As I am running through my place I can't seem to find my charger anywhere. It is always in my bedroom and now it is no where to be found. I have almost everything packed but that. Scarlett will arrive with her mum in 10 minutes so she can drive us to the airport. I need to finish packing as soon as possible. I packed for three days but because of my pantsuit I chose the bigger luggage so it doesn't get wrinkled. I out the last thing in and finally find my charger on the living room floor. I just need to get changed and that'll be it.

A knock on the door frightens me. I go to answer and there is only Scarlett standing there.

"Are you ready?" she asks

"I just need to get changed, come in." she nods

I run back to my room and find me some black pair of jeans. On the top I put on a white short sleeve shirt and top it all off with a zip up hoodie. I put perfume as a neccesity and slip some sweets into my bag that I'll carry into the plane.

"Hey, I'm ready." I say putting my watch onto my hand.

"Okay, let's go." she says and takes my luggage out of mu hands. I don't bother with her and carry my black backpack instead. We get outside and she tells me to sit in the front with her mother. I nod my head and get inside after putting my suitcase into her trunk.

"Hello Ms Johansson how are you?" I say

"Hi there Lena, I'm good how about you?"

"I'm alright."

"Well I'm tired" hear Rose say

"We've talked about this honey, you can sleep on the flight all you want." Scarlett says.

The car goes silent and it is kinda awkward. Like every one of us wants to say something but is too scared. I get that. I want to sometimes kiss the life our of Scarlett but that doesn't mean I necessarily should do it.

We arrive to the airport and get inside. I am pushing my suitcase and Rose's while Scarlett is holding Rose's hand in one hand and her suitcase in the other. We soon enough get to security. They make me take off my hoodie and my watch. They pat me down and then let me go. It turns out I was checked for some time because the both of them were waiting up for me.

We are here right on time. The flight attendant tells us we can board right away and get comfy. I nod at that and guide the two od them outside with me. I booked a first class ticket so no one can disturb us but also so that Rose can sleep through the whole flight. That was Scarlett's idea.

We get settled and I take out my headphones and my book. I have six hours to basically to do anything so that will do. The three of us have seats that are right next to each other so we all feel a bit safer than normally. I buckle my seatbelt and the plane takes off. Once we are instructed we can walk freely I take it off and get comfortable. I put on my headphones and take my book into my hands. Ten pages in a feel a tap on my shoulder. I take off one of my headphones and turn to see a flight attendant offering rosé. I kindly decline and go back to my reading.

Two hours in I take off my headphones and get up to stretch. I go to check on Rose and see that she's asleep. I guess that she really was tired. I go to check on Scarlett and see that she is not in her seat. She probably went to the bathroom. Just seconds after I see her coming from the direction on the bathroom red like a tomato.

"Hey everything okay?" I ask

"Nothing, just a random guy saw my vagina in the bathroom." she says sitting down.

"What?"I ask

"Yes you heard it right."

"Wait how does that even happen?" I ask her again

"Well I was on the toilet and went to grab the toilet paper behind me when the door just flew open. I guess I forgot to lock the door."

"What happened then?"

"I screamed, as one person does, he stared for a few seconds and left. I feel so embarrassed." she says with her head in her hands. I crouch next to her

"Hey, that sort of thing can happen to anyone." I comfort her.

"I know. I just feel embarrassed because I screamed." she says

I put my hand on her thigh and sit down next to her legs. I rub circles there and she just looks at me like she never did once before. Maybe she's just tired. I lean my back onto the seat and sit next to her for a bit. There isn't enough room for the both of us on the seat so I would rather sit on the floor. She puts her hand into my hair and we sit there in silence. It's calming how her fingers move in my hair. I could fall asleep like this. Turbulence strikes and I tumble over in front of me. That earns a laugh out of Scarlett.

"Are you okay?" she asks between laughter

"Yeah, I just relaxed my muscles here." I said getting up.

"Where are you going?" She asks

"Back to my book. I don't want to roll down the hallway next time." she laughs at that

"How about I join you?" she says

"In what?" I ask

"In reading your book. You can fill me in and then proceed to read." she says

"How are we both going to read at the same time?" I ask confused

"Simple, you're going to read to me. I'll sit next to your legs and rest on the window. That way I won't roll off like you." she says

"Aren't you tired?" I ask

"Yeah, but I'll sleep in the hotel."

"Fine, bring a blanket and join me." I say and walk to my seat.

In a few minutes she comes carrying a grey blanket. I sit on the seat with my legs crossed underneath me so she has space on the floor. I already put a blanket for her to sit on so it isn't too hard on her bum. I hand her a neck pillow and she gets comfortable.

I fill her in on the last 100 pages I've read and basically just the introduction. She listens carefully and nods every now and then.

"Now read please." she says

I put my legs down seeing that she has more than enough space for herself and open the book again. I read quietly to her so we don't disturb anyone thats sitting close to us. I can feel her eyes on me as I read and I just use that as my fuel to keep going. Her intense stare makes my skin hot so reading really distracts my mind from that. I clear my throat and drink some water as I was getting dry mouth from reading out loud. I glance at her and she's playing with my necklace as she waits for me to continue. She touches my leg now and then and rests her arms on my knees. I don't mind it, in fact I love it. I want to put her in my lap and read to her. This novel that I am reading is actually The Picture of Dorian Grey. The last time I've read this book was back in high school when I had to do a book report on it.

I hated it then but as I am reading it now I'm starting to like it. The two of us spend another two hours enjoying this book. We switched seats and positions because I didn't want her to be sitting there for that long. She likes listening someone read. She told me she's not big on reading so she listens to audio books. Guess I'm a free audio book. I finish the book and I look up to her to see a weird expression on her face.

"So wait he just died?" she says

"Yes, when he stabbed the painting he also stabbed himself. Looking at it he killed the ugly version of him. The person who killed for power. Oscar Wilde really did his best on this novel." I say closing the book.

"I'm just surprised I've never heard of it before. The style it was written in is very easy to understand but also it is not too simple." Scarlett says crossing her legs

"I agree."

"You should try filming audio books. You have a very calming voice. If I wasn't so interested in the content of the book I would've fallen asleep."

"I don't know. I don't want a passion of mine to turn into a job I'll dread sooner or later. However, thank you for saying that." I say

"No problem, how much do we have until landing?"

I turn on the monitor and it says the estimated time is one hour and thirty minutes.

"Do you have any more books?" she says

"I have one left but we don't have the time for that right now." I tell her.

"Have you even been to La?" she asks adjusting her legs that are right next to me. Did she really choose to wear shorts now?

"Not really, I heard stories of it." I say

"Excuse me, would you two like a glass of wine?" a different flight attendant asks.

"Sure why not" she says taking a glass of red wine.

"What about you miss?" she says referring to me.

"I'll have a glass" I can handle my alcohol pretty well. Being raised in England I learned to drink in high school. Besides, my family had a vinyard so I know what good wine tastes like. We didn't make it in England though. It was back in Spain in our other house. They would send out our wine and package it there. I remember my dad also used to collect wine and keep it in his massive wine cellar that is basically underground.

I take the glass and she leaves. I spin it around giving it a whiff and take a sip shortly after. La Premiere, as expected. I don't like it that much but it's okay I guess.

"Don't tell you know about wine?" She says looking at me in awe.

"My family did have a vinyard." I say laughing

"I swear, you're like a pandora's box. I never know what to expect from you."

"I'll take that as a compliment." I say

"Test mine and see if they poured us wine from the same bottle" she says handing me her glass.

I spin it around and take a whiff. Sipping it I realise it is more acidic than mine. It is definitely Alsace.

"Here take mine, they gave you the cheap shit." I say

"Well what kind is it?"

"It's Alsace. Basically my least favourite wine ever." I say and get up to put it away. She looks at me and holds the glass tight in her hands.

"Whats on your mind right now?" I ask

"Just thinking about how I've never met anyone like you."

"Would it be lame if I agreed and said the same about you?" I ask

"Extremely." she says chuckling.

"Well you're something special too." I say looking down to her silky looking legs.

"Oh my god I never returned your necklace. Why didn't you tell me?" she says all of a sudden. I put her blanket on me kind of getting cold.

"Keep it. It looks better on you anyways." I say leaning on the wall underneath the window.

"I can't this could have been a gift." she says

"It wasn't I bought it myself." I lie. Of course I'm not going to tell her I got that necklace from my mum for my 18th birthday.

"Put it back on. I'm not taking it back." I say when I see Scarlett with the necklace in hand.

She tries to put it back on but fails a few times. I get up and stand in front of her. I reach behind her head and move her hair to the side. As I'm about to clip it turbulence strikes again and this time she tumbles into me. Her hands go to stop her but she still bumps her head into my stomach. I laugh at that and she looks embarrassed and looks up at me red. Her hands remain on my thighs gripping them for balance. I slip the necklace and stay in that position just looking at her face.

"Are you alright?" I ask

"Yeah, just hit my head on your stomach. How is it that hard?" she says

In all honesty I clenched my muscles when I felt the turbulence because I didn't want to fall on top of her. So she might have hit her head when I was doing that.

"Maybe because I'm completely ripped underneath this shirt?" I say joking around.

"Or maybe you just have a flat stomach and great abs." she says

"I rather have a very toned stomach and not a flat one. Thank you very much."

"Can I see your abs?"

"Why would you want to do that?" I ask

"I've seen them before."

"Yeah and..?" I say

"I would like to set them up close." she says .

"There isn't much to see but sure." I say unzipping my hoodie and raising my t shirt.

Eyes go big and I step back and hold my t shirt up for her to see.

"Can you flex them for me?" she asks I nod and do as she says.

"Am I allowed to touch them?" she asks I nod again and in almost a second her hand comes in contact with my stomach. I feel butterflies on places her cold fingers touch and I almost melt. My heart speeds up and I have a fear that she can feel it. She looks up at me and smiles.

"You're blushing." she says

"No I'm not." I say putting down my shirt.

"Yes you are." she says again.

I breathe out and she stands up again. She picks up her blanket and stands in front of me. I move back so she can leave.

"Don't worry about it. I found it cute how you got red with just the touch of my fingers." she says and leaves.