"Get the fuck off me!"
My immediate reaction made the plane go silent. Why wouldn't I have a right to scream? I mean, I do love Justin and I know it was an accident; but this fact still comes to mind:
Having Justin's hands on my breasts could have him arrested by me for sagittory rape of a minor.
He immediately removes his hands from my breasts after the jolt and after my outburst, spitting out quickly, "I am sorry! I am so-so-so sorry!" he stuttered, asking for forgiveness.
Like things weren't bad enough between us, THIS has to happen.
"You should be, you fucking pervert!" I yell at him, the lights still off on the plane, "Now I don't know if we will ever be friends!"
I want to be your girlfriend. Maybe even more.
"Jade, I'm sorry," he mumbled quietly. Right after he said that, the plane jolted to the right, knocking me into Justin. Wow, the last thing, only vice versa.
Great. Like I need to give him ideas.
"Sorry," I mumbled as I pushed myself away from him off his chest, trying to see the expression on his face, but couldn't. I wish that you would come to your senses and realize that I'm the perfect one for you.
I realized it the moment I first saw you on TRL.
I push myself back in the seat, my hands starting to shake. Either it's because I don't know what's going on with the plane or mine and Justin's relationship.
Either way, I'm scared of it.
I felt his warm hands cover mine and I start to calm down. He whispers in my ear, "It'll be okay, we'll be alright," as his warm breath tickles my ear and my cheek, making me melt into putty on the seat.
Eww! Lovesick putty on the seat! Don't sit on me!
I instantly calmed down as I felt his lips coming closer to my earlobe, threatening to kiss it, when he suddenly burst me out of my ecstasy, "Calm the fuck down!"
Wow, he's got balls!
I covered my ear briefly from his yell as he went back to his normal position, cockily snuggling himself in the seat. I finally release my hand from my ear, afraid he might yell again.
I don't need my eardrums shattered.
"Wow, will we ever get along?" I ask myself and put on my headphones, listening to Justin's smooth voice on "Tell Me, Tell Me…Baby" for the rest of the trip.
We didn't speak the rest of the way there.
Once the plane landed, I put back on my sunglasses and hat and met up with Rico. We headed to a cab and got in it, taking us to the hotel we were to stay at.
I already said goodbye to the guys.
By this time, I was famished. Really hungry and really tired. By the time we got to the hotel and checked in, I felt like I was going to pass out I was so hungry.
I want some food, god damnit!
I picked up the phone and called 'Room Service', ordering some juicy barbeque chicken wings. My absolute favorite food. Better than the health crap I eat now.
It's nice to be a pig once in a while.
When my food got to my room, I took about an hour to eat my dozen wings. I turned on the TV and there was a really old episode of 'I Love Lucy' on.
I love being normal.
When I finally finished my wings, I turned the TV on mute and fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Justin.
What would fate put us through tomorrow?
I didn't even care as I started to fall asleep in my dress, turning myself over on my side and pulling the thick cover over my cold shoulder.
Good night, Justin. You'll be in my dreams...