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              "I’M NOT MUCH OF A picture person, if I’m honest with you.” The brunette replied an embarrassed expression forming on her features as she looked at the other girl. “I highly doubt I even know how to smile.” She attempted to joke again, doe eyes wandering around and taking in the scene. “But you are correct, it’s breathtaking.” Emilia said, as she stepped aside so the girl could get her shot. “Perhaps a nice scenic shot will satisfy you?” She asked hopefully, the only person she ever agreed to take pictures for was her best friend and that was because Instagram, as Vilu put it was a mandatory part of life. Sure, Emilia  loved technology as much as the next person but her interests were more along the lines of what was inside a computer and or camera as opposed to how it worked.

The Never Book (via auideas)

true friendship

                “WELL AREN’T WE A TAD BIT bitter today? What is it hon? Who’s made my snowflake upset?” The brunette’s voice dripped with sarcasm doe eyes faking concern as they made contact with her best friend’s. Any stranger that listened to their banter would worry about their personal safety the two girls often exchanged i love you’s laced with insults and often looked at one another in contempt but the reality of the matter was that while they bickered and fought fiercely the two would kill for each other and never think twice about it. “Hey whatever you need to do, to keep your bitterness away from me, go ahead and do it. I’ve got enough of it on my own thank you.” She joked as she playfully nudged the other girl. Looking around as Vilu spoke, Emilia huffed she’d been complaining about such a thing earlier only to throw a napkin in her direction. “Just for that? I’m so going to push you out of that chair.” She declared playfully before pouting in her direction. “God V, whatever have I done? All I ever did was love you.” She mused dramatically before wiggling her eyebrows. 

Those long thirty minutes of boarding and getting into the air was excruciating, for their hands wanted to find their way between her thighs but there was far too many wandering glances on the plane. The seat belt light turning off was a blessing as they looked at her, their smirk matching her own. Without another word they happily went with the kiss, cupping her cheek before she pulled away with their bottom lip being pulled. As she stood up, their hand couldn’t help but cup her ass. They unbuckled their seat belt after a few minutes, the happily moved into the back of the plane where the bathroom was. Knocking lightly on the door, they looked around the cabin to make sure no one was around. As the door opened, they happily slipped through the small gap. When the door closed, they put their hands on her hips, pulling her closer to themself. “Fancy seeing you here.”

At the way something like pleasure came onto her face, they knew that they had her. It was an interesting prospect, to have sex for recreation instead of to be given some money for it, but they knew that they could never charge Emilia for something. She didn’t deserve to be brought into their profession. At her accusation about not caring for the rules, they laughed, hot breath trailing down her neck as they pulled away slightly. “You’re the only trouble I will care about, babe,” they said, considering staying there to simply kiss and lick her skin. Standing up with her, they pulled her back close to their chest, linked hands pressing against her chest as they walked behind her. “I am sure we can do it if you put your mind to it,” they said, pushing their hips slightly against her.

                    THE LINE COULDN’T MOVE FAST enough that was the constant thought that ran through the brunette’s mind as they moved forward together. However it wasn’t exactly all that long before they found themselves sitting in their seats, plane taking off. After a few minutes of being allowed to roam the cabin and the seatbelt sign was clicked to off, she turned in her seat looking at them as a playful smirk grazed her features leaning forward she pressed her lips to theirs and pulled on their bottom lip softly, nipping at it with her teeth. “See ya in two.” She stated with a wink before stalking of to one of the bathrooms. 

               IF THE BRUNETTE KNEW ABOUT HIS past she probably wouldn’t have threatened him in the first place. Although, the same thing could be said abot her. He didn’t know her past either. But he decided not to hold a grudge. He wasn’t the type to in the first place. But he hated when people couldn’t just give genuine apologies. They had to play it off. So he couldn’t help that his cheeks rose and his eyes squinted, his face creating a dirty grimace as he turned to her again. He was so done with the prissy, stuck up bitches at this school that he couldn’t hold back anymore. “You can keep your fake ass apology to your fucking self, ma. And if you think your tiny little twig ass could do anything to overpower me, then you’re delusional as fuck. And I ain’t got the time to deal with your dumb boogie ass or fucked up ‘I’m better than everyone cause my daddy pays my tuition’ attitude.” Alfie had fought for his life on multiple occasions and while he didn’t think she would really make a move on him or even knew how, he was confident he could take her if needed. Of course, he wouldn’t hit her. That’s just jail time waiting to happen, no matter the situation. But restrain her? Definitely. But he’s have to stop himself from throwing her across the plane first. Cause he definitely wanted to. “Now do us both a favor and just shut the fuck up.” He ended. And it didn’t matter what she said next since Alfie just wasn’t listening anymore. He was fed up and irritated and if she said anything else to him, he was sure he’d lose his cool. “And if you really need to know, this seat is taken. Cause I fucking paid for it, dumbass.” 

              IT WAS DURING MOMENTS LIKE these, that Mila was reminded of just how difficult it was to hold her tongue. The reminder that she had a story to maintain for her own safety and the safety of the family she know realized she had was all too present to ignore. However her eyes darkened at the mention of her father, her thoughts quickly racing to her real father, not the fictional one and that was enough to make her want to shove his headphones down his own throat. Still her posture remained  unfazed, her narrowed eyes probably played off as mere annoyance rather than actual hurt. It hadn’t been a fake apology in the first place, she just wasn’t good with uttering the words ‘I’m sorry’. Call it a pride thing or whatever, but she simply didn’t have much practice with it. “Actually jackass as much as ‘my daddy’ may have money. I quite happen to have an income for myself pick up a Forbes Magazine.” That part was true, her technological talents had made her the target of attention of many innovative technology firms and she had quite a few high selling apps and programs under her belt. Which caused her name or well the name she’d been given to appear on Forbes, 30 under 30. A laugh came shortly after his request to end the conversation and she nodded, pushing herself off from her seat, as she shoved her phone and other belongings in her bag. She did however pop the top off a Starbucks coffee container and before she could really think it through she flicked the cup in his direction spilling the contents of it on his lap. “Enjoy your flight...jackass.” She mused sweetly, throwing a wink in his direction before starting to walk away. She’d ask for another seat, no way in hell would she deal with him during what was supposed to be a peaceful flight.