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Chapter 5 - The Meals
Emily POV
Right, so my friends get me to go on this stupid holiday because we've all finished Uni! Yeah! Celebrations and fun
However, now, sitting in the middle of Emma and Cook was most definitely, not fun.
Yeah, Emma's terrified of flying bless her. Always has been.
I've known Emma for like, 15 years so we meet when...Katie and I were 7, almost 8, but of course Katie was closer, being 6 seconds older. Don't ever forget that.
But anyway. I used to have this huge thing for Emma when I was 16, nobody including Emma ever found out. It soon blew over and it's completely done with now.
Then Cook, we met at College along with all the other guys, Freddie and JJ then we met Panda at Uni.
Panda was never really that close with any of us, she had this friend called Elizabeth or Effy or something, none of us ever met her so I wasn't sure, but Panda, short for Pandora, was fucking barmy but so lovely.
Cook, Freddie and JJ are the weirdest three-some...they were the 3 musketeers. Ones a stoner, ones a literally, crazy, magician and ones a womanizing alcoholic. Lovely. Don't get me wrong, we all liked a drink but Cook could drink all of us under the table.
But back to the flight, Cook was winding me up about the air hostess, Naomi.
God Naomi!
I must have fallen into a pot of leprechauns gold, bashed my head, died and gone to heaven.
She was fairly tall, well, everybody is compared to me. But she had these eyes, they were the first thing I noticed besides her voice of course. But they were like, ice blue, crystal like. And you could see just raw emotion, her eyes were totally going to betray her words. She was fucking beautiful, I wasn't a monstrosity, but Naomi was way out of my league. I turned into the person I used to be before I came out when she came over, I was shy and quiet and nervous.
Emma had told me about her but she hadn't really done the girl any justice.
Even though I was stupidly nervous and shy, Naomi got me to talk, I was just like, petrified my brain to mouth filter would stop working.
I don't know why I'm so bothered about her, she's probably not even gay. I mean, now, I'm very comfortably out, I had a lot of communication with gay people but Naomi? She just didn't seem it so I wouldn't be sure whether to try it...I don't even know if I'd be confident enough.
Maybe we could hang out? Then I'd be able to find out, I wonder if she'd want to? she said if we waited fro her we could get her number but, that be for Emma?
I just hope we can get to know each other because even if she was straight, we could still be friends right?
Now I also had to worry that she had heard Cook...stupid boy felt the need to say it really loudly, still love him though. Can't believe Naomi thought we were together though. Ha.
I was sat now watching her fine arse rooting around for a beer. Shit shit shit, she's coming back.
Naomi POV
So now I had to just act professionally and not show that I was bummed.
I had Cooks drink and I was cautiously heading back towards their seats. As I got there, Emily looked up at me with a shy smile. I just smiled back and she didn't this awfully cute blush thing.
"Here you go sir, anything else?"
"Nah thanks love, Em might want something though" nice subtle wink there mate, I wonder what he meant?
Maybe he was being serious?
I turned around to ask Emily, but when I was facing her, her eyes were glued to where my arse just was.
I cleared my throat and she looked up an she looked mortified , so, I shot her a smug smirk.
"Anything I can help you with Emily?" I wasn't really supposed to call people by their names but this was Emily, she wouldn't mind would she?
"ohh-yeah, mean- ugh" now she was just blabbering now, which was super cute.
"No thanks- is what I meant" she took a breath and gently let it out.
Now, I thought she was into Lols but does that mean I can't have a bit of fun with her? Not that kind of fun silly! Just mess with her a bit.
"You sure about that Miss?" she gulped, and breathed, "No, not at all..." oh. Well I wasn't expecting that response, it was very...honest.
I leaned in a bit, probably closer than I should be in a professional capacity...if it was just me and her, I'd very much like to be on top of her.
As I got quite close to her, her breath caught in her throat.
"Well then, miss, you let me know if there's anything I can do to..." I cleared my throat in a sexy way, "...help you" I shot her a wink, not quite knowing where all my confidence was coming from, sure, I was a fairly confident person, kinda have to be for this job, but when I was first around Emily, I was a bit of a nervous wreck.
I'd looked around me, and as I looked back at Emily, she seemed a little flustered, "everything okay Miss?" I was back in my profession 'Naomi, happy to help' mode now, as I was supposed to still be serving food.
Emily looked at me through half shut eyes, almost scornfully, but she still had that adorable cheeky smile, "everything is fine thank you...Naomi" God, the way she said my name made me a little weak at the knees, and it also made me think about what she would sound like moaning it or screaming it, but maybe those thoughts were for another time, but God, this girl.
"Okay" I didn't want to be rude but I had to carry on serving people their meals. All I had left to do on this row was the boy sitting next to Cook, then I could serve Emily and Emma, although Emma might not want any food.
Next to serve was the tanned boy, and I still had to figure out his name. I wanted to say this was Freddie, he looked more like a Freddie than the other guy.
I looked down at my chart on the trolley and saw that Jeremiah Jones had a nut allergy, fucking pain in the arse, not the guy, the allergy.
I didn't really realise how many things contained nuts or traces of.
Least now I had a reason to know who was who.
I had turned away from Emily not too, unfortunately.
I faced the 3 boys, although I only had to serve the 2 and I had already done the one- not like that, I was into boobs and fanny.
From what my chart said, is appears that my guy is Freddie, and without a nut allergy, "Excuse me sir, are you ready for your meal?"
