Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, I don't own Twilight and oh yeah, I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT!
"Bella, come on, we're going to be late," I yell as I knock on the door. The knocks echo down the hall.
"I can't decide what to wear! It's actually a lot harder than men think it is," Bella yells back at me. I didn't see the point in dressing up much, actually. I just wanted to be comfortable for the long flight ahead of us so I was dressed in shorts and top. Nice and simple. Bella on the other hand. . .
"Bella, I'm sure you look gorgeous. Now get your butt out here before we miss our-"
The door opened before I could finish. My mouth dropped to the floor. She looked amazing. She wore a deep blue dress. It was a casual summer dress but on Bella, it looked amazing. It hugged her body perfectly.
"How do I look?" she asked. Though I could already see she knew my answer.
"Like I said, gorgeous," I reply. A smile plays on her lips. She holds out her hand and I take it. I lead her out the front door and into the already-loaded taxi.
The driver starts the car and pulls into the traffic. I look over to Bella who's looking out the window. Her hair is done up and loose bits curl their way down her neck. I follow her neck down and look and the front of the dress. It shows her chest off nicely. I stare there for a bit too long as she's suddenly looking at me.
"Busted!" She says with a stern expression and lifts an eyebrow, obviously not impressed.
"Sorry," I start, "Please don't make me beg." She continues looking stern before she breaks into laughter.
"Imagine you," she says in between laughing, "as a wolf, begging me at the airport. You'd probably get taken away for not being in a cage." A tear runs down her cheek from laughing so hard.
The taxi driver glances at her funny from the mirror and I give Bella a look. She pulls her fingers across her mouth as if closing it.
"Well maybe next time I won't let you off so easy for staring where you're not allowed," she says and sticks her tongue out.
I just smile. Since Edward left her she came to me. It took awhile at first but after that, we were together every night. We are not an official couple. Yet. Yes I hope for more but I know that she's not exactly over Edward so I don't want to ruin what we have. But, I do plan to change our relationship in the not too distant future.
We arrive at the airport and collect our luggage. We load the suitcases onto a trolley and I push them through the door. Bella links her arm through mine and is beaming.
"I can't wait but can you please tell me where we're going apart from, 'you're going to need warm clothes for night?'" Bella pleads. Don't look at her eyes. Don't look at her eyes. Too late, I look into her big brown eyes. I almost slip. Almost.
"It'll be more fun if you just wait," I answer, trying to make her give up.
"More fun for you or me?" She asks as we reach the check-in area.
"Let's just say. . . Both of us," I answer and pull out our tickets. The lady behind the desk swipes our tickets. We hand over our luggage and I watch as it slides down the ramp before disappearing behind the flaps.
We walk past the other cueing people and get to the security check point. Bella takes off a few bracelets and puts her hand bag and jewellery into a box. I chuck in my wallet and we push it onto the rolling ramp. I step through the security gate and Bella follows. We watch our box on the security's screen as it travels through the x-ray.
Bella collects our box on the other side and picks up her things. I get my wallet and slide it in my back pocket. We walk side-by-side around the airport, looking at all the shops.
"Want to get a coffee?" She asks me.
I nod and we walk to the nearby coffee shop. We both make our orders and sit down at a table. Bella looks into my eyes and I look back at her. Deciding to be cheeky, I say:
"Can't keep your eyes off me, can you Bells?"
"Sure Jake. Actually, I was admiring the man behind you," she replies looking smug.
"Oh, is that so?" I reply and turn around. There was a man sitting at the table behind me, by himself. Did I mention he was old? He had thinning grey hair and a lot of wrinkles.
"Oh," I say, "Never knew you were into older men," I joke.
"Yeah, you've got a bit of growing up to do," Bella replies.
"Hey! My mental age is about 32!" I say. She rolls her eyes and laughs.
"Yeah, whatever Jake," she replies and sips her coffee. Wow I didn't even notice that they had been given to us. I take a sip of my own scalding my tongue.
When I look back up Bella is chugging hers down.
"Whoa Bella, this isn't a contest."
She puts the coffee down.
"Well I'm not going to miss out on my money's worth," she says and takes the last sip.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing," she replies and looks down at her hands. I can see her smiling but maybe she's just in a generally happy mood.
A voice comes over the speaker and informs everyone in the airport that the flight to Rio De Janeiro, Brazil is departing in 5 minutes. It was also the last call. Uh oh.
I stand up.
"What's up?" Bella asks.
"Our flight, we gotta go now," I reply picking up my coffee. It was still quite heavy. Great, and I do need my coffee or I get tired and cranky. Bella laughs when she sees my look. I put the cup to my lips and begin to drink as we walk to the gate. We reach it and I've barely drank any of it. Bella notices my problem
"Waste it or drink it, c'mon we gotta go now! Chug, chug, chug!" Bella chants.
I start laughing in the middle of drinking which wasn't a good idea. I begin choking. Someone hits my back hard and I sense that it's Bella.
I splutter the coffee all over the ground and look up to find an amused audience watching. Yeah, wouldn't be surprised to see them laughing if I was dead. Wait I wouldn't be able to see them if I was dead. Ugh.
We walk to the lady at the gate. I hand over my newly coffee covered tickets. She holds onto the corners that have none on it, clips them and hands them back.
"Sorry about the uh, mess," I say, feeling like I had to apologise.
"That's alright. Have a nice trip," she says as we walk down the ramp and onto the plane.
Bella steps onto the plane and I follow her, holding her hand. We are directed to our seats and sit down. I sit next to the window and Bella is on the other side next to me. A man comes and sits next to her. I instantly become protective of her but I can't do much from this side. I sigh and slouch.
The plane takes off a short time later and the flight attendants start with their speech about safety. I yawn; obviously I haven't had enough coffee. I drift off with Bella's hand in mine, unaware of the adventure ahead of us.
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