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Chapter Three: Matt Prefers the Window Seat
Disclaimer: Don't Own Matt Hardy, just my OC.
Flight Number 743, heading to Houston, Texas is now boarding.
Matt looks down at the sleeping brunette who was laying in his lap, fast asleep, savoring the image for a moment before he leans down to kiss his girlfriend on the head. "Wake up gorgeous, our flight is boarding."
Lindsey stirs, yawning before opening her eyes to reveal her dark orbs."I hate Red Eye flights." She groans, raising up and stretching before she follows Matt to board the plane.
"I know you do, but your lazy ass can sleep as long you want once we get to the hotel room." Matt replies, grabbing his girlfriends hand as they enter the plane and begin to search for their seats. "Here we are." He says, taking a seat by the window.
"Weren't you even going to ask me?" She inquires, as she stands there, hands on her hips, staring at her significant other as he gets settled into his seat.
"Ask you what?" He asks, not completely understanding what Lindsey was talking about.
Lindsey rolls her eyes, plopping down in the seat next to him, and Matt assumes that the little bitch fit that had just occurred was due to grumpiness.
"You know maybe I wanted to sit at the window seat from time to time." Lindsey, implies again, obviously still bothered by the situation.
Matt, let's out a small chuckle as Lindsey stares him. "But I always sit at the window seat."
"Well I enjoy a nice view too, you could've at least asked Matt instead of just sitting there."
Letting out an exasperated sigh, Matt decided to give into the demands. "Linds, would you like to sit in the window seat?"
"Nope." She quickly replies, shrugging her shoulders before continuing. "I'll just hold out on sex for a while and pray that a sexy man owns the seat next to me, so that he can keep me company."
Just as Lindsey says this, a handsome young man stops at said seat and sits down.
"Umm, Linds. Take the window seat after all." Matt says getting up, Lindsey mumbles something incoherent as she switches with her. "There, happy?"
"Not really." She groans, Matt taking extreme pleasure in the situation.
But the pleasure was short lived, once a large sweaty man with a bag of Doritos comes to the seat that the handsome man was occupying. "Um. This is my seat." The large man says showing him his ticket, the handsome man obliges, apologizing for his mistake as he gets up from the seat and the new occupant sits down.
"Now I'm happy. I now completely understand why you like the window sweet so much. Thank you sweetie. " Lindsey says with a smile, relishing in Matt's discomfort.