《Snowy Romance》Part 19
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"Tom...this is too much!" I said stunned at what I was seeing. "Only the best for my girl" he replied. I was stood looking at the luxury furniture and space we had. Tom had booked a private jet and we had it all too ourselves. I walked over to him and hugged him tight. "Thank you" I whispered. "Anything for you. Also I wasn't going to spend 18hours and 46 minutes sat on a cramped plane" he said laughing. I slapped his arm and walked over to the sofa. I looked out the window and watched as we took off. I felt Tom's arms wrap around me. It felt like a dream.
We drank and laughed and watched films. We were having a Marvel movie marathon. I had my head laid on Tom's lap and he was playing with my hair. I got to the middle of Avengers Assemble and then I must of fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of thunder and lightening. I sat up quickly frightened. I hated thunder and lightening especially when flying. "Darling, darling it's okay. I've got you" Tom said bringing me into a hug. I was shaking. I wriggled out of his grip and ran to the bed. I pulled the covers over me and hid. Tom came over and got in bed with me and hugged me tightly. "I'm s...sorry. I d...d..don't like it" I stutter out. "It's okay, I've got you and I'm never letting go" he said kissing my forehead.
It took me ages to go to sleep. I held Tom for dear life. Tom started humming and eventually I drifted off. The next time I woke, Tom was stroking my hair. The thunder and lightening had stopped. "Feeling better?" Tom asks when he sees I'm awake. "Yes thank you. I'm so sorry. I've never liked it ever since I was a kid. And to hear it and see it when flying, it just freaked me out" I said looking at him apologetically. "It's okay. I was like it when I was younger but I just got use to it" he replied. "Anyway, what do you want for breakfast? We should be landing soon" he said getting up and going to the fridge. I got up and went to the plane window. The ocean was blue as you can imagine. "It's beautiful" I said allowed. I was mesmerised. "Fruit?" Tom said taking me out of my thoughts. "Hmm" i said turning round. "Fruit for breakfast?" He asked laughing. "Yes please!" I said going to sit on the sofa. Tom brought it over and we both ate.
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Shortly after, we both get dressed into clean clothes and packed our stuff up. "Good Morning, this is your Captain speaking. We are coming into land". Tom hugged me and we went to look out the window. "I cannot believe we are finally here!" I said smiling from ear to ear.
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