I woke up to the result of being shook. "AJ, AJ, come on wake up"
The voice sounded familiar but I couldn't figure out who it was. I didn't want to wake up, I could feel a strange but comforting warmth I wasn't used to.
"Go away" I groaned.
"Come on, we're here" the voice insisted.
We're here? We're where? Recognition washed over me, we're in Paris. But who's we? I tried to remember what happened before I fell asleep, I couldn't remember much but I remembered that I fell asleep next to Eric.
Eric!
My eyes shot open and I saw his face hovering over mine, his hands were on my shoulders shaking me slightly. It took a second for me to realize I had my head in his lap. I shot up from the position I was in. my heart beat picking up speed. A blush made its way onto my face. I looked at him and he smirked.
"I- I'm sorry, I- I didn't mean to-"
"It's okay; it's not every day you find a sexy supermodel's head in your lap" he said cutting me off, a smirk on his lips. I panicked. What if I snored? Or talked in my sleep? Or tried to sleep walk? What if I did all three? What if he....
"You didn't try anything did you?" I asked, frightened of the answer.
He began laughing "You....hahaha.....think......I would.....hahahaha....try anything.....on you......hahaha.......in a plane full.....of people?" he managed through fits of laughter.
I felt my face grow hot and I mentally slapped myself. Of course he wouldn't try anything around people but did that mean....
"So you're saying if there weren't people around you would?" I asked horrified. Could I trust this guy?
"Yup" he said popping the p.
"What?!" my mouth dropped to the ground. This guy was a pervert, I couldn't trust him.
He stared at my horrified expression then began laughing again. "Your........face......hahaha.......was priceless!"
I was surprised he didn't die from all the laughing he did. A scowl appeared on my face and I glared at him.
"What?" he asked trying to keep a straight face. At this point there were barely any people left on the plane.
"It's not funny! I'm serious, how am I supposed to know if I can trust you or not? What if you're some rapist, looking for innocent people to feed on? I snapped.
"You make me sound like some vampire or something"
"Well I wouldn't be surprised if you were"
He sighed and met my gaze, his blue eyes piercing into mine. "Do you honestly think I would try anything on you?" he said in a serious tone.
"I- I um..." I couldn't find anything to say. My face grew hotter and hotter by the minute.
He sighed again. "You know, you really got to learn to trust people. I wouldn't try anything, look I may make perverted comments but that doesn't mean I force myself on people, I mean why would I? They all come begging on their knees" he said smirking.
"You're so full of yourself, you know that?"
"I take it as a compliment"
Didn't he just say anyone? Did that mean.....
A smirk appeared on my face "You know Eric, you said anyone, does that mean you're bi?" I teased.
"What? No! I meant as in- you know what I meant" he flustered.
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The Undercover Model
Teen FictionWhen your a nerd nobody really looks at you, so what happens when a supermodel takes that advantage in highschool so no one will recognize her? Amy Sanders is your typical teenager except for the fact that she lives two lives. How will she cope? And...