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The rest of the flight, we ended up watching a couple of Disney movies, ate some food they gave us on the plane, and then slowly fell asleep on each other. When we woke up, we were in Delhi, India. We still had to take another flight to Bangalore, India.
Right now, we were sitting in a gate, waiting for our flight to start boarding. "Do you want me to go buy us some food? We're not boarding until an hour, we can explore the airport. There's a lot of cool things to buy," Adrian offers.
I nod eagerly, excited to look around the airport. I think I was mostly attracted by the amount of stuffed animals this store had. I want to go back there now.
"Can we go to that really cute store with stuffed animals. I wanted to buy one. You know... for my first time outside America."
"That's not the only thing we'll be buying," He winks as he wraps his hand around my wrist and pulls me in the direction of the rest of the airport. There were several kinds of people walking through the airport. Some were families, who were shouting at each other as they nearly ran towards their gates because their flights were boarding and they were running late.
Some were adults telling their kids that they won't buy them things at the airport because they're already spending a shit ton of money on their vacation. But since we were in India, I felt a little out of place. Like, I was kind of the only blonde here.
Adrian made me feel better though, because he was holding my hand and it makes everything feel better. My eyes light up when I see the stuffed animal store and I begin to pull Adrian towards it.
"They're so cute!" I squeal, nearly jumping up and down. "Do they take dollars? Because I haven't converted my money yet, and I'll be really sad if they don't take dollars."
"They take dollars," He nods and I grin from ear to ear as I get my card out. Then I begin to look around with Adrian looking around somewhere else. I find a really cute gopher stuffed animal, which I should totally give to Adrian. I mean... seriously though.
He would love it. I take it in my hands and then look around a little more. I find a cute elephant stuffed animal, which I totally am in love with. I mean, elephants are so cute! With their oversized ears and nose. Ugh!
I take the two stuffed animals in my hands and head to the checkout. I glance at a keychain, which had an infinity sign on it. I quickly place it with my other items. The cashier places it in a cute bag, and hands it over to me.
"On vacation here?" He asks me. "From America?"
"Yeah. My first time in a new country. Kind of excited though."
"That's a cute sweatshirt."
"Thanks," I smile. I was wearing an Ariana Grande sweatshirt. The one Adrian gifted me.
"I can give you my number if you'd like. Since it's your first time in India," He gives me a flirtatious smile, and I cock an eyebrow.
"Um, no thank you."
"It's not everyday a pretty girl like you visits India."
"You're right," Adrian's low, and dangerous voice speaks. I feel his arms hold mine... possessively. "It's not everyday a pretty girl like her visits India, with Adrian Black."
I notice the man's face drain of color as he hears Adrian's name. Referring to yourself in third person is lame, but when you're a feared mafia leader... it's kind of cool.
"I... I didn't know she was your girlfriend."
"I'm not," I shrug. "But I will be. I have faith in my Gopher. Speaking of which, here Adrian, I got you this."
"You call him Gopher?" The man squeaks out.
"I call him a lot of things," I tell him. "Well, I mean... bye?" I pull Adrian out of the store. "Can you buy me a chocolate cake?" I ask Adrian. "I would pay for it myself, but why do that when I have my wallet right here?" I gesture to him.
He rolls his eyes, but then walks towards the little cafe and gets me a piece of chocolate cake. He then gets himself a strawberry milkshake. He takes a sip from it, and then holds it out to me. "Wanna sip?"
I shrug and takes a sip through the straw. "It's surprisingly good."
"Just wait till we're out of the airport. There are so many cool foods to try in India. I've visited a couple of times myself and it's awesome," Adrian rambles, almost excitedly. It's cute seeing him like that.
"I can't wait for you to show me the country you were born in," I smile at him, wrapping my arms around him.
Secretly, I was feeling his muscles.
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We'd finally landed and after a gruelling hour of security check, we were allowed to leave the airport. And mother of chickens, this place is humid!
I sigh, taking a seat on a bench. I got side-glances from many people waiting outside the airport. I'm feeling completely out of place here. Like look at all these gorgeous people with their awesome dark features. And then look at me.
Adrian fit right in. Apart from his tattoos and ear piercing, he looked perfectly fine, with his dark brown hair and tan skin tone. Well, his green eyes were a bit out of place, but still! He was born here! He knows more about it than me.
Someone takes a seat next to me, and I look to see a girl... probably around my age. "Hello," She smiles. "Mind if I sit here?"
"Yeah, sure," I smile back.
"I'm waiting for my cousin from Australia. My dad was supposed to be with me, but he got side-tracked and is now buying some Samosas in that restaurant over there."
I wanted to ask her what Samosas were, but decided against it. "That's cool. I'm waiting for my ex-boyfriend to go get me some food."
"Ex-boyfriend? Well, at least you had a boyfriend. If my parents saw me with a guy they'd have both our heads," She laughed. "How old are you?"
"Eighteen. You?"
"Twenty-four." My jaw drops at that. She did not look twenty-four. And if she was... why is she still with her parents?
"You don't look twenty four. I thought you'd be twenty," I laugh.
"Probably because I use Santoor," She chuckles.
Was I supposed to understand that? I'll just pretend I do and laugh. "Bailey," Adrian calls out, holding two plates in his hand. He gestures for me to join him.
"That's your ex-boyfriend? Is he Indian?" She scans his body with her eyes wide.
"He's half Indian. All mine though," I add in the end, not liking how she was looking at him. "We're getting back together soon."
She turns to me. "Relationships are complicated in America."
"Well, he is Adrian Black. Everything is complicated with him. But he says he loves me, and I love him. Ah, love is beautiful, isn't it?" I sigh dreamily as I wave goodbye and drag my suitcase towards him. I turn back to her, to see her face pale.
Well... he is Adrian Black. My Adrian Black.
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a/n: honestly, it's been three years since i've visited india, i'm actually surprised i even remember such things like "santoor". for those who don't know, it's this brand of soap and whenever they make an ad it's always like:
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girl who uses santoor: *standing there*
some random people: *mistakes her for a younger person* hey do u wanna go to the college party?
girl who uses santoor: uhhh...
girl who uses santoor's child: MOMMY!!!
some random people: MOMMY?! what is ur secret
girl who uses santoor: THIS SOAP MAKES ME LOOK YOUNG
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honestly, the ads crack me up whenever i watch them ðð
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