Hey, here's a nice little awkward chapter for you all, who doesn't like awkwardness.
"Edward two, Bella one," I said proudly.
I was sitting in one of the chairs in the airport, listening to the people around me. Many were tourists, with brochures and leaflets hanging out of their carry-on luggage. Some others were chatting excitedly; I guessed they were going home.
I heard many different accents but made little from it, Australia was a land of many cultures.
Bella moaned beside me, "How much longer."
I was about to answer when a monotonous voice-over lady said, "Gate 14 Flight 776 to Brisbane now ready for boarding, Gate 14 Flight 776 now reading for boarding, thank you."
"I guess that answers your question." I smiled at her before standing, I held out my arm. She took it and I pulled her from her seat.
I heard giggling behind me and saw a bunch of middle-aged women staring at me.
"Public place Edward, no acts of chivalry to a patch of air," Bella whispered beside me.
I resisted the urge to stick my tongue out at her like a four year old.
First class started boarding and I walked to the line.
"Edward, what are you doing, that's first class?" Bella asked incredulously.
"Yeah, we're first class too," I whispered, checking if anyone noticed.
"Really," she asked.
"Yes, now hurry up."
I shuffled as the line progressed. There were a lot of first class flyers for this flight, I wondered if there was some kind of meeting being held.
I smiled at the hostesses who had anything to do with my tickets, better to not have the questions asked in the first place.
We were soon on the plane and filing down the aisles towards our seats. The seats were slowly being filled from the back forwards. Bella walked ahead of me so no one would try to walk through the gap she occupied.
Our seats were in the middle; Bella had the window seat.
She stumbled as she tried to squeeze in between the seats; I chuckled lightly as she had to steady herself on the armrest.
I sat down without trouble and smiled cockily at her to which she responded with a childish hand gesture.
"Um… excuse me," came a shy voice from behind me. I turned to see a mid-forty year old lady looking through Bella, to the seat she rested on.
"Yeah," I mumbled.
Her breath hitched as she took me in, it didn't matter what age they were, it was all the same.
"Uh… sorry but… that-that's my s-seat," she stammered pointing to where Bella sat.
I was confused, I had defiantly booked Bella's seat, I turned to her and she looked confused as well as annoyed as she gazed accusingly at me.
I didn't want to say that I had booked two seats and was insisting that she wouldn't sit there for that very reason. She would think I just didn't want her to sit by me.
Somewhat grudgingly I smiled at her and said, "Sorry, I'll get up so you can pass." I accentuated the 'I'll' so hopefully Bella would move. As I stood Bella appeared by my side.
"What are we going to do now?" she asked and looked about the plane, there was no spare seats.
"Check the second class," I whispered barely moving my lips, it came out quiet and muffled but Bella must have heard for she poofed then appeared shaking her head a couple of seconds later.
"You could sit in my seat," I suggested in the same manner of speaking as I had before.
"Yeah, so the air can occupy the space while you stand, no," her sarcasm would have made me smile had I not been thinking of ways to get around this.
"Sit on my lap," I whispered.
"You can't be serious," I cringed at the volume of her voice but no one else heard.
"I can make it comfortable," I said as I sat down.
"No" her refusal was blunt but I heard a little bit of indecisiveness in her voice.
The plane's engine started running, the hum filled the room before the safety video's commentator started talking.
Bella still stayed standing and continued when the plane started taxiing down the runway. As the plane sped up Bella started losing balance before finally falling over moments before take off.
The sat on my lap and huffed.
I adjusted myself so she would be comfortable. "Better?" I asked.
"I hate to say this but it's probably better than the seat," I could hear the smile in her voice as she said this.
"Good, because the flight will be rather long."
And it was, full of uncomfortable silences and awkward moments. Bella instructed me on which movies to select so she could watch them. Half way through the first movie Bella's tense muscles started to relax and by the end of the second Bella was leaning heavily into me.
I enjoyed the contact, whether it was forced upon us or not. I inhaled deeply with each breath, trying to burn her scent into my mind. I was glad the smell of it no longer triggered my thirst. I liked how her warm body melted into mine. I wished she felt the same.
It was funny every time a hostess came to us how Bella would react. She'd stare up at them like she had been caught doing something she shouldn't, blush always tinged her cheeks at these times.
While we were like this I could easily imagine that she felt the same way I did about her. I let my mind wonder for the majority of the flight.
One time we were offered lunch. I managed to find a way to make it look like I ate the meal while it was actually Bella who ate it. She told me it tasted good and how she missed the taste of food. The long time without eating made her forget about the need. I promised she would be fed whatever she liked on the trip, to which she smiled and asked me to order a coke.
The flight was over to soon for my liking and Bella stood as quickly as possible, blushing of course. I missed the feeling of her body on mine and then chastised myself for feeling that way; it would never, could never be like that between us.
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