yoour enemy had a older brother and he was HAWTTT. you like your enemys brother, his name is Noah. he was 6'6 huge muscles and was hot he was 23

you and your best friend, Avery, are going to Italy for your 21st, but your seats were separated you lookout of the window of the plane anxioulsly you hate flying you look over at the guy sitting down beside you And your eyes widen your enemies older brother, Noah, looks at you with a scowl "wanna take a picture?" he drawls but your don't retort, as the planes starts to take off. you squeeze your eyes shut, fear filling you a collapsed hand grabs yours "you're okay, love" you glance at him "hey, its okay, you're safe" he says softly you shake your head he glances at your lips, clearing wanting to kiss you "want a distraction, love?"