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Ch. 4
Haley woke up to the plane's engine's starting up. Still leaned on a pillow, Haley looked around quizzically. [i]I'm in a plane.[/i] Her hand played with the blanket's loose threads. [i]Nice blanket though.[/i] She saw people drinking martinis or on a cell phone, talking about business. [i]How'd I get in here? And where's Nathan?[/i]
She sat upright, making someone moan. [i]Oh, no! What if we left him? Oh crap![/i]
Getting up quickly, she tried to make a run for the exit. "Uh, miss. We're lifting off. It's wise if you stay in your seat and buckle up."
"You don't understand. Someone's not here!"
"Who's not here?"
"My friend."
"You mean the one who carried you in here? Or is it someone else?"
Haley paused for a second, biting her lip. [i]Carried me in here? Okay. If she says so.[/i] "So if we're talking about the same person. Where is he?"
"Where you were sitting."
"Whe-? Oh." Haley said, spotting Nathan sleeping in the seat adjacent to the one she had just left. She quickly realized that there hadn't been a pillow at all. None what so ever. [i]Oh, so Nathan did keep his promise.[/i]
Haley's wig and sunglasses had miraculously disappeared and for that, Haley was grateful. She was never one to really like hiding, especially from other people. [i]Haha. Nathan's last protectee.[/i] Giggling at the thought, Haley turned back to thank the attendant, who was smiling broadly at her. [i]Now, why is SHE smiling?[/i]
Seeing Nathan stir, Haley walked over. Sitting down next to Nathan, who was sitting next to the window, she waited until Nathan had taken in his surroundings.
"Hey. I thought you were gone," she whispered. Squinting his eyes a little at her and smiling, he replied, "Hey. Glad that I didn't huh?" Earning himself the roll of her eyes. Still squinting at her, he waited for her to say something. Finally she did.
"Is something wrong?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Because you're giving me an odd expression."
Nathan stopped squinting, giving his answer a thought. Content with it, he responded, "It's just that your smile just brightened up this whole plane. It was just too bright."
"Um, was that a pick-up line?" She asked, incredulously.
"I don't know. Was it?" Nathan said, thinking, [i]That wasn't a pick-up line?[/i]
"That wasn't a pick-up line."
"Well, it was supposed to be. I made it up just for ya," Nathan said, smiling at her.
"Oh. Then, I guess thanks." Haley blushed slightly.
"Thanks?"
"Yeah, thanks."
"That's all you're going to say?"
"Well isn't that all I'm supposed to say? It's not like you asked me to go out with you just now or anything."
Thinking over her answer, he looked at her and smiled. "Right."
Smirking at him, she playfully patted his shoulder. "If you ever need a lesson in picking up girls, I'll teach you ones that work."
Raising his eyebrows at her, he responded, "Oh really. And how would you know that they work?"
"Because they worked on me."
"Oh. So you went out with these guys?" He asked, thinking about how dumb pick-up lines were anyway. "Why do guys use those? I mean I had my share of pick-up lines, but aren't they lame?"
"Totally, but I give props to guys who even have the courage to use them. It gives a girl a view of their dorky side."
"So you're saying that I have a dorky side?"
"Yeah." She said matter-of-factly.
"Well, then I'll have to show you how un-dorky I am, huh?"
"I guess so, but that will be hard to prove," she teased, smiling warmly.
"We'll see about that," he responded, grinning.
"Please make sure your seatbelts are on tightly. And please stay in your seats." Came the pilot's message over the speakers. "And we're off." He said, as he started to cruise on the runway, speeding up.
Haley had buckled her seatbelt as fast as she could and resting her head back on the seat, grabbed for Nathan's hand. When she found it, she gripped it as hard as she could when the plane began to move. Nathan smiled softly at her. "Not a fan of airplanes, I take it?"
Paling, she squeaked, "No."
Seeing how livid she had become, Nathan said, "Just lean back. Easy now. You can lean on me. Just sleep and before you know it, we'll be there."
Trying to smile at him, she managed to bite out, "So you could carry me again?"
"Of course. How did you know my ulterior motive?"
"Cause all guys are like that. They have an ulterior motive."
Hurt at the generalization, he replied, "I was only kidding. Not all guys have one, you know? We don't all think with our dicks, you know?"
Haley, trying not to heave, looked at him not believing a word he had just said. "Okay. So you don't believe me." Haley smiled, still livid. "I'll have to show you how a guy really is. Just remember not every guy is like that."
"Yeah I know. Lucas isn't like that."
"Your manager?"
"Yeah. He's my best friend. Anyway, he's going out with Brooke. Well, of course you knew that."
"Yeah." Looking out the window, he said, "Look, we're already up here. You feeling better?"
Looking back, his face almost bumped into Haley's, who had been looking out the window too at the incredible view. Gasping, Haley moved back, almost falling out of her seat. He swallowed, feeling like a guy going through puberty. "Sorry about that."
"Don't worry about. It was my fault. Didn't see you turning around. And yea, I'm feeling better. Thanks." Haley's color had returned, and for that Nathan was grateful.
"Well, if you want to see the view, we could switch seats," he said. "Or you could, you know, sit on my lap?" He suggested, lightening the mood.
Flustered by the thought, she declined. "It's okay. I get a nice view from here." "A view of the landscape and me. Of course you get a FANTASTIC view!" he said jokingly.
"Haha. Not funny." She responded, settling back into her seat. Turning towards him, who was looking out the window, lost in thought, she cleared her throat. Quickly turning around, he just stared her. [i]Wow, he has such nice eyes.[/i] "Uh, Haley?"
Bringing herself to, she blushed. "I was just wondering if you knew where we were going. Cause I heard it's a private island, but I don't know which one it is." "I'm not supposed to tell you." He smiled at her.
"Oh, come on. I'm dying to know," she said, pouting.
"Fine," he answered, helplessly. [i]Damn her. She's just too irresistible with that pout. And her lips look so good to bite. Oh, God. I can't be having those thoughts now! Nathan, calm yourself. Calm yourself! Remember, your job depends on this![/i]
Smiling awkwardly at Haley, he added, "But you can't tell your friend, or else I'm fired."
Grinning at him, she replied, "Of course I wouldn't. Who do you think it was that wouldn't tell me?"
[i]Oh, dammit. Should've thought of that. Better try to get her mind off of it then. What was it that she had to do? Oh, right.[/i]
Taking out his cell phone, he handed it to her. Staring at it for a second, studying it, she looked at him, with a questioning look. "You had to call your friend, remember? Call him."
"Fine, but you're telling me after."
[i]Can't back out now. Stupid, Nathan.[/i] "Fine. Just call him."
"Okay." She answered, punching in the digits again.
Ch. 4
Haley woke up to the plane's engine's starting up. Still leaned on a pillow, Haley looked around quizzically. [i]I'm in a plane.[/i] Her hand played with the blanket's loose threads. [i]Nice blanket though.[/i] She saw people drinking martinis or on a cell phone, talking about business. [i]How'd I get in here? And where's Nathan?[/i]
She sat upright, making someone moan. [i]Oh, no! What if we left him? Oh crap![/i]
Getting up quickly, she tried to make a run for the exit. "Uh, miss. We're lifting off. It's wise if you stay in your seat and buckle up."
"You don't understand. Someone's not here!"
"Who's not here?"
"My friend."
"You mean the one who carried you in here? Or is it someone else?"
Haley paused for a second, biting her lip. [i]Carried me in here? Okay. If she says so.[/i] "So if we're talking about the same person. Where is he?"
"Where you were sitting."
"Whe-? Oh." Haley said, spotting Nathan sleeping in the seat adjacent to the one she had just left. She quickly realized that there hadn't been a pillow at all. None what so ever. [i]Oh, so Nathan did keep his promise.[/i]
Haley's wig and sunglasses had miraculously disappeared and for that, Haley was grateful. She was never one to really like hiding, especially from other people. [i]Haha. Nathan's last protectee.[/i] Giggling at the thought, Haley turned back to thank the attendant, who was smiling broadly at her. [i]Now, why is SHE smiling?[/i]
Seeing Nathan stir, Haley walked over. Sitting down next to Nathan, who was sitting next to the window, she waited until Nathan had taken in his surroundings.
"Hey. I thought you were gone," she whispered. Squinting his eyes a little at her and smiling, he replied, "Hey. Glad that I didn't huh?" Earning himself the roll of her eyes. Still squinting at her, he waited for her to say something. Finally she did.
"Is something wrong?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Because you're giving me an odd expression."
Nathan stopped squinting, giving his answer a thought. Content with it, he responded, "It's just that your smile just brightened up this whole plane. It was just too bright."
"Um, was that a pick-up line?" She asked, incredulously.
"I don't know. Was it?" Nathan said, thinking, [i]That wasn't a pick-up line?[/i]
"That wasn't a pick-up line."
"Well, it was supposed to be. I made it up just for ya," Nathan said, smiling at her.
"Oh. Then, I guess thanks." Haley blushed slightly.
"Thanks?"
"Yeah, thanks."
"That's all you're going to say?"
"Well isn't that all I'm supposed to say? It's not like you asked me to go out with you just now or anything."
Thinking over her answer, he looked at her and smiled. "Right."
Smirking at him, she playfully patted his shoulder. "If you ever need a lesson in picking up girls, I'll teach you ones that work."
Raising his eyebrows at her, he responded, "Oh really. And how would you know that they work?"
"Because they worked on me."
"Oh. So you went out with these guys?" He asked, thinking about how dumb pick-up lines were anyway. "Why do guys use those? I mean I had my share of pick-up lines, but aren't they lame?"
"Totally, but I give props to guys who even have the courage to use them. It gives a girl a view of their dorky side."
"So you're saying that I have a dorky side?"
"Yeah." She said matter-of-factly.
"Well, then I'll have to show you how un-dorky I am, huh?"
"I guess so, but that will be hard to prove," she teased, smiling warmly.
"We'll see about that," he responded, grinning.
"Please make sure your seatbelts are on tightly. And please stay in your seats." Came the pilot's message over the speakers. "And we're off." He said, as he started to cruise on the runway, speeding up.
Haley had buckled her seatbelt as fast as she could and resting her head back on the seat, grabbed for Nathan's hand. When she found it, she gripped it as hard as she could when the plane began to move. Nathan smiled softly at her. "Not a fan of airplanes, I take it?"
Paling, she squeaked, "No."
Seeing how livid she had become, Nathan said, "Just lean back. Easy now. You can lean on me. Just sleep and before you know it, we'll be there."
Trying to smile at him, she managed to bite out, "So you could carry me again?"
"Of course. How did you know my ulterior motive?"
"Cause all guys are like that. They have an ulterior motive."
Hurt at the generalization, he replied, "I was only kidding. Not all guys have one, you know? We don't all think with our dicks, you know?"
Haley, trying not to heave, looked at him not believing a word he had just said. "Okay. So you don't believe me." Haley smiled, still livid. "I'll have to show you how a guy really is. Just remember not every guy is like that."
"Yeah I know. Lucas isn't like that."
"Your manager?"
"Yeah. He's my best friend. Anyway, he's going out with Brooke. Well, of course you knew that."
"Yeah." Looking out the window, he said, "Look, we're already up here. You feeling better?"
Looking back, his face almost bumped into Haley's, who had been looking out the window too at the incredible view. Gasping, Haley moved back, almost falling out of her seat. He swallowed, feeling like a guy going through puberty. "Sorry about that."
"Don't worry about. It was my fault. Didn't see you turning around. And yea, I'm feeling better. Thanks." Haley's color had returned, and for that Nathan was grateful.
"Well, if you want to see the view, we could switch seats," he said. "Or you could, you know, sit on my lap?" He suggested, lightening the mood.
Flustered by the thought, she declined. "It's okay. I get a nice view from here." "A view of the landscape and me. Of course you get a FANTASTIC view!" he said jokingly.
"Haha. Not funny." She responded, settling back into her seat. Turning towards him, who was looking out the window, lost in thought, she cleared her throat. Quickly turning around, he just stared her. [i]Wow, he has such nice eyes.[/i] "Uh, Haley?"
Bringing herself to, she blushed. "I was just wondering if you knew where we were going. Cause I heard it's a private island, but I don't know which one it is." "I'm not supposed to tell you." He smiled at her.
"Oh, come on. I'm dying to know," she said, pouting.
"Fine," he answered, helplessly. [i]Damn her. She's just too irresistible with that pout. And her lips look so good to bite. Oh, God. I can't be having those thoughts now! Nathan, calm yourself. Calm yourself! Remember, your job depends on this![/i]
Smiling awkwardly at Haley, he added, "But you can't tell your friend, or else I'm fired."
Grinning at him, she replied, "Of course I wouldn't. Who do you think it was that wouldn't tell me?"
[i]Oh, dammit. Should've thought of that. Better try to get her mind off of it then. What was it that she had to do? Oh, right.[/i]
Taking out his cell phone, he handed it to her. Staring at it for a second, studying it, she looked at him, with a questioning look. "You had to call your friend, remember? Call him."
"Fine, but you're telling me after."
[i]Can't back out now. Stupid, Nathan.[/i] "Fine. Just call him."
"Okay." She answered, punching in the digits again.