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This was it. I was finally on the last plane after a 17 hour flight on 3 planes. I was finally going to be in Arizona.  We had been waiting for this day for well over a year and a half. His lips... would finally meet mine; his hands would finally caress mine; we would finally be face to face.

It all started on the 28^th of May 2007. That one chat... that one mistake that made me grin continuously for months.

“Well... err... I like you too. Wanna go out?”

Looking back, it was a stupid question really. We had met on the 26^th October and probably liked each other since the following Christmas. There was no way the answer would have been anything but yes. But I s’pose the question had to be there to start things off.

“We should be landing any minute now... please fasten all seatbelts.”

I awakened from my usual day dreams with the usual smile on my face, to fasten my seatbelt. I gripped onto the arms and pushed backwards, petrified of what was coming. With the final bump of the wheels and ground and the all clear from the pilot, my body relaxed, waiting to get off the plane. I was finally going to meet him.

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I collected my bags and walked outside into the blazing heat of Arizona. There were a number of cactuses dotted around the outside area of the airport. Cars were parked everywhere in the huge car park that could be seen for almost miles around. It wasn’t a very busy day, or not as busy I had probably expected, but the heat definitely made up for it. I wiped my forehead, and rubbed my eyes looking for him. It was ten past. I was getting worried by the minute, looking at the clock every 10 seconds.

All of a sudden a grasp of hands came from behind, and relaxed onto my face. I placed my hands on top of them, turning around to see who it was.

“JARRETT!” I screamed. I had the hugest grin on my face, and not the slightest clue of what to say, do, or think. I stood there, looking at him.. looking at me.

“Welcome... to Arizona!” he said with a grin as big as mine. His eyes sparkled, dancing as the sun rays hit his face. All I could do was stand there, getting lost in his eyes. Next, came the awkward silence; and by the “sounds” of it, neither of us knew what to say. Then something came over me. I leaned closer, wrapping my arms all the way around him, hugging him tighter than I could have imagined. I finally had him in my arms. My eyes were shut tight, as though it was a dream, and no one could take it away from me. My head pressed up against his chest. He was finally... mine. As we stood there in the middle of the airport, I felt his arms wrap around me, and his head present on mine. He hugged me just as tight, and was just as much in the unknown as I seemed to be. Even though I knew we were being stared at, and most of his friends, and my best friend were watching us; I never felt more alone with someone than I did right now. I finally released my grip, leaning back, keeping my arms wrapped around him. He leaned back as I did; with his cute smile I looked up... finally... the moment had arrived. The moment I had been wishing for, waiting for, day dreaming every day for. The kiss.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there,  I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there,  I did not die!

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there,  I do not sleep.

I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father
who knows him best.

When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.

Chapter 7

The sun shone brightly through the windows. I opened my eyes, blinking repetitvely in a poor attempt to wipe away the sleep from my eyes. I looked around, seeing Ryan; still asleep and smiled. I stretched my whole body and turned over on my other side to face the rest of the room. I sat up getting out of bed heading to the bathroom. I stood infront of the mirror, with my hands leaning on the sink. I looked up, and stood there, behind me was Ryan.

"I didn't hear you get up" :me smiling as he put his arms around me.

"Hm-" :Ryan kissing my neck.

"What do you think we're doing today?" :me

"Well... knowing the boys back at home... I have no idea, but I'm sure it'll be good," :Ryan

"Yeah... this place is amazing!" :me looking around the rooms I could see.

Ryan moved from behind me and staggered back into the bedroom to get ready. A wash later I joined him, and I walked up to the wardrobe.

"What do you think I should wear today?" :me pulling everything I could see out.

"Well, you look beautiful to me in anything, so I don't really mind" :Ryan smiling.

"Thankyou... but that wasn't really what I was looking for" :me looking at him, slightly amused. How could I be angry or sarcastic with someone who loved me for me? and someone who is as cute as that?

'Knock-Knock'

"I'll get it!" :Ryan getting up, to answer the door; only half dressed.

"Morning, sir... Madame" :Diallo with a smile on his face.

"Oh, morning" :Ryan slightly surprised.

"There are plans already set out for you today, reservations by whom the name refers to a someone called Brendon Urie" :Diallo with a slight confused tone towards the end.

"Ah yes! He's one of band members" :Ryan with a huge smile.

"Oh, I didn't know you were in a band" :Diallo giving Ryan a slightly evil look.

-"Who is it darling?" :me shouting from inside the bedroom.

"Di-" :Ryan began.

"It's only me. Diallo" :Diallo cutting off Ryan, as he pushed past into the front room of the appartment.

I walked into the living room, bumping into Diallo in the door way.

"O-" :me backing away.

"Just to let you know, there are arrangements for todays' activities." :Diallo

"What are we doing?" :me sounding eager.

 "Well firstly there is a small cruise tour around the Island, all meals included-" :Diallo being cut off.

"Wow, doesn't that sound nice Ryan?! - Ryan...?" :me looking around. Diallo seemed a bit pissed he had been cut off and I wasn't paying attention anymore, however I was too busy wondering where the hell Ryan had got to.

"Erm; I think he went out onto the balcony" :Diallo, still pissed.

"Oh..." :me, returning my attention [finally] towards Diallo, as he continued.

"On the tour you will be taken to a number of markets on the island, which each sell different items, like you wouldn't believe. There is also a town square with exquisite cuisine, and souvenir shops for your friends back home" :Diallo taking a pause to breathe.

"Wow, well after this holiday I'm sure we're going to need to find something extremely good to thank them for this. I mean- look at this place, it's gorgeous! The view... is just astronomical": me still amazed by my surroundings.

Ryan walked back in, now half dressed looking straight at Diallo.

"Are you still here?" :Ryan said coldly.

"Err-" :Diallo looking at Ryan, and then at me.

"Ryan!" :I said sharply, throwing him a quick glance.

"Erm, no he's right, I'd better be going. Things to do! I hope you enjoy your holiday Mrs Ross." :Diallo turning to leave. I followed him to the door, slightly kicking Ryan on the way.

"Mrs Ross, Mr Ross" :Diallo's final words before leaving the room.

I turned, sharply, staring right at Ryan.

"What the hell was that for?!" :me yelling.

"What?!" :Ryan, acting shocked.

"You know what. What is your problem with  Diallo? I mean, you couldn't have been any ruder, and since when do you walk around with no top on, especially when we're not even at home!" :me shouting louder and louder.

"I'm sorry, but I just don't like him and as for trusting him... forget it!" :Ryan

"Why? He's done nothing to you." :me now getting confused, but still angry.

"Look, just trust me on this, stay away from him. And have you seen the way that dude looks at you?! The dude almost drools!" :Ryan walking towards me.

I stood rigid to the floor, thinking as I spaced out through the huge doors, glued to the view outside. I allowed myself to encaved in Ryan's arms as heplaced them around, relaxing my head onto his chest to feel his warm and gently heartbeat. This wasn't like Ryan to not like someone, especially not this much.

The plane doors slowly opened, only to reveal a living, breathing, spectacular paradise. Only 7 years ago, this would be somewhere i could only imagine, nevermind feel.

"Madame... Sir... if you would kindly follow me" :Service dude

"...ok...." :me, feeling like a million dollars. I didn't even believe what was happening.

"...no idea. i dread to think what else they've got instore for us" :Ryan looking back at me.

We walked down the stairs, along the painted path and into the private car which was waiting for us at the end. The car was 2008 clear black Audi. The car hadn't even been put on the market anywhere else in the world. There were 4 beautfilly designed suicide doors. One of the staff from the plane starting to walk down behind us with our bags, which were placed in the boot. I grabbed hold of ryan's hand, slowing gripping the whole of his arm, in delight of course! I was constantly looking around, trying to soak in everything what was happening. The smile from my face never left, and the feeling i had meant that the smile wasn't going to fade anytime soon.

Tthe drive was at least half an hour, but with the scenery along the way, the trip was far from boring. Ryan held my hand all along the way. The hotel was unbelievable, 5 star of course. There were 4 steps leading up to the hotel lobby, revealing a huge space which couldn't have been designed better. The bamboo chairs scattered in a controlled layout each accompanied with a glass topped table. we walked over the check-in desk taking out the required document as she asked. A personal butler walked over to the desk and took our bags. We followed him to the lift, all was silence till the butler spoke.

"So, how long are you in Madagascar for?" :butler

"Erm... we're not quite sure. Ya see, we didnt book the holiday, our friends did" :Ryan quite unsure of the Butler.

"oh... I hope you enjoy your stay. Madagascar is a beautiful country, just not that many people realise it, until they get here. It's a shame really..." :Butler

"It is actually. There's so much to take in. I mean the scenery along here was outstanding" :me with a smile, still on my face.

"Most people say that. By the way, my name is Diallo. I am your personal butler for the remainder of your holiday." :Diallo, the butler.

We had now reached the floor, which held our room.

"if anything is required, there is my service number next to the room phone." :Diallo walking up to our room door. "These are the keys. i always have a spare incase you lose them or lock yourselves in. There are maids each morning to tidy the rooms. A number of chefs will  phone you each morning to take your order for breakfast, lunch and dinner. If any meals are required inbetween then you can phone them at any time. I'm available at most times, except from 1:00 am till 6:00 am."

"We hope nothing goes wrong..." :me, slightly feeling uncomfortable.

"Well... yeah. Nothing is likely to go wrong. I'm not trying to scare you. It's just procedure information we need to give to all guests" :Diallo, with a slight laugh.

"Oh, Good" :Me with a sigh of relief.

We walked up to our room and Diallo unlocked the door and allowed us to go in first. Our room was the best! With a huge window showing nothing but the beach and the sea. Our living area was a beach paradise, definately nothing like I'd seen before.

"Most of the beach you see here, is yours." :Diallo with a smile on his face. He placed our luggage on the floor, in a sort of relaxed manner.

"...Wow!" :me with a slight let go of a breath.

"What else is there left?" :Ryan, who looked just as amazed as me.

"Well... that is all for tomorrow" :Diallo with an even bigger smile on his face as he turned for the door.

"Well I wonder where we're going..." :Ryan passing me a glass of Champagne.

The jet was gorgous, everything was perfect all except for no T.v and the flight was taking a rather long time. I sat next to the windows watching the clouds go by. We were over a country, not quite sure which one but it still felt that the plane wasn't any time ready to land just yet.

"Are you o.k?" :Ryan taking a sip of his own glass.

"Hmm... yeah sure." :me not listening. I was so tired.

"You sure? You seem a bit distant... you've hardly said anything since we left the reception" :Ryan sounding worried.

"I'm just tired... but I really want to know where we're going, so I don't really want to go to sleep" :me yawning and rubbing my eyes.

"Well, how about we both go to sleep. That way if you miss it, then I miss it too" :Ryan smiling.

"But that's not fair on you" :me sternly.

"But I love you, so I say it is fair" :Ryan sticking his tongue out comically. I laughed and looked down into my glass, running my finger along the lip.

"Well, it's a good job I love you too" :me looking up at him and smiling.

"Hell yeah it is. Just think, today is a day that neither of us will forget and 2 years ago this day mean t nothing to us..." :Ryan with one of his unusual conversations.

"And now it means everything to us... well mainly our future" :me

"Doesn't that scare you? That hopefully, you'll be with the same person next year and the next 50 years" :Ryan

"Why would that scare me?" :me

"Well what is 2 months down the line, you feel you've not made the right choice. That I'm not the one..." :Ryan sounding insecure as he looked down at his feet.

"Ryan... listen to me. I love you, more than anything in this world. And I know you are the one I want to spend the next 70 years with, nevermind 50!" :me. I stood up and walked over placing my hands on each shoulder [of Ryan]. He lifted his head but was still unsure of wether to look in my eyes or not.

I kissed him lightly on the forehead for a more reassuring kiss than a passionate one.

"D'ya honestly think I would have walked down the aisle, stood up in church and said my vows and I do if I didn't love you?" :me

"Well, you could have married me for my money..." :Ryan thinking dangerously.

"What...?!" :me

Ryan kissed, only because if he hadn't I would have screamed at him.

"*ahem* The plane will be landing in half an hour at Madagascar Airport" :Air - Hostess.

We had stopped kissing by the time he had finished talking. I had forgotten completely about Ryan insinuating I was a Gold-Digga, but I would get him back later.

"Madagascar...?! Wow!" :me shocked. I still had my arms wrapped round Ryan holiding on and leaning back slightly.

"Wow... even I wasn't expecting that" :Ryan looking just as shocked as I was. We were still facing the directing where the Hostess had left.

"I am so glad I married you!!" :me

"So you are happy with me aren't you?" :Ryan

"Hell yeah... I mean, It's been worth it so far" :me sideglancing at him with a sly smile on my face.

The seatbelt sign came on, meaning the plane was about to land. I sat down next to Ryan on 2 of the seats. We fastened our seatbelts and prepared ourselves for the landing. The plane jolted as it descended further and further. I grabbed Ryan's hand in panic and closed my eyes. Although I repeatedly opened them to reveal a holiday of a lifetime and definately one I would never forget!