Fly With Me- Chapter 60 (Part 1) Video

Fly With Me- Chapter 60 (Part 1)

Demi's POV

There's a piece of paper on the table and I look closely at it. It has my name on it. It's folded in half. I grab it and open it and quickly see Joe's handwriting.

'Dear Demi,
Enjoying the flight yet? Think, soon enough we'll be together. Feels like it's been forever, right? I missed you and I do miss you. When I go on stage tonight, I'll be thinking of you all night. Thinking of holding you, kissing you, loving you. I'll see you at the airport.
Love,
Joe.'

I smiled and fold the note back up and put it in the back pocket of my jeans.
I look up at the tv and flip channels around for a good half hour. I settle on Disney Channel. Ironically, Camp Rock is on. I watch it for a bit then scramble to pull out my phone and call Joe again. As I hear the voicemail, I wonder to myself why I called him so randomly. I leave a short message and watch the tv.
I must've dozed off because when I wake up, Camp Rock is over. I sit up and check the time. Only around 10. I grab my phone and see I have a voicemail message. I listen to it.
"Demi! I really wish you'd answered. I got your other messages. I miss you too and 1 hour and 30 minutes till I see you. I gotta go. Love you, bye."
It was from Joe. He probably had a moment to call me between songs or something. He sounded rushed and there was some noise in the background. I sighed and stretched out on the couch. I tired to fall back sleep but it took about half an hour because I was too excited to see Joe.
When I woke up, it was almost 11. I checked my phone to see a text message. Just from Sterling. I quickly replied and got in my seat and buckled up. Wed be landing in 10 minutes or so. I started getting jittery.

I walked into the jetport and picked up my luggage. I sighed and looked around. No sign of him yet, although, it was hard to see with the sunglasses on. I really didn't want to be recognized when I'm minutes away from seeing Joe.

Joe's POV

Ugh! Could traffic be any worse?! We had just gotten out of the venue area and we're now stuck in traffic on the way to the jetport. Big Rob is driving and I'm in the back of the huge Chevy. My knee is bouncing up and down uncontrollably in impatience.
"Can you just plow through them, put a siren on top of the car? Do something?!" I ask.
"Whoa, cool your jets, loverboy," Big Rob tells me. I groan and lean my head on the seat. My phone is dead or else I'd be on the phone with Demi right now. I sigh. Demi. How I've missed her. The feel of her silky black hair running between my fingers. The sound of her heartbeat when we're lying close together. The feel of her soft lips on my skin and on my own lips. Her smooth skin pressed against my own, her laugh, sounding like bells. Ugh, I'm torturing myself.
"I'm going to his something if we don't start moving," I say in agony.
"Not the windows, they may break," Big Rob warns, jokingly. We're still in the same spot a minute later.
"UGGH!" I yell and throw myself face down across the leather seat. I see Big Rob shaking his head out of the corner of my eye.
I don't remember much else. Maybe I blacked out. But we arrive, finally. I check the time on the dashboard before I jump out. 11:45. Only a half an hour late? It felt like 2 hours. I follow Big Rob, keeping my head down, into the jetport. We both look around and walk to the right. I'm walking, looking down at my feet to not get recognized when I'm it by something. It's a person. At first I thought it might be a crazed fan but then I get a whiff of what they smell like. It's Demi. It's her. Her arms are around my neck and she brings her legs up to wrap around my waist. I wrap my own arms around her back and hold her tightly. Demi kisses the side of my head and holds on tighter. A moment later, she pulls her head away and presses her lips to mine and I kiss her back. Everything seems to disappear, except for her and me.
Then we realize we're in a public place and she carefully climbs down. My smile turns into a frown as I look at her. She got skinnier, quite a bit skinnier. It doesn't look good.
"What's wrong?" she asks.
"We're going to Taco Bell, right now," I grab her hand and one of her bags and Big Rob gets the other two. I gently pull her out to the car and open the door for her. I help her in and put the luggage in the back. Big Rob goes around front. He gets in and so do I. I buckle up and we go on our way.
"To the nearest Taco Bell, Rob," I tell him.
"You want to tell me what's going on?" Demi asks.
"You know I love you, right?" I say, Demi nods. "I'm getting you food."
"Why? It's like midnight, I'm all set," Demi stammers, confused.
"When's the last time you ate? Or looked at yourself in the mirror?" I ask my voice cracking, afraid of what the answer is.

(Part 2)