I woke up as the car came to a halt. I looked out of the blacked out windows to see lots of paparazzi lurking around the airports entrance waiting to get a picture of us. "Shawn we are here, and our plane takes off in like 1 hour and 30 minutes." I whispered The journey was quite long as their was a bit of traffic so we were running 30 minutes late for the scheduled time but it wouldn't make much of a difference. We headed inside and we were taken from security check up and where we loaded our bags to a private room so we could wait for the jet to prep. Flying made me a little nervous but I didn't want to show my anxiety to anyone so I just sat scrolling through my phone. "You okay, you seem really quite over there?" Shawn spoke. "Oh Yeah I'm fine!" I faked a smile but he saw through it. "Fine... I have a bit of anxiety about flying, it's weird I'm never normally like this I just feel like something is wrong.... I don't know it's probably just me being stupid!" I laugh lightly and stare at the floor. "Hey, hey! It's okay, you don't have to hide your feeling from me, I'm here for you and" he gets cut off my the air hostess "Please follow me the jet is ready." She smiles and we collect our stuff and follow her. "Everything will be okay, I promise" he says with a huge smile on his face. We entered the jet to be greeted with the pilot and the co pilot. "Welcome! Please take a seat anywhere and if you need me I will be at the front of the plane just behind these doors" We were shown into a room in the jet which had all luxury seats and TVs
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"This is amazing!" I say looking around. I take a seat across from Shawn and I place my bags in the seat next to me. While a few of his security and friends sit on the couch. The jet slowly moves towards the runway and it gets ready to take off. My breathing increases it's pace and I start to get hot. I look out the window trying to distract myself. The plane races forward at full speed and we take off. My stomach turns and I feel like im gonna throw up. I grip on tight to the side of my seat but I just can't take it anymore. "I'm just gonna go to the toilet." I tell Shawn and he looks up from his phone screen and gives me a concerned look. " but you went to the toilet before we boarded the plane." He says with confusion but I don't look back and I walk quickly to the toilet. I shut the door behind me and throw up. I ball my eyes out, I just wanna be on the ground. I never act like this, I have flown before and I have always been fine. Soon enough I hear a knock on the door. "One second" I hurry around the right bathroom to wipe away my smudged mascara and to flush the toilet in which I had thrown up. I look at myself in the mirror and take a deep breath. I open the door and i see Shawn. I fake a smile. " are you okay, I though I heard you crying?" He says and my smile quickly fades. "I just, I don't know..... I threw up, and I'm never like this, and I have been on edge ever since we got here. I don't know.... I'm sorry" i huff. "Oh hun, it's okay, you did nothing wrong!" He tells me and pulls me into a tight hug. "Do you feel any better? If you don't I can call for an emergency Landing for and you can be taken to hospital if you feel really ill!" He offers "No I'm fine I feel a lot better now." I think I'm just really nervous" I tell him. He brings me over to our seats and he throws his stuff to what was originally my side and puts his stuff with my stuff so we can sit next to each other. I go to take the seat beside him but he pulls me to sit on his lap instead. I cuddled into him and he kisses the top of my head. I could get used to this. I look up to him and smile. We look out of the window to see the beautiful view.
