Hey Guys, here´s the chapter. it´s actually one of my favourites :P Anyways, I just finished my last examination in writing - geography...I got a "C".
Anyways, hope you like the chapter, have a nice day :P
Chapter 2: Stewardess
Danny's POV:
Wow, we were already on our way to US more exactly Los Angeles. I'd always been kind of afraid of flying; I know It sounds stupid – but even the guys didn't know how afraid I was. I was sitting there listing to Bruce Springsteen's "born in the USA" and enjoying my coke, when I saw this beauty. She looked so hot in her blue uniform and her very hot body. I could just not stop staring at her. "Guys, look at her!" I almost yelled. Tom and Harry almost jumped up to look at her. I guess she'd heard us, because she looked at us. "Go ahead she's yours."
As she walked down the aisle between the seats and asked the other passengers if they wanted to buy something, I tried to think of a way to get to talk to her. I was a little spaced out when she had reached my seat. "Can I get you anything, Sir?" she asked and a beautiful and soft voice. "Hm…" I mumbled getting back to reality. The beauty was standing right in front of me and I was acting like an idiot. "No thank you," I told her with a smile and immediately smacked myself mentally for saying no. A few hours later I still hadn´t come up with a plan to get to talk to the hot stewardess and I was frustrated. I stood up from my seat and went to the small bathroom that I´d always hated. I wouldn´t use it unless I really had to. As I unlocked the door and got out of the bathroom, I was looking down at the aisle as I walked. I hadn´t seen the hot stewardess before I walked into her. "Oh, I´m so sorry," I said and she smiled at me and I smiled back. We stood there smiling awkwardly for a while; none of us spoke or did anything else. I´d thought she would have walked away by now. "Good afternoon, Ladies and Gentlemen, we will be landing in our final destination in a few minutes," the male voice in the speaker system announced. I realized that I had to make my move now. "So, what´s your name?" I asked her, still smiling. "I´m Marian, and you?" she told me smiling cutely back at me. "Danny Jones," I told her. "Can I have you number?" I asked hopeful knowing that some girls actually didn´t want to give their number to a guy they just met in a plane. "Erm…sure," she replied and wrote her number down on a paper napkin. She handed it to me. "Well, Danny Jones, I´ll have to ask you to sit down in your seat and fasten your seatbelt," she told me and smiled at me one more time, before disappearing. I smiled triumphantly to myself as I made my way to my seat. Dougie, who sat beside me, noticed and shook his head me. "Good job, Jones," he said laughing. I smiled at him and looked out of the window for the rest of the flight.
We didn´t need to drive that far to reach the huge beach house that we´d rented for the week. It was very modern and cool. We all went to bed almost immediately since we all were tired from the flight.
The next morning, when I woke there was a delicate smell of pancakes going through the beach house. I got up quickly when I remembered that I was actually pretty hungry. When I got to the kitchen the smell was even stronger and I saw Tom and Gio standing in the kitchen. Tom was baking the pancakes by the oven while Gio was entertaining their very impatient 4 year old daughter Isabella who was sitting in her high chair. I smiled at Gio as I sat down beside her and looked at Isabella. Isabella started laughing when I made faces at her. I knew she loved when I did that. Gio laughed too. "Thank you, Danny," she told me and smiled. "No problems, I´ll do everything for my favourite little girl," I said and touched Isabella´s little nose making her giggle cutely again.
Tom served the pancakes then and sat down beside Gio and smiled at her. They shared a quick kiss and pulled back and smiled at each other. I grabbed a pancake and started digging into it before any of those two were started. They laughed. "Typical Dan," Tom said and shook his head playfully. Harry walked into the kitchen then and joined us at the table. "This smells good," he said complimenting. Tom looked up at him and smiled. "Isn´t Dougie up yet?" Gio asked looking at Harry. Harry had gotten the room just beside Dougie´s. "Don't know," he answered simply digging into his pancake too. "I´ll just go check," Gio said and stood up. She disappeared up the stairs.