Accepting Love (A Love Story)

Chapter 3

Date: Sunday, April 15th, 2018
Rose's POV;

  The plane finally landed at L.A.X for the layover flight. Which meant that I would have liked another hour to kill by myself. But during that entire flight, Cameron and I would kind of just talk. Occasionally, his friend would chime in. His name was Eric,(AN: I know that's not Swagger's real name but its the only real name we can use). and he was very nice, but he was also high as fuck during the entire plane ride, I soon found out and his two other friends, Mason and Jay who were also high and made Cameron spill his water on me, sat in front of us and would turn around and annoy Cameron. It was funny, to be honest.

  At the moment I was waiting for Cameron to get up so I could get up and get out of the plane. "C'mon Cameron, move those giraffe legs so I can stretch mine." He looks at me with a smile, "At least I can reach the top shelf." "At least I don't hit every doorway I go through," I shoot back. "Damnnn shots fired," I hear Mason reply. "Mason shut up you fucking autist." I just laugh and wait to be able to get off of the plane.

             *Five Minutes Later*

  Finally, I was off the plane and was able to stretch my legs. At the moment I was still hanging around Cameron, and not really knowing what to do with myself. We were walking to the place where all the food was when I realized I was just kind of following them around. "Oh sorry, I should probably stop following you heh," I say really awkwardly. The boys look at me and they chuckle, there were actually a few more than who I was sitting close too. There was Toby, Ryan, Sam, and Matt as well, who I wasn't really acquainted with so it felt even more awkward than.

  Cameron looks at me with a smile, "I mean I don't mind. We're gonna be going on the same flight again anyways." "I just don't want to intrude," I reply. "I mean I'm fine with it," Eric chimes in. "Yeah, same 'ere cunt. You're kind of cool to hang around," Mason adds. The other boys all nodded and I felt myself get red at the cheeks, but luckily since I was darker skinned you wouldn't be able to tell. "Told you. Now let's get some fuckin food boys. Cause I'm starving." Everyone agrees and we go to the food area.

   I decide to get a hamburger and I honestly I have no clue what the boys got, then it hit me out of no where 'Shit I need to text Will.' I look at the time and it would be about two-thirty there when it's only eleven-thirty in LA. So I just decided to send him a quick text saying that everything is fine and listen to the boys' stories. "Yeah that was so fucked cunt," Mason says laughing. "Well if you wouldn't have thrown the fucking beer bottle on the ground you wouldn't have had that happen to you, you autistic dumbass." "So, Rose right?" I hear someone ask. I look over to see Matt looking at me, it occurred to me very quickly that he was the one who asked the question.

  "Uh yeah. Its Matt right?". He nodded, "So what exactly made you move to Australia?" He asks looking kind of serious. In a weird way, the question caught me off guard so I stuttered a bit, "Oh well, um it's for a job transfer. I work as a crime analysis. and so the company I originally work for thought I could do better by working in a different country". As I looked at Matt I noticed how he doesn't have an accent, kind of like how Eric didn't either. But I also noticed how he was kind of attractive too.

  But he caught me off guard again and said something else, "That's interesting. I have never heard of a crime analyst transferring all the way from New York to Australia." "Oh really? The company I work for kind of does it every year, they'll choose one person who they know works hard and will send them to a different company that could use them," I reply. "Well, that's very cool and I hope that everything goes well for you in Australia." I blush a little again and reply with a 'thank you' and smile.

        *One and a Half hours later*

  We finally got back on the plane so now it was time to go to Australia. This time the seating was, Cameron on the window, me in the middle, and Mason on the isle. Which I already knew was a mistake since he was still high as fuck. And then in front of us was Eric, Matt, and then Jay. And finally in the back was Ryan, Sam, and then Toby.

  Before the plane took off I could hear a voice, a small voice in the back of my head, 'you don't deserve this. why are these people even being nice to you? it's not like they really care.' It made my spine shiver and my heart sink. 'No, not right now. I am not listening or thinking about it right now,' I say to myself. I let out a sigh and Cam looks over at me, "You okay over there?" "Huh? Oh yeah, just uh...getting nervous heh," I reply. He smiles and looks back out the window, by now the plane began to take off. This is gonna be a long flight.

A/N: Ah yes, the nice mental fuck of self-doubt. Don't we all love it? Yeah me neither. But I hope you enjoyed this chapter!