A/N: So I began writing this when I was about in 8th grade which is 12 or 13 years old. I realized that the beginning might sound a bit like Twilight... but that's because I was really into Twilight at the time. Well enjoy~
This story is MINE. I came up with it.
Chapter 1
I didn't think about what I was about to do. All I knew was that I had someone or something in my mind telling me to do it. The next thing I knew, I was on a plane leaning against a hard muscular chest. When I woke up I was literally freaking out, I mean wouldn't you freak out if you knew you were on a plane with someone that once tried to kill you?
So there I was freaking out in my mind, wondering how I got there. I knew I should have been getting out of my seat and looking for another place to sit. Yet, I lay there on his sexy, hard chest unable to move. All I could think about was where we were going and why I couldn't remember getting on the stupid plane. I looked up in curiosity and thought about a million questions to ask him. When I looked up our eyes met. I could sense the intensity and pure curiosity in his gorgeous hazel-green eyes.
When I tried to sit straight up, I found that I was pinned to his amazing chest with his iron-like grip. I started to blush, so I quickly looked away. Out of the corner of my eye I swear I saw him chuckle. I struggled getting out of his grip until he lifted his hand off my waist. I looked at him and stared once again into his beautiful eyes.
I confess that I felt a bit of attraction towards him, but even I knew I could'nt be compared to the other girls. They were all more attractive than I could ever wish to be. Connor was his name. He had bronze colored hair. Unlike the other guys with his type of hair, he didn't spike it up or put any junk into it. He was tall and muscular, and quite attractive. His skin was tan and he had a small scar down the middle of his right eyebrow.
"Well, well, well, finally sleeping beauty decides to wake up." Connor said to me. I just straightened out and looked out the window ignoring him. "C'mon Suze, don't be like that. I said I was sorry didn't I? What can I do make it up to you? I really didn't mean to. Really, I didn't know what came over me. Please, just say something."
I tried to ignore him but I felt like I was torturing him with my silence so I asked him, "What do you even want me to say? Don't you think I wouldn't be mad? You have me in a stupid plane taking me who knows where! Even AFTER what happened!"
"All I wanted to hear was your voice." he murmured.
Could this be real? Could he actually care that much just so he could hear my voice? I didn't know what to do. I unbuckled my seat belt and stood up. Connor jerked me down and I fell heavily back in my seat. "Where do you think your going?" he said in a demanding husky voice.
"Any where but here next to you." I replied anger still lingering in my voice.
Before I could even stand up again he reached over me and half his body was on top of me. His face just a few inches away from mine. I could feel my heart beating rapidly. It felt like all the breath I had in my lungs decided to leave. His face was close enough to mine for me to feel his breath. Thankfully a flight attendant came and asked us what we wanted to drink. Connor then sat in his place and I could breathe again.
I wasn't thirsty but he asked for two glasses of water anyway. I looked out the window, but then closed the blind realizing we were flying over a cloud. I closed my eyes not wanting to have another urge to stare into his eyes and doing something I knew I would regret later in the future. Right after what seemed like forever, I felt a warm jacket being place on top of me. Right that instant I realized I was shaking.
I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at Connor. He was staring at me with eyes burning of curiosity. He looked like he was trying not to do something he would regret. When I opened the blind I saw that it was nighttime. I had fallen asleep without even realizing it. Connor was leaning towards me. Without thinking I just leaned towards him looking for warmth.
Connor seemed pleased by my reaction so he put both his arms around me, and I let him. When I woke up again I realized I was hugging him with one arm. I quickly straightened out and looked away embarrassed.
"Connor," I called to him.
"Yes?" he replied, raising an eyebrow.
"Where exactly are you taking me?"
His lips curved into a smile. "Now that is a surprise I'm not going to tell you."
A/N: First chapter! So I was wondering if y'all liked it? More to come in the future.
~Raidou