh* nothing. Lol that's ok. Not he most exciting chapter but trust me this gets more exciting in the next 1-2 chapters! Look out for the next update! Please comment and vote! Please share this story with your friends!
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-L