Fading Red...

Authors Note! Hey guys! So we are super excited to finally be putting this up! :D Hope you all like it :D And, characters look like this:

Ingrid:Stilababe09(akaMere) http://distilleryimage4.s3.amazonaws.com/5bf94840f22911e18abf22000a1ea01c_6.jpg

Macey: Ariana Grande http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzbeghEDhb1r34vqgo1_400.jpg

Also, if you like what cha read PLEASE comment and like :) It would mean the world to us :D WE EAT FEEDBACK FOR BREAKFAST! haha Alrighty! Lets get onto the story! :D <3

Ingrid's Outfit!!! :D (Made by Leo) http://www.polyvore.com/fading_red_plane_ride/set?id=61655728

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Ingrid's POV~

Someone should write a book about how to make every mistake possible at an airport. Then again, I have just made every mistake possible so, I will be writing that book.... I guess you could say it was something like fate, the broken alarm clock, taxi got a flat tire. Tripped at  Starbucks and managed to fling every possible object on me, halfway down the airport in all surrounding directions.  But hey! That got me on the late flight, which brought you this story. But of course, yours truly got to the late flight late so I must say my entrance to the plane was much less then graceful...

I stumbled onto the plane, my black "nerd" glasses if you may, on the edge of slipping of my face. With a quick sharp nod of my head I flick them onto my face, nearly slapping the pink lipstick right off the flight attendant with my long golden brown hair that has been messily knotted into a fishtail braid and shoved under a navy blue beanie. I walk down the narrow hallway holding my ticket in front of me like an idiot and looking for my seat. I was getting close when a angry passenger stormed down the isle I quickly side stepped into a row of seats trying to avoid the somewhat constipated looking man yelling at the poor woman at the end.  I Start to continue the journey to my seat when the flight attendant 2 says "oh no, Miss. It's all full back there. Sir, do you mind?" I hear a deep smooth, British? Voice behind me "no, not at all. Please" I whirl around to put a face to that voice and, I guess... So does my bag. It flies up and smacks him, hard, in the face. "oh my gosh, I-I am so sorry! I really didn't. Oh my goodness..." He cuts me off "love, really I'm fine" I can already see the red spot appearing from where the hard metal logo of the bag made contact with his smooth tanned skin. Wait! Excuse me, no thinking like that..... I still get one last round of butterflies but I quickly push them down and out my feet before I let it get to me. I take a seat. "Thanks again, and I am really sorry about, um- your face" He laughs, holy crap it sounds like unicorns dancing on cupcakes.... If that made a sound... I smile back about to talk when my phone beeps.

LaceyyMaceyy: Hey! Can't wait to see you! Seven hour flight, good friend you are :)

I smile, Macey was my best friend until she moved two years ago to England where she was originally from. I miss her to pieces and this is the first time I have seen her this year.

GigiPoww: Miss you loads! Wanna see my awesome view of the airport? here ya go :)

I snapped a pic looking through the window, trying to be as un-creepy as possible when I leaned over the stranger next to me. I sent it off and settled in my seat. Macey wrote back instantly.

LaceyyMaceyy: Rawr, who is that!? Crop the photo, bottom left. Shaggy hair green jumper. Yes please! Looks like you won't be so bored on this flight...

Sometimes I wonder about that girl... I was about to write back when the seatbelt signs went on and all electronics were to be shut off.  I followed the rules, popped a piece of gum in my mouth and closed my eyes. Maybe this flight wasn't going to be so bad after all...

I felt a strong tap on my shoulder and looked up to see a snobby looking nurse looking down at me "free beverage Miss?" I blink a few times, "er, water would be great thanks." She opened a cooler and pulled out a mini size water bottle and placed it down on my now opened tray table. "And for you sir?"

"water for me as well thanks" she placed a matching tiny water bottle on his table as well. Then, she reached into a bad and placed two bags of snack somethings I front of us. "Enjoy your flight" and she moved onto the next isle. I look down at the small plastic bag containing our "snack" that is if it is edible at all. It kinda looks like a soggy tortilla chip with a raisin stuck in the middle. Like he was reading my mind he spoke "5 bucks that that isn't a raisin in the middle" I smile at his comment and he smiles back. "alright" I say, "your on" I open the bag and pop a chip into my mouth. A look of disgust crosses his face, then vanishes. He opens his bag and eats one as well. "ha! I was right, it wasn't a raisin. I was a cranberry. 5 dollars please."

I laugh "how about a round of free drinks, on me?"

"Even better"

"okay, but no more eating these chips. They are horrible"

The flight attendant walks by and he  yells to her "Could we please get two sprites here?" the flight attendant curls her lips into a tight smile and walks to the back to get our drinks. I reach into my bag and pull out my iPhone, "excuse me" I reach over the incredibly fit boy and snap a picture of the amazing view.

Liam's POV~

She leans over me I feel the tip of her long braid sway past my knee right below my shorts. I can smell her perfume, she smells like cinnamon and oranges. In a way that smells clean. Not hard and tacky like most of the girls I have dated previously. I breath her in for a moment. Not wanting her to move, I like the way we are connected, our hearts beating at the same pace. Synchronized. I wanted to   slip my large, strong hand into hers and hold onto it. Hold on and never lets go. I wanted her to be mine. Well, thats not going to happen with all this silence say something!

“Sowhereareyouheaded” I manage to blurt out. Nice going, real smooth. 

She just smiles, her beautiful green eyes locking on mine “Visiting a friend, haven’t seen her in over a year. How about you”

“Just visiting some family, I was staying with my Dads family friend in the US for awhile but its time I come home” 

I smile forms on her porcelain skin, “Very cool, I wish I could live in the U.K. sometimes I just want to hope on a plane and never come back” A dark shadow dulls her vibrant green eyes when she speaks these words. But I shake it off, it must just be the lighting. 

“Yeah, maybe so” I say. 

She smiles at me and I awkwardly busy my hands with the zipper on my jeans. Not realizing how INCREDIBLY awkward that is. I had no intention of doing that, what the hell! Oh my god, if she just saw that.... I look up and I am thrilled that she is writing in her notebook instead of looking at me. I glance at my watch 7:30pm. Dinner will be coming around soon..... Hmmm. Hey, would that count as our first date?