CHAPTER TWO
Day 1
"Hey, Miles, you ready to board?" Lilly came back from calling Oliver when I was still staring at the empty space next to me.
"Yeah." I finished my coke and thanked the bartender with a smile.
"Are you okay?" Lilly furrowed her brow in worry.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I shook myself back to reality. "Let's go." 1st class got to board first, so it was easy to get to our seats. We both had isle seats and so far there was an empty seat between me and the window. I hoped I wasn't stuck next to some old guy or something; this was an 11 hour flight after all.
"OMG!" Lilly gasped and I looked over to her, slightly worried. Her eyes were wide and she was staring down the aisle at the other 1st Class passengers that were boarding. "OMG! Miley." She turned back to me excitedly. "Guess who's on this flight?" I looked back too and smiled a little. "Eleven hours in a plane with-"
"Aren't you dating Oliver?" I reminded and she blushed. I looked back at him and he still had that dark look on his face as he checked his ticket. He stopped between me and Lilly and looked up.
"I guess we really are on the same flight." He cocked his head to the side curiously.
"Guess so." I teased and he gave me a small smirk. "Where're you sitting?"
"Here." he gestured to the seat between me and the window and I sat back to let him pass me, sharing a look with Lilly, who for her part was mostly gaping like a fish and hadn't squealed and made us all deaf yet.
"Sweet niblets." I whispered under my breath. Eleven hours sitting next to him.
"Something's sweet alright." He grinned at me and I noticed that his eyes were a little glazed. He'd had more than the two drinks I saw.
"Y-y-you're Joe Jonas." Lilly finally managed to speak and I rolled my eyes. One would think that Lilly would be used to meeting famous people by now. And it wasn't even her first time meeting Joe, she met him when we were fifteen.
"Last time I checked." Joe sighed, reaching a hand into his shock of curly black hair.
"Lil." I warned, just like I always did when she was going to freak out on a celebrity.
"Joe Jonas." She whispered to me, still wide-eyed and staring at him.
"I know, Lilly." I smiled, rolling y eyes. "We met him before."
"But, it's Joe Jonas." I sat back and looked at Joe who was now looking out the window at the tarmac.
"I think you broke my friend." I told him.
"Sorry." He shrugged.
"Wanna tell me why you weren't drinking just for the Hell of it?" I asked as the other passengers started to board.
"It's only eleven hours, Milo."
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Lilly and I talked for a while, until she decided to take a nap because she hadn't slept last night due to excitement. I listened to my i-Pod for a while, but I kept getting the feeling that I was being watched, but every time I looked at Joe he was staring out the window. I turned to the movie, trying to watch, I'd brought plenty of things to entertain me, but somehow being on the plane made time seem to slow down and make me grow bored with everything sooner.
"So." Joe spoke for the first time since the wheels went up.
"So." I mimicked teasingly and he grinned slightly. He hadn't had a drink since he got onboard and I think he was starting to sober up a little.
"Why Paris?" He eventually asked, looking at me with big puppy dog eyes. "I mean, it's the city of love and shouldn't you be with your boyfriend?"
"No boyfriend." I shook my head, Jesse and I had broken up not long after the Hannah thing came out; he said he'd be there for me through anything, but anything quickly turned to nothing. I couldn't even pinpoint exactly where it went wrong, I just know that that stupid decision I had to make two years ago between Jesse and Jake had been a complete waste of time; Jake cheated and Jesse dumped me. Dad was right, I should just stick to shoes, shoes can't cheat on me or leave me or break my heart.
"What about you? Why Paris? Alone?" It hadn't escaped my attention that he was alone; no brothers, no gaggle of poser friends, no clingy girlfriend. Just Joe... But, then again 'Just Joe' was the better man.
"I just needed to get away." Joe shrugged, "Paris was the first one I saw."
"'Get away' or escape?" I asked with a raised eyebrow and he shrugged again. "Still seven hours to go, wanna tell me why you weren't drinking for the Hell of it?" I offered.
"Sometimes it's better to forget." Joe hummed, reaching over and tugging on the ends of my hair lightly. "I always thought Hannah would have looked better as a brunette." I blushed and looked down shyly, remembering the texts he'd sent me the other day after graduation.
"Not such a dumb blonde, huh?" I teased and he chuckled.
"Always knew you weren't." He had this way about him; the way he'd stare at me so intently made me feel like he could see right into my Soul. "A little possessive, but by no means dumb." I flushed again, I'd tried to run them away because I was jealous of the time they were spending with my Dad. "Even possessive, you were still adorable."
"Gee, from sexy to adorable in three days." I pouted exaggeratedly. "What am I doing wrong?"
"Chill, Babe, you're still my sexy little grad." Joe grinned, twirling my hair between his fingers. "But, you're still an adorable little Daddy's girl." The plane shook a little and I jumped, blushing when I realised how close Joe had gotten.
"Sorry." I whispered, looking away from his intense gaze and shifting a little. It was just a little turbulence.
"'S cool." Joe shrugged, leaning back in his seat and I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. The plane shook again and out of the corner of my eye I saw Lilly jolt awake.
"What's goin' on?" Lilly asked grogilly.
"turbulence." I answered, glancing back to Joe.
"Are we almost there?" Lilly yawned and stretched a little.
"Still seven hours to go." I denied and she frowned.
"Then why's the seatbelt light on?" She gestured up and I looked too; the seatbelt light had just switched on. Joe looked over at that, but before anyone could say anything a voice came over the speakers.
"All passengers please acknowledge the seatbelt light has turned, so please return your seats to their upright positions, put your trays away and buckle your seatbelts." The flight attendant said and I looked at my watch, it was still running, and it still said we had seven hours left before we landed. Joe sighed and buckled his seatbelt, looking out his window.
"Shit!" I heard him swear before he quickly pulled the shutter down and turned to me. "Put your seatbelt on. Now." He ordered and I quickly scrambled to obey at the urgency in his voice. "Both of you. Seatbelts." He snapped at Lilly who nodded, still confused. "Shit, shit, fuck." Joe swore under his breath.
"What's out there?" I asked, worried, a little scared. The plane shook again, a lot more violently this time and I gripped onto the arms of my seat. The emergency air masks dropped down and that's when everyone else started panicking.
"Fucking tin can." I heard Joe mutter as more people started looking around, panicking, looking out the windows and becoming even more panicked. "Miley." Joe grabbed my shoulders forcefully and I stared at him with wide, scared eyes. He knew that something was wrong out there. "Listen to me, this thing is going down."
"Wha-" The plane was going down? It was going to crash? I was going to die.
"Put the mask on, okay?" He instructed, his eyes moving over to Lilly too. "And the life jacket under your seats. And make yourself as small as possible." The flight attendant was trying to say something to the same effect as well, but I was listening to Joe. "Keep your head protected." I'd never get to see my Dad again. He didn't want me to go without him, I should have just stayed in Malibu with my Dad.
I was reaching for my life jacket when there was a loud BOOM and the plane shook violently and I felt my head hit something painfully. My vision got blurry and I felt dizzy. I tried to remember what I was doing, but it was hard to concentrate. There was screaming and loud noises everywhere, and everything was shaking and knocking me around. The luggage compartments over head opened and I was still trying to sit up when I saw my bag fall. I'd left it unzipped a little and I could my favourite Beary Bear's little golden ear peeking out. He didn't like the dark. Unconsciously I started to reach for it.
"What the fuck are you doing?" A voice snapped at me as I reached for my bad. My fingers barely closed around the strap before I was yanked away roughly. I tried to focus my eyes on the person, but I was dizzy and there seemed to be two of everything. "Put your damn jacket on." I felt something being shoved over my head and yelped, reaching for the spot on my head that sent pain shooting through my body. I felt something warm and when I pulled my hand away to look at even though I could see two blurry versions of my hand there was no mistaking the sticky red liquid on it.
The plane was still shaking and tumbling and then it suddenly tilted sharply to the side, I felt the weight of a person against me as the plane tilted to the left. I felt arms holding me in place, but through the blurriness and doubles I managed to make out Lilly; Lilly falling. I reached out heard a shout in my ear as I grabbed for Lilly's hand, barely managing to hold onto my best friend. The plane kept tilting, gaining speed as it did and I felt myself getting thrown around, coming loose of my seatbelt, but the person holding me kept their arms tight around me. Joe I think it was, but my brain felt fuzzy, I couldn't concentrate properly. I kept a tight hold of Lilly's hand as we tumbled, the plane was spinning, throwing all of us around like nothing more than dice in a cup.
Then it felt like the plane hit something, everything compressed in, pushing everything together as it connected with whatever it was. The force of the collision sent Lilly closer to me and I held her close as I felt myself starting to drift in consciousness. Everything felt hot and cold at the same time; like I was being burnt by a thousand icicles, or a flame was lapping at me all around and freezing me.
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I tried to scream. I couldn't breath, I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything. I couldn't see, where was I? Why was it so dark? Why was it so cold? And hot? Everything felt blurry and sore. I could feel myself being pulled down my some strong force, but something else was trying to pull me up at the same time. Light finally started to invade my senses, but everything was still blurry, i couldn't see properly, but I could make out figures of people, some trying to move, some not moving at all. I could make out the plane, trying to pull me and everyone else down as it sank after the crash. I kicked frantically at that, the plane had crashed. I couldn't breathe, I needed air, the other thing was still trying to me up and I followed, trying to kick up as well. My lungs were burning, my vision was getting spotty again and my ears were ringing painfully, my skull was throbbing. I tried to go with the thing pulling me up, but my grip was loosening. I was loosing consciousness again.
Except the other one held on even tighter and the pull down was weakening. Water. I was vaguely aware that's where I was, submerged in water. That's why I couldn't breathe. I felt something scratching at my leg, trying to hold on. Before I could completely lose consciousness and pass out again the burning in my lung reached a new hight and I felt like they were going to explode. Then it wasn't just water in my mouth. Air. Then blackness again as someone brought me to the surface.
Okay, so majority of reviews said Miley should land in Paris, but by the time I got them I'd already written this chapter.
Also, sorry if I disapointed or confused anyone, when I wrote the first chapter I was unsure about the potential relationships and I was thinking about mixing them up. In the end I did decide on Joe - obviously.
1) Are you happy, or disapointed that it's Joe?
2) How did the crash scene come out? I haven't read this since I wrote it so I don't know if it's good.
3) Who is psyched for Radio City in 2 days? Joe Jonas and those other two guys :P
4) Has anyone heard anything about Joe coming to Australia? I heard a rumor, but if anyone knows anything more I'd love to hear it.
5) Who thinks Joe just has the prettiest eyes?
Smiler For Joe!