'Ces, why did you wear Louboutins to the airport?' flustered Jonah. Air-ports were always stressful, even if everything was going smoothly. People are rushing everywhere. Crying babies. People with lost luggage. General stress everywhere you look.
'Well you feel like crap when your on a plane at the best of times and if I have too feel like crap I don't want to look like it' stated Cesca firmly, much like she was talking to a pupil, she had a habit of slipping into her teacher ways, especially with Jonah.
'Alright okay, okay, but don't come running to me when your feet hurt, oh wait you wouldn't be able too run anyway in them' Jonah cleverly remarked.
Cesca simply huffed and scowled as they marched off too passport control, she hated it when she was denying Jonah knowing he was right.
They managed there way through passport control and the endless crowds of people to the boarding gates. But they had 45 minutes before they actually had to board so there was time for something to eat and a little bit of shopping must too Cesca's liking and much to Jonah's annoyance.
They sat in burger king both picking at their chips and burgers, neither of them enjoying it after the beautiful Spanish flavours they had encounted on their magical holiday. But it was cheap and they were gonna need all the money they can get and this was quick and easy.
After their pointless 'meal' they browsed the shops for a bit. Cesca bough two pairs of shoes, not too expensive just some essentials. Well they were essentials in her eyes. Jonah on the other hand bought a new ralph lauren shirt which he would wear too his job interview when they arrived back in England. He hadn't told Cesca yet, he was going too surprise her when they got back. 'Ces, why did you wear Louboutins to the airport?' flustered Jonah. Air-ports were always stressful, even if everything was going smoothly. People are rushing everywhere. Crying babies. People with lost luggage. General stress everywhere you look.
passport control, she hated it when she was denying Jonah knowing he was right.
They managed there way through passport control and the endless crowds of people to the boarding gates. But they had 45 minutes before they actually had to board so there was time for something to eat and a little bit of shopping must too Cesca's liking and much to Jonah's annoyance.
They sat in burger king both picking at their chips and burgers, neither of them enjoying it after the beautiful Spanish flavours they had encounted on their magical holiday. But it was cheap and they were gonna need all the money they can get and this was quick and easy.
After their pointless 'meal' they browsed the shops for a bit. Cesca bough two pairs of shoes, not too expensive just some essentials. Well they were essentials in her eyes. Jonah on the other hand bought a new ralph lauren shirt which he would wear too his job interview when they arrived back in England. He hadn't told Cesca yet, he was going too surprise her when they got back.
They strutted back too the boarding area, one had carrying shopping bags the free hands interlocked looking as stylish as ever. Everyone around them were in jogging bottoms and plimsolls, but not the Kirbys', they were looking fly in their ray bans and other designer gear. They looked fresh and real, not fake like everyone first thought when their relationship got out back at Waterloo Road. The pair gathered their belongings and waited too board the plain looking like they just stepped out of hollywood.
'Ooo look 'influential man know for being a bit of a hunk' 10 letters, that'll be Jonah Kirby' joked Jonah peering over at Cesca's crossword she was attempting.
'You sure about that?' questioned Cesca, before giving Jonah a peck on the lips.
Cesca got bored of the crossword and instead decided to rest her head on Jonah's shoulder. She hated flying it was such a chore. Jonah stroked his wife hair as she fell into a light sleep.
Jonah was now in an awkward position, however he couldn't move and risk waking up his beautiful wife so this is how it stayed. The steward arrived with refreshments. Jonah asked for two orange juices and some salt and vinegar crisps. He didn't fancy much. He asked for them to put it on the tray in-front of him as he physically couldn't move. It was at this moment Cesca stirrred and outstretched her arm accidentally punching Jonah in the face. He let out a loud 'Ow! S**t' as he put his hands over his eye. Cesca was startled and immediately woke up.
'Jonah I am so sorry baby, excuse me can you get me some ice?' Cesca apologetically asked the steward.
'Of couse' replied the Steward.
'That's better' winced Jonah as Cesca soothed his sure to be black eye with some ice.
'I am sorry babe' said Cesca holding a giggle.
'Are you sure your father didn't teach you how to box as well as flamenco dance?' joked Jonah.
It was at this moment too Cesca and Jonah's relief they landed. They were back in England, ready too start a whole new chapter of their life. Them and their baby.