I reached out a hand to smack his arm, causing him to start laughing.
Hey Nathan ? I started to say, trying my best to look innocent.
Yeah ? He said, turning to me with his full attention now.
Why did the chicken cross the road ? I asked.
Because it was trying to run away from Skylar the crazy violent wrathful girl ? Nathan tried.
No, because its name was Nathan and it was stupid. I corrected.
That was hurtful. He said seriously.
Good. I stuck my tongue out at him.
I need a kiss to feel better. Nathan pouted.
You’re gonna need a lot more than just a kiss to heal your ego. I chuckled.
You’re right. I can think of just the right fix. Nathan dropped his tone to sound seductive.
Just take your kiss and leave me alone ! I exclaimed, my eye having caught the perfect thing to prank him with.
If you insist. Nathan spoke nonchalantly, moving closer.
I watched as he leaned in and his eyes fluttered shut, awaiting my lips. Instead, I grabbed the magazine in front of me with a picture on Justin Bieber on the cover and pushed it against his face, so he ended up kissing the Biebs instead of me.
Nathan pulled back once he realized he wasn’t kissing human lips and looked surprised. That’s when I burst out laughing.
Oh you’ll pay for that. Nathan said in a scary tone.
I froze, watching him cautiously. Before he could do anything, a flight attendant interrupted us. I gave the young lady a relieved smile, but for some reason she wasn’t too friendly.
Excuse me miss, we will be landing in a little while and I need your chair to be upright. She tried to say casually, but I heard the venom behind her words and I instantly knew she was up to no good. Plus, I had seen her eyeing Nathan shamelessly when we had gotten on the plane.
I didn’t move my seat at all. I answered, watching her cautiously.
Nathan decided to pick up the magazine between us and started reading it. I wanted to laugh.
Well it’s not upright. She snapped, leaving no room for argument. Here, I’ll fix it.
I watched curiously as she leaned forward, reaching for the top of my seat and then figured out what blondie was up to.
Just as Nathan turned his head to the right to see what she was doing, she leaned more than she needed to and my unsuspecting boyfriend was met with a pair of fake boobs popping out of the attendant’s white dress shirt that was two sizes too small and was unbuttoned more than what was professionally appropriate.
I clenched my jaw as she pushed my seat up only by an inch, and tried to lean even more forward.
Hey, I’d really appreciate it if you and your fake boobs could get out of my boyfriend’s face before I rip those fake extensions out of your empty skull. I said in a calm yet threatening tone.
She immediately straightened up and gasped, trying to look innocent. Excuse me !? I’ll have you know that our airline has no tolerance for such disrespect and threats. So if you have a problem with my breast size-
Unfortunately her little speech was cut off as the plane dipped a great height, causing her to tumble over and fall into the unsuspecting lap of the elderly man who was seated next to Nathan.
Awe. I had really been looking forward to hearing her full speech.
EEE ! Get off me ! She screeched at the poor man, as if it were his fault.
We all watched as she stumbled up and stood again, glaring at the man, and then at me.
I raised a brow at the seething psycho, who opened her mouth to probably say something more stupid, but instead made a cringe-worthy screech as she stumbled again as the plane took another dip. But this time, she managed to grab a hold of herself.
You should really go take a seat before you fall over and hurt yourself. Wouldn’t want to risk losing any more brain cells now would we ? I asked with a polite smile.
You little- She started to yell, but was cut off yet again.
Attention all flight attendants, please take your seats immediately if you have not already as we have begun our descent. The captain’s sharp voice came on overhead, sounding pissed.
We all watched as she glared at us one last time, before stomping off down the aisle.
That was beautiful. Nathan finally spoke.
Stupid dumb bleached dotard… I muttered off.
Nathan suddenly leaned in closer to me, placing a hand on my thigh and the other on my neck. Do you know how sexy you look when you’re mad ? He asked me in a low whisper, causing me to shiver.
I opened my mouth to remind him that we were on a plane, but the old man seated next to Nathan beat me to it.
For gods sakes can’t you two wait till we land before doing the dirty ? The man complained, giving us a disapproving look.
Nathan clenched his jaw in annoyance, before turning away from me and to the old man. You’d understand if you actually got laid for once. He said bitterly, causing me to gasp.
Nathan ! Apologize right now ! That was so rude and disrespectful ! You can’t just say that to an elderly man who’s probably more wise than you. Plus, it’s not like you’ve ever been laid to actually be saying that. I finish off with a smirk.
Nathan’s jaw dropped in surprise at my jab, but he quickly snapped it close, an evil smirk now taking over.
Uh oh.
I watched as he turned to the man who had a ghost of a smile from my comment before.
I’m sorry sir, that was rude of me. It’s just that I’ve been sexually frustrated for a while now. I mean, I really like her but the thing is she never lets me touch her in any other way. I’ve been patient for years now but she still doesn’t trust me. It’s really frustrating. Nathan spoke in a defeated tone.
I was left with my jaw on the ground by the end.
That little bastard !
The worst part was when the old man gave Nathan a sympathetic smile and nodded in understanding. Don’t worry about it son. I understand. I’ve met a few girls like that myself, and can relate to how they made me want to rip out my hair. The man chuckled slightly, before turning to me. Look here miss, this man is quite handsome and seems kind. Don’t lead him on and take advantage of his kindness. Because one day he’ll get tired of waiting and leave you for another girl who’s more than willing. The man spoke wisely, and I had no choice but to nod in shame.