Selena's POV
I woke up to my alarm blaring in my ears through my iPod headphones, signalling that it was six AM, time to get up to get ready and go to the airport. I looked over to the window where my car was parked with the suitcases in the trunk ready for us to leave and go to the airport. My travel bag was at the end of the bed holding the tickets, passports, boarding passes, and some other flying things like boiled sweets, money and my laptop.
"Demi? Demi baby?" I whispered quietly into her ear. She started stirring slightly in her sleep so I shook her gently. "Wake up beautiful, we need to get ready to leave." I told her in a quiet voice as her eyes began to flutter open. She grinned at me, still half asleep, then sat up, pulling me with her.
"Good morning sweetheart." She muttered sleepily to me. Obviously she wasn't as excited as me because she didn't know where we were really going.
"Morning gorgeous." I replied before pecking her lips softly. "We need to get up and get ready, we're leaving in an hour and a half." I told her as I kicked the covers off us and jumped out of bed enthusiastically, revealing my power-rangers shirt and black boxers.
"Wow, gotta say you're looking extremely hot like that." Demi commented sarcastically. I chuckled and grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the bed. "Why are you so excited babe, we're going to Texas, not the bloody Caribbean." She said with a small laugh as she got her balance, I just smiled at her, knowing that we weren't going to Texas.
"Just shut up and get in the bloody shower sexy." I told her with a wink before grabbing two white towels from the end of my bed and going into my en-suite.
"I take it I'm going in the one down the hall then?" She called with a laugh. I called back a 'yes' as I switched the shower on and got into it at the perfect temperature, thanks to voice control.
After an hour of getting showered, drying and straightening my hair, doing my makeup and getting dressed, I was ready for breakfast, which I could smell my mom cooking downstairs. Demi walked into the room basically ready to go with a huge grin plastered on her face.
"So remind me again why your mom isn't coming to Texas to see your grandparents and her parents?" She asked me curiously as she sat on the bed and started twirling my hair around her fingers.
"My dad's coming home in a few days for three weeks so I want to give her some quality time with him where I'm not there, they haven't had any time to themselves in ages." I explained; it was true, he was home soon and they would be getting time together without me, I knew they both secretly wanted it.
"Oh okay then baby. I'm going to go downstairs and help your mom with breakfast or something, come down when you're ready?" She asked from the doorway. I nodded and picked my spare laptop up from the floor by my side of the bed.
"I shall do babe, I just want to check my facebook then I'll be down." I told her as I loaded it up.
27 friends have posted on your wall.
13 inbox messages.
I knew what they were automatically; I never got so many posts or messages in one night since I was popular so I assumed it was apologies. I clicked on my profile and saw that I was right. Then I read the inboxes, each of them from someone basically begging for my forgiveness. Of course being the lovely person that I am, I replied to all of them, saying that it was totally okay… I may have just copy and pasted the same message to everyone, but can you really blame me?
"'Lena, breakfast!" Called my mom from downstairs. I grinned and closed my laptop lid before basically jumping down the stairs; my mom's cooking was indescribable.
We all sat and ate bacon sandwiches with egg together, my mom telling us how much she'd miss us, and me saying how much I'd miss her.
Before we knew it, it was seven thirty and time to leave, so we went out to the car and said goodbye to my mom before beginning the half an hour drive to the airport.
"Hey Sel, are you sure you've got the right dates, there's no flights going out to Texas?" Demi asked me confusedly as we got into the queue for the flight to Jamaica.
"I know. We're not going to Texas." I told her simply as we moved forward a few steps closer to the check-in counter.
"What?" she asked me with a total look of confusion plastered on her face. I smiled widely at her and handed her the ticket with her name on. "Read it." I instructed her. She scanned it quickly and her eyes widened.
"Oh my God, we're going to Jamaica?" She exclaimed with pure shock written on her face. I just nodded proudly.
"Surprise babe. I thought we should have two weeks where no one knows who we are so we can be together properly, at least until we come home." I explained, hoping to God that she wouldn't be pissed at me for lying to her.
"Wow, I can't believe you did this. C'mere." She said with a look of total awe on her face. I moved into her hug but before I could hug her, she kissed me full on the mouth, which shocked me completely because she was usually so careful.
"Wow… I can't believe you just did that…" I trailed off in shock as I touched my lips, trying to work out if it actually happened or not.
"Well, I guess we're both full of surprises." She replied as she pressed her forehead softly against mine.
"That's disgusting, back in my day you'd never have seen something like that. What has this world come to?" I heard the voice of an obviously old person come from behind me. I turned around and saw an elderly couple standing there with looks or pure disgust on their faces.
"Excuse me?" I asked the woman.
"I said you'd never have seen anything as despicable as that back in my day."
"Well news flash grandma, this isn't 'your day' anymore, it's the twenty-first bloody century, and if I want to kiss my beautiful girlfriend in a public place then I damn well will, without worrying about what you old twats think, okay?" I asked her angrily.
"It's despicable, it's wrong and it's dirty, I shouldn't have to see it when I'm queuing to go on holiday, you cheeky little madam!" She exclaimed in an old croaky voice.
"Well turn the fuck around then, bitch. I'm queuing to go on holiday with my girlfriend. We're celebrating, so we kissed, it's not like I fucked her until she screamed on the conveyer belt, is it?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. The woman was about to argue back when Demi grabbed my arm softly.
"Leave it babe, you don't want to cause a scene." She whispered softly into my ear, causing me to notice that a few people had started staring.
"No, I don't give a fuck. Did you know that homophobia is actually illegal and punishable by law? Yeah, learn some facts, bitch." I told Demi then turned to the woman who still looked shocked.
"Is there a problem here Miss?" an airport staff member came over and asked me. I nodded my head and pointed to the woman.
"This sour faced bitch has been homophobic toward me and my girlfriend." I explained to the short woman.
"Is that so?" She asked looking at the woman.
"Yes, and I'm god damn proud to say that all gays should be shot at birth. The airport worker who I had noticed from her badge was in fact a manager raised an eyebrow at the woman.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave the building. I will not accept customers verbally abusing other customers in any way, shape, or form. You'll be sent a full refund for your tickets. Thank you, have a nice day." She said with an obviously fake smile. The old woman looked flabbergasted, attempted to argue her point, then left with her suitcase.
"I'm very sorry about that ladies, please accept a complimentary bump up to first class on your flight and my sincerest apologies." She said with a genuine apologetic smile.
"We're already first class, but thank you anyway." I said with a returned grateful smile.
"Well then allow me to offer you both a complimentary pre-flight glass of champagne each from La Costas in the waiting area." She asked kindly. I looked at Demi and shook my head.
"I can't accept that, I'm underage and I wouldn't want anyone to get in trouble, really, don't worry about it." I told her honestly. She seemed so kind and she threw the woman out, I didn't want to land her in any trouble after she'd helped us.
"Okay then, free food and drinks on your flight there and back. I'll ensure the air hostesses know, and I'm not taking no for an answer this time." She said with a wink directed at me that made me feel slightly uneasy.
"That would be lovely, thank you." I replied. The woman nodded and flashed a toothy grin at me before walking away. Demi chuckled and wrapped her arm around my waste, pushing our case-trolley along a little as the queue moved forwards again.
"She so wanted you!" She exclaimed with a loud laugh.
"Oh please. Even if she did I wouldn't go near her, it's you I lo… want." I said, saving myself quickly, thank god.
"You nearly… You just went to say you love me." She said quietly after a short while of silence.
"No, I went to say 'it's you I loike,' you know, in the accent I do, but then I remembered you said it made me sound common so I stopped myself." I saved myself again. I would have grinned proudly if it weren't such an issue. Demi eyed me suspiciously then nodded as we reached the front of the queue.
At nine thirty we boarded the plane and were going at God knows what speed down the runway. Demi looked really pale and she was sucking furiously on a boiled sweet, it was obvious she was scared. I looked at her and she smiled weakly. I put my hand out for her to take which she did before squeezing it tightly.
She nearly cried during the take-off, but once we were up in the air flying regularly she seemed totally fine.
"So how come you were so scared going up but you're okay now?" I asked her curiously, tracing circles on her palm softly.
"I just hate taking off and landing, my ears are really bad with the pressure and I hate the pain. I'm totally fine once we're up, it's just then." She said with a shrug. We were more relaxed once we were up, we both had our seatbelts off and the armrest separating us was up. There was an empty seat next to me luckily and Demi was in the seat next to the window so we had the row to ourselves. I'd put my feet up and was lying across the seats with my head comfortably on Demi's lap.
"N'awh, that's really cute actually. I'll hold your hand when we're landing to keep you focused on that." I told her before I yawned, realising just how tired I was. I never woke up at six, I would literally wake up last minute at eight o'clock on school mornings, so I was extremely tired.
"That'd be nice. Do you want to sleep baby? It's like a seven hour flight so you've got plenty of time to kill." She offered, obviously knowing how tired I was. I just nodded and closed my eyes, knowing I'd fall asleep soon. Demi started scratching my head softly with her nails, playing with my hair in a soothing kind of way. Within minutes I was fast asleep.
I woke up to find myself being completely shaken. I sat up quickly and saw that everyone was strapped in. I put my seatbelt on and looked at Demi. She was as pail as a ghost, she was obviously scared to death. I looked down the middle aisle of the plane and saw the air hostesses were trapped in. That was never good.
"There is a lot of turbulence, please make sure you are strapped in as tight as possible whilst I try to regain control of the aircraft." Announced the pilot through the speakers. It's safe to say that I had never been more scared of my life. Babies were crying further back in the plane and the person sitting behind us was mumbling some kind of prayer. I took Demi's hand in mine and squeezed it tightly.
"It'll be okay baby, don't worry." I lied, because I didn't want her to be scared, but I knew there was a possibility that it wouldn't be okay.
"I have to tell you something." She whispered to me whilst a single tear dripped down her face. I looked at her intently to show that I was listening. "I love you. I've fallen in love with you. I need you to know that in case anything happens." She rushed out as I felt the plane drop at least fifty feet. We were bumping up and down violently but I couldn't feel if after what she had just said.
"I'm in love with you too." I whispered to her before kissing her shakily.
Suddenly the plane stopped bumping.
And after twenty minutes of flying smoothly, the airhostesses started getting up and walking around the plane.
"Folks, the turbulence has finished and we're now only an hour away from our destination in Jamaica." The pilot's voice came calmly through the speakers. Everyone on the airplane cheered, except me and Demi. We were both just sitting there in complete silence staring into each other's eyes, trying to comprehend what had just been said.