Josh turns on some rock music so loudly that I can't hear the book I'm listening to through my earphones.
I know he’s doing it on purpose to provoke me into a fight. But I won't give in; I simply keep ignoring his existence because that's what infuriates him the most.
Oh, Lord, please give me the strength to survive this weekend.
Chapter Two
Kendall
We got to the airport in fifteen minutes instead of thirty, breaking all traffic laws. Josh took my luggage without asking me, and thank God for that because I would never ask him for help; I'd rather have a hernia.
When we get to the desk counter, the registry woman tells us that we're late.
I know that; it's because of this asshole!I want to scream but restrain myself.
"I'm not sure we have adjacent seats for you since the plane is already full," she says right before taking our documents. "You should've checked in online."
"It's okay," I say with a smile, silently cheering that I won't have to sit next to Josh. I'd be happy to sit next to the toilet if it's far away from him.
"I did," Josh says to my surprise, "and I paid for the upgrade, but confirmation didn't come, so I don't have boarding passes."
I widen my eyes, looking at him, but he avoids my gaze on purpose.
He upgradedbothof our tickets?
When we leave our luggage and take our passes, we run to the boarding gate, where they’ve been waiting for us.
I take a look at Josh, expressing all of my negativity towards him, trying to show how angry I am that we're late, but he doesn't even look in my direction.
One of the things I hate about Josh is that each time something unpleasant or even terrible happens, he doesn't give a fuck. Seriously. He doesn't care if it's a test in school or a chess competition, he's always calm as a rock, and it pisses me off. Because I'm usually as red as a tomato, shaking like a terrified rabbit.
Josh upgraded our tickets to business class seats without even asking me.
"Would you like to take the window seat?" he asks casually when we get to our row, giving me his most charming smile.
"Why? Do you want to take it if I say'yes'simply to piss me off?" I ask sarcastically in response, pushing past him to take the window seat.
For a couple of minutes, we both stay silent. I turned my phone off for departure, so I can't listen to music now. I know I could've ignored the rule to turn off all electronics for take-off and landing, but I don't like to do that. I'm a girl who loves rules, who needs them to survive in this world.
"Are you gonna ignore me for the entire flight?" Josh asks after a couple of minutes in silence.
I turn to face him with my most irritated look. "Why do you always have to do that? Couldn't we be on time at least once?"
He smirks, obviously enjoying my irritation. He's like a vampire, but instead of blood, he drinks the last drops of my self-control.
"We could, but that wouldn't be so funny,kitten." He licks his lips after saying that, and I want to punch him.
He emphasizes the wordkittenbecause that's what my boyfriend used to call me. Josh heard it once in our conversation and then made fun of me, using it every single time he could.
"That's not funny anymore. Chad and I broke up," I say as calmly as I can.
We broke up a couple of weeks ago, but it seems like forever. I guess I just wasn't in love with him like I thought I was when we were dating.
Josh's happy smile evaporates, and now he expresses concern.
As if he cares.I inhale deeply.It's five hours with him, only five hours.I repeat those words in my head like a mantra.
"What happened? When?" he asks right away, moving a little closer to me.