She struggled with the zipper even more, cursing under her breath a few times. She knew she was behind schedule, and she was even more certain that her best friend was waiting outside for her in the car. She stopped for a second, to catch her breath before battling with the large case once more. She sat a top the case and used all her might to attack the zipper once more.
"What in the hell are you doing?" came a deep, husky voice from the door.
She flew backwards on her bed, grabbing her chest in the process and taking deep, clear breaths. She wasn't sure why she had jumped or was scared; she knew exactly who it was. She looked up and was met with the familiar crystal blue eyes she had known for some many years.
"John, what the hell is your problem? Don't do that again, you jerk!" she exclaimed, as she pushed past him, getting off her bed. "And if you must know, I can't zip my bag. Why don't you put those big muscles to use and zip it for me."
"Addie, I swear to everything sacred, do you really need all this shit?" he asked, fumbling with the zipper.
"Yes, I do. It has everything that I need..." she began.
"Yeah, you're right. It has everything in there alright." he said, laughing slightly as the zipper finally sealed shut.
"Why am I friends with you again?" she asked, coming up behind him.
He turned around, their faces mere inches apart. She felt his warm breath hitting her neck, sending chills up and down her spine. She felt her breath catch in her throat, their eyes were locked and the world seemed to stop moving in that moment. At least, for Adaline it did.
John had always had that effect on her, since they had entered junior high and she had really started to notice boys. Of course, John was the first one she noticed and her eyes hadn't drifted much over the 20 years they had been friends. She had never shared her feelings with him; it was the only secret he didn't know. And she was pretty sure he didn't return the same feelings, either.
He had been with his girlfriend, Liz for a little over 6 years and things were moving steadily for them. She was sure he would pop the question by the end of the year, and frankly, it was something she wasn't looking forward to. She had pushed the thought as far from her mind as she could, but late at night, when she would lay in the empty hotel beds, thinking and winding down from her busy days, the thought would creep its way back into her thoughts and she would spend many restless nights thinking about John and the many reasons he should be with someone, anyone else besides Liz.
She felt John take a step forwards, and for once, she was unsure of what he was going to do. She felt the back of his hand stroke her cheek ever so softly, as she closed her eyes, wanting the moment to last longer than it would. She somehow managed to breath through it, but when she opened her eyes, she saw his eyes staring back at her again and his famous dimpled grin plastered across his face.
"Because, you can't resist me?" he question, in barely a whisper.
More than you know.
"You caught me." she said, throwing her hands up and returning the smile.
"So, um..." John said, looking around the room. "Are we ready to leave now?"
"Yeah, I think so." she replied, looking around the room as well.
"I'll get your suitcase, cupcake. Meet me downstairs." he said, kissing her cheek before grabbing her belongings.
She drew a deep breath in as she watched him walk out the door, something she had grown accustomed to over the years, as well. She always watched him walk out the door and she never found the courage to tell him how she truly felt. She didn't know how much longer she could hold on, but she knew the plane wouldn't wait for her until she found out, either.
She flew down the stairs and grabbed her house keys. She gave her living room a once-over, before locking the door and sprinting down the walk to the awaiting car at the curb. She slid into the passenger seat and smiled at John, who was busy on his cell phone. He held up his finger, and she shook her head and merely stared out the window.
"I'll be back in a few days and then we'll...." John said, before trailing off.
Adeline tried not to listen to his conversation, but almost immediately she knew he was talking with Liz. She could tell by his demeanor, his actions and his the way his tone of voice shifted in the 5 minutes he had left her room. She smiled weakly in his direction and rubbed his shoulder before laying her head against the headrest and closing her eyes.
"Liz, I'm not going to go over this...." he began again before clearly being cut off on the other end.
Adeline rolled her eyes, becoming fed up with the entire situation. She knew Liz was up to her usual games. She loved making John feel guilty about his wrestling career, the amount of time he was on the road and the flock of women that herded around him. It was a lot for a relationship to take in, but Adeline had heard the arguments too many times before. Liz was naturally not a very understanding person.
"Liz, I'm late as it is. Can't we just...." he began again before being cut off once more.
Adeline had heard just about enough. She knew they were now going to drive the entire length of the trip, seeing as they had 20 minutes to make it to the airport that was over an hours distance. She didn't mind driving the journey with John. She enjoyed it when they would drive to their next destination instead of fly, but she knew her best friend when he was cranky, irritable and pissed off. It would not be a pleasant trip.
She also knew her jealousy was kicking in, and sometimes, it seemed to get the best of her.
"Dopey, are you ready?" Adeline asked, using her pet name for John.
One that Liz despised.
John smiled in her direction and shook his head. She knew Liz had heard her, and frankly, she had said it for that simple reason. Liz hated to closeness between the two. She often threw Adeline's name up into their arguments and many times had accused John of cheating on her with Adeline, which was never true.
"Liz, I'll call you tonight after the show. Good bye." he said, slamming his phone shut, not giving her anymore time to argue back. "You ready to drive for 5 hours?"
"Sure. I was born ready, baby!" she said, throwing her sunglasses on before plugging her iPod into the charged and fishing through it to find a song.
John pulled away from the curb and headed down the street as Adeline blasted an old Pink Floyd song. She kicked her flip flops off and threw her feet onto the dash before reclining her seat and laying back. John smiled at her and rolled his eyes before grabbing the sunglasses from her face, grabbing her wrist and forcing her to sit up.
"What?" she asked, looking at him confused.
"You did that on purpose." he said, staring forward, with a slight smirk on his face. She gave him a blank expression as the car came to a stop at the next red light. He stared in her direction displaying his dimples again, causing her to melt.
"Dopey, are you ready?" he mocked, as the two shared a fit of laughter together.