Flames Of Passion In Los Angeles

The engines spool up as the plane taxis onto the runway, we line up and wait just so the aircraft that just landed could get off the runway and allow us to takeoff.

Seconds pass before the engines spool back up and the plane begins moving, slowly at first. The engines then spool up fully as the classic, silent buzz is coming from the engine.

We roll down the runway, racing faster and faster.

Before I knew it, the plane began to tilt up, and moments after that we were airborne. Climbing higher and higher out of Belgrade.

"Bye, bye Belgrade..." I mutter under my breath before resting my head back against the seat. I close my eyes before I slowly zone off and fall asleep.

Throughout the trip from Belgrade to Euromania, I was mostly asleep. I woke up in time when the flight attendants served both beverages and food. After I ate my food and drank my drink, I fell back asleep.

In what felt like seconds later, I wake up and I see we are lower than the last time I looked out the window, I am so glad we are on our decent. Another indication that we are on our decent is by my ears, once again, they block up.

I look to my right at Liam. I see him invested into his phone, he is carefully monitoring what is on the screen.

It was not before he moved that I realized I was staring at him. He looked up at me before giving me a smile.

I thought that he was going to look down at his phone and carry on with his business, but to my surprise, he does the opposite.

"Are you okay?" He asks me.

I nod quickly, "It's just the pressure I guess. My ears are blocked...".

I see him nod back at me, I can tell he might have the same problem.

" Umm..." I begin, gaining back his attention.

"Chewing gum?" I ask him, taking out a pack of peppermint gum from my bag.

"Sure, cheers..." he replies.

"Geez, I thought that James was the most Irishy person I could come across..." I tell him, giggling.

"Well, you are wrong, I am the most Irishy person you could ever meet... or so I think...".

I laugh at his uncertainty as I see him smile along with me. I quickly grab two gums out of the pack before putting them into my mouth.

I turn back to Liam just to see his eyes still on me.

" Are you okay?" I ask him.

"... Yeah, yeah I am just fine..." he says before taking his eyes off me.

I can feel myself slowly warming up as he comes closer to me, I mean, he innocently wants to see what is outside, but with his flirty attitude and intoxicating cologne, it is making me think of this as anything but innocent.

I cough on purpose to make him realise he is in my personal space, not that I am complaining but... I have a boyfriend...

Within a second, he moves back before apologising.

there was a quick moment of silence.

"The landscape looks so beautiful..." he begins, breaking the quiet.

"Yeah, it really does..." I agree.

"Would you look at that, Miss Grumpy agreeing with something I say...".

I look at him with my jaw dropped.

" Grumpy?" I ask him, annoyed.

"Oh no, I might have woken up the beast..." he teases me once again.

I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Well if I am grumpy, what are you?".

"Incredibly handsome...".

At least he is not wrong... I'll give him that...

" Something other than... handsome...".

He looks at me before giving me a smirk.

"You are grumpy and I am dominating...".

" Is that so?".

"... Yeah...".

" And says who?" I ask him.

"Me..." he growls, getting closer towards me, his breath could be felt on my skin, causing a feeling to ignite within me. A feeling I have not felt ever since James left. It was the feeling of l.u.s.t. I could tell he was feeling the same.

I begin to blush as I can see him move away from me and I move away from him.

The rest of the plane ride was silent, I didn't let out a squeak and nor did he.

The plane kept on descending and twenty minutes after I woke up, we land in Euromania, really busy Euromania.

The landing was fairly bumpy but in the pilot's defence, he had to land as soon as possible. Once the plane reached an appropriate speed, we taxi off the runway and onto one of many taxiways at Euromania International.

We taxi for a fairly long time before entering a huge ramp, we pass tones of planes that are idle, shutdown at their aprons, from BAe 146s to A320s, to the A321s and many more.

The aircraft keeps in taxiing straight through this huge ramp before slowing down, turning right and taxiing into an empty apron.

Once we stopped at the apron, seconds pass before the engines shutdown along with the turning off of the seatbelt signs. Immediately, Liam stands up and gets his things. I look at him and I keep my eyes on him as I watch him get his things. Once his eyes land back onto mine, I try to look away as fast as I can, before standing up and pretending like I am actually doing something.

I hear him chuckle before walking down towards the front of the plane.

I quickly take his place, by standing where he stood moments ago to get my stuff. With all my stuff in my hands, I patiently wait for the passengers in front of me to begin moving and to get off the plane.

The door opens and one by one, passengers exit the plane.

I exit the plane and I follow the crowd as they enter a bus.

Quickly taking a seat, all I now need to do is wait.

Many minutes pass before all the passengers enter the bus and we begin our way towards the terminal building.

We pass along the taxiways as big airplanes taxi on the busy taxi ways, some towards the runways while others towards their aprons.

After a long bus drive, we finally reach the terminal building.

The doors open as all the passangers spill out of the bus, I come out in between a crowd. It was not until I look to my left that I realise I am beside no one other than... Liam...

"Missed me?" He teases me.

I dont reply, instead I plough through the crowd. I try to get away from him...

"I swear, this shit can only happen to me..." Mutter under my breath.

"Hey, Ana," I hear a familiar voice call out my name. It is Victor.

"Hey..." i greet him with a hug.

"I need to know... Who is that handsome muscle you were sitting beside?" He asks me.

I roll my eyes as I really have no clue what to say.

"He is... James's...". Just as I am about to say it, I see him walk past us, his eyes focused on me as his grin grows a bit bigger.

"Its his what?" Victor sends me out of my thoughts.

"A friend... He is James's friend...".

F.u.c.k, I just lied to him... But... I dont feel like he should know the truth... Just yet.

"A friend?...".

"Oh come on, we will be late for our flights...".

"You mean you will...".

"whatever..." I reply.

I proceed to drag him towards the security area.

So we pass all the security and now we are in the main terminal, where we will go two seperate ways.

"Well, this is it, Victor. I will miss you...".

"I will miss you too, bestie.".

We hug eachother one more time. While in our big hug, I hear him whisper something to me.

"I can see that you like him...".

I freeze...

"Just don't make a dumb choice, okay?".

I nod.

"Okay..." He says before we seperates. He turns around before walking off, turning back once for a wave, and I wake back.

I then turn my way and walk off to find my gate or at least the area I supposed to be in.

Next stop, L- f.u.c.k.i.n.g -A...