Hi everyone!! So as I'm having major writers block with my main fic, Deceit and Lies, at the moment I decided I'll post this oneshot just so you know I haven't stopped writing completely
Hope you enjoy it and with a bit of luck there will be more of my main fic soon
Place To CrashI sighed thankfully as it was announced that my flight to the Caribbean, which had already been delayed 2 hours was now ready to board. Wearily I picked up my jacket and hand luggage, turned up my Ipod and went to board the flight. Finding my seat quickly, I slid into it and made myself comfy, starting to feel a bit more relaxed although now thinking about what kind of weirdo or annoying person was going to get the seat to my right, this was one good reason for having my Ipod; if you can’t hear them then they’ll have to stop bugging you sooner or later! A few minutes later just as I had closed my eyes to try and get some sleep I felt someone slide into the seat next to me. Half opening one eye, I slowly glanced to the side. This was no normal annoying passenger…Oh my God what are the chances of finding yourself sitting next to a famous popstar, especially one you fancy the pants off. Should I say something, or should I try and stay calm and pretend I don’t know who he is, let’s face it, he wasn’t going to talk to me anyway so what was the problem. I tried to turn down the volume on my Ipod, which was now blaring Robbie songs and would have me singing and tapping any minute but he must have noticed me moving
“I hate flying” he uttered
“I know, what I’ve always wondered is why you keep flying places if you hate it? Seems a bit odd to me”
“You know?” he asked with a raised eyebrow
“Sorry” I blushed “Shouldn’t have said that! I’m a fan” I said as I sank further into my seat wishing the chair would swallow me up
“Oh right. Well no need to tell you I’m Jason then” he smiled, that smile which made my heart skip a beat
“Karen” I said “I don’t mind flying although I hate take off, don’t know why really”
“Yeah me too, I hate flying full stop, but it’s easier to get to places. So do you panic during take off, cos I might need someone to hold me hand” he grinned, his big blue eyes shining at me
“Oh I don’t panic, but my breathing gets heavier and I tend to shake a bit”
“Well I’d rather see you shaking and breathing heavily in more pleasant circumstances” he said winking “but I’m sure we’ll get through it together”
I sat there blushing, not knowing where to look, all sorts of things now going through my head
“Oh look at you, you’re going all red!” he laughed
“Yeah well you shouldn’t…oh never mind! Now shut up and watch the safety demonstration” I said turning to watch the air steward putting on her life jacket and pretending to blow her whistle. As the plane moved along the runway, I started to feel sick and looked at Jason who didn’t look too great either
“We’re a right pair” I laughed as Jason’s hand moved to cover mine sending a shiver up my spine.
The flight was now underway and the stewards were starting to come round with drinks and snacks
“Just a diet coke for me please” I said as Jason ordered a water
The announcement came over the tannoy that the film would be starting on the main screens soon; Music and Lyrics
“This is a good film, you ever seen it?” I asked
“No I haven’t”
“You might be able to get some tips; you know since you have trouble remembering the lyrics that go with your music” I coyly took a sip from my drink while side glancing a Jason
“Hey! That’s not fair, I was nervous…it’s not like it happens all the time” he said sounding serious
“I know, I’m kidding you know! I think the fact that you got up there and did that on your own is extremely brave and I’ll have you know both nights I saw the gig you got my biggest cheers of the night”
“So is that because I’m your favourite or what?” he grinned
“Now that would be telling” I winked
“Cos you know if I was your favourite then you could be the one to tempt me to join the mile high club” the mouthful of drink which I had just taken had been ejected from my mouth as I turned and landed all over Jason’s lap
“I’m so sorry” I said reaching for a tissue to try and make it less visible, my hand grazing places where it shouldn’t be, making me blush “maybe you should just do that yourself” I said all flustered
“Why? I was enjoying that then” he pouted
“Yeah well I don’t know you well enough to be joining the mile high club so it’s best if you clean yourself up”
“Shame that” he said as he tried to wipe the stain on his trousers. I could feel his body heat radiating to me and the more I thought about what he had said, the more scenarios I had in my head. I must have grinned and let out a small sigh
“You alright, what were you thinking about that caused that grin” he asked wiggling his eyebrows
“Nothing”
“You’re blushing again! Were you thinking about my offer?”
“Oh shut up will you! Of course I wasn’t”
“You were, look” he said poking the dimple in my cheek “You’re going bright red” he said through his laughter
“Am not”
“Are too!”
“Am not”
“Are too! You‘re thinking about what position we would have to use to be able to get the job done in a really small space”
“Am not!” I said reaching into my bag for a mirror, accidentally knocking out my Take That book and also my notepad with Take That Fan Fic written on the front of it!
I quickly bent down to pick it up but Jason’s hand got there first. He looked at my eyes, grinned then looked down
“Jason Orange!” I said as I realised he was now getting more of a view of my cleavage than he should be
“What?”
“Don’t you try and act all innocent with me”
“Anyway what’s this then? Do you write this stuff?” he asked waving my notebook in front of me
“What stuff?”
“Come on, I know what fan fiction is! We have people who work with us that check out what’s happening on TTTV you know and I also know that there is another site for you laydees who like to make your fics a bit more risqué!”
“What? How do you know about that…It’s private. If you know about it that means Emz has had to authorise you and…”
“We actually registered when you had the old site, before you moved so it was no problem getting on again” he grinned
“What?” I almost shouted “and you guys actually read these fics?”
“Well we have read a few. Howard has taken to reading Titti’s; she’s got quite an imagination that one!”
“Yeah, her stories are usually very entertaining, she wasn’t too impressed when I killed off Howard” I giggled
“So you do write then! Were you the one who killed off Howard after like 100 chapters and then got with me”
“Oh God” I muttered, blushing furiously again
“It was you!”
“Yeah it was me! It’s just a bit of harmless fun you know, we don’t mean to cause offense and everyone’s got their little fantasies”
“Well if I’m in it, the fantasy shouldn’t be little! So is this your latest work?” he asked picking up the notebook
“Well yeah, that’s actually one I’ve just finished posting. It’s only short about 14 chapters but I was quite pleased with how it turned out, It’s called Killing Time”
“Mark fic?”
“Nope”
“Which leads me to think it’s not a happy fic”
“I suppose you could say that”
“You don’t kill me off do you?”
“Never!” I said poking my tongue out
“I might just have to read this then, or I’m sure it’s in your area I can catch up when I get home”
“Yeah you do that and make sure you leave me feedback so I know you have. What’s your username anyway?”
“I cant tell you that…” he started to say just as the plane started to shake and bump along, the look of worry in his eyes sent a flutter through my heart
“Don’t worry” I said grabbing his hand “It’s just turbulence” within a few minutes it had passed and we were back to talking about fanfic and some of the plot lines people had used.
“So have any of you guys ever posted on the forum?”
“No we just joined to see what was going on really, we all use the one username and nobody will ever know what that is”
“Right” my mind was going into overdrive trying to think who they could be, had I seen the username at the bottom of the forum…I guess I would never know. The plane started to shake again and passed after a few minutes
“Not a great flight today for someone who doesn’t like flying” I remarked, only to be interrupted by the pilot
“Good evening ladies and gentleman. This is your pilot speaking. Please do not panic but we are having some technical difficulties which is causing the turbulence you have been experiencing. Rather than try to make it to your final destination we are going to land at an airport before then and see if we can get the problem fixed. Please do no be alarmed we should be able to get to an airport to make the emergency landing and then have you back en route as soon as possible…
Blackness was now all there was and raised voices and people going into panic mode. Just before the pilot had finished speaking, there had been another violent shift of the plane, lights had flickered and then completely gone off. I had instinctively pushed my hand out to the side, searching for Jason’s. Both of our hands finding the others at the same time. As the plane continued to shudder and shake I was flung back against the window with Jason promptly landing on top of me
“Not the time” I said trying to make light of the situation but there was no answer
“Jason?”
“Yeah I’m here I’m just shit scared”
“I know you are but don’t worry, the pilot said he’d be able to land the plane and I’m sure he will” I tried to keep calm as possible but inside I was thinking the same as everyone else. We managed to pull ourselves back up into our seats and sat back, Jason’s arm made it’s way round my body pulling me in closer, it was weird that even though I didn’t really know Jason I had never felt so close to anyone in my life. I looked up and even though I couldn’t see his face, I could feel his terror…his breathing was getting quicker and I could feel his heart pumping so fast it felt like it would explode through his chest at any minute
“Don’t worry” I said reaching my hand up to stroke his cheek “It’ll be fine, it’ll all be fine” I said quietly trying to convince both him and myself. Just as we leaned back in the seats, the violent shaking returned and the plane now felt like it was tipping right over to the side, I could feel Jason being thrown out of his seat and I grabbed his hand, clinging on so tightly. Still grasping his hand I felt like I was in a giant but dangerous pinball game, bouncing off things as we seemed to be moving down the aisle, banging off arm rests and other people as we went
“Jason” I almost managed to gasp but there was no reply, just a squeeze between his hand and mine. When we finally came to a stop, I had no clue where we were but I could hear people shouting and crying, still the cabin was in darkness so I had no clue what was going on
“Karen are you ok?” I heard Jason’s soft voice from next to me
“Yeah I think so but I can’t move my leg, I dunno if it’s trapped or something” I could feel Jason’s hand making it’s way down my body trying to see if he could find out where I was trapped.
“Just watch where you put that hand mister” I said authoritatively
“Sorry but it’s dark you know” I could tell by the sound of his voice he was grinning
“Yeah somehow I don’t think you’re as innocent as you make out…” I gasped as his hand brushed the top of my thigh, making me moan slightly. Oh God in different circumstances and if my leg wasn’t bloody stuck! Suddenly there was a jolt again and we were flung around again, the jolt had dislodged my leg from wherever it was stuck and as we came to a stop I heard a bang and I hit my head of something hard
“Bugger!” I yelled
“You ok?”
“Yeah I just hit my head on something” I stretched my arms out to the side and could touch walls on either side, and then could feel things round about me. I stuck my foot out and sat up a bit, realising we were in a small room of some sorts…the toilet! It was relatively big for a plane toilet so I figured we must have tumbled into first class when we went for a tumble earlier and now we had ended up here. Another few jolts came and with the last one I ended up flat out on the floor with Jason being flung on top of me.