Our Secret Dream

Jetting Off To Vegas!

Bryan and I stay sat inside the car while the others rush out and grab the bags from the trunk. They all goof and bounce around outside in excitement, they remind me so much of tiger with the energy they all have this early in the morning. I watch them through the window while they hand over our bags to the airplane staff. Tyler has now jumped onto Chris's back while they all mess around.

'Come on baby, we need to get on that plane' I speak as I climb out of the car. Dom and Tristan are making there way up the stairs to the plane while Chris and Tyler are goofing around waiting for us. Tyler is standing beside Chris now teasing him about something. Before I know it Chris has pulled Tyler into a head lock and they are pissing about beside the planes steps. Tyler struggles to break free while Chris is taking the piss out of him but shouting 'Who's the bottom now, bitch' in his ear. 

I smile and turn around to the car, Bryan is leaning against the hood watching us all. The smile on his face making my heart swell even more - why did he have to be so perfect. I lean over the opposite side of the hood and whisper 'You coming bubs? Or did you not want to come to Vegas!' I smirk at him while I watch him walk around the car to me. His stance has changed and the way he is walking is more like he is hunting and I am his pray. He stops just in front of me his arms wrapping around my waist pushing my back against the hood of the car. I look up at him captured by his eyes. 'I thought we were going to keep things small this year kitten?' He asks amused. I tilt my head to the side and upwards to look deeper into his eyes. His voice was both amused and intrigued all at once, thankfully he wasn't annoyed with me. 

Skylar: Baby, It's your 22nd birthday you deserve to be spoilt. Plus, its the first birthday I get to celebrate with you as your girlfriend so you have to be insane if you thought I wasn't going to make a huge deal out of this. 

Bryan: I don't need to be spoilt baby. I have everything I could want. Great friends, incredible family, success, happiness and most importantly I have you. 

Skylar: So, just let me show you just how much you mean to all of us. You birth into this world means so much not only to all of us but to your fans too. I love you baby and sometimes I'm going to go rogue to show you just how much. Besides why have all this money if I can't spend it on those I love. 

Bryan: I love you, even when your acting like a brat. 

I laugh and kiss his lips. Before he can deepen it and get too carried away I turn and escape his grasp and make a run for it. I pass Chris and Tyler laughing, I rush up the steps to the plane taking them two at a time. I can hear the boys running behind me, I already know its Chris and Tyler from their laughs. 

Once on the plane I head towards the back and sit down on the double seater chair. A few moments pass and then Chris, Tyler and Bryan enter the cabin taking their seats. Bryan walks to the back and joins me. A huge smile on his face. He straps us both in, double checking that its secure. Once he's happy and content with the straps he wraps his one arm around my back pulling me in close to his chest, while the other takes my hand in his. I lean into him and rest my head on his shoulder. I let my eyes drift around the cabin and watch all the boys joke around and tease each other. 

Around ten minutes later the jets engines roar to life and we start making our way towards the runaway. We remain stationary for a few minutes before the jet starts running down the runway gathering speed and then we take off into the sky. We continue to gather height for a while before the jet levels out and the seatbelt lights do off. Letting us all know that it is safe to unbuckle and move around the cabin. I wonder what fun we can all get up to during the hour flight.