Unscripted

Chapter 17: Hopped Off The Plane At LAX

Y/N POV

"I can't believe you let me keep you up half the night when you knew you had an early meeting today!" Hailee exclaims as I run around our bedroom trying to get myself ready in a hurry. It's actually all very reminiscent of the morning I first met Hailee, except this time I did have an alarm, I just turned it off instead of snoozing it. Oops.

"Don't worry about it babe, you know damn well that stopping was the last thing I was going to do last night." I reply with a wink as I pull on my shoes.

"I'm making a rule. No more sex on school nights." Hailee says determinedly. I can't help but laugh. Despite her words, she wears a pained look on her face, she clearly hates the thought as much as I do.

I walk over to the bed, leaning down to place a kiss against her forehead. "Good thing neither of us are students then, huh?" I say playfully before kissing her lips.

She slaps my shoulder, unamused. "You know what I meant!" She argues. I smile before turning to leave the room. "Yes, I know what you meant. And I'll have you know I'm nothing if not a rule breaker!" I call out when I reach the door.

"Have a good day, I'll text you when I'm headed home. I love you!" I say with a smile.

"I love you most. Drive safe." She replies, already turning the lights back out to get some more rest as I head off to headquarters.

Just as David had said, the meeting is mostly about Moon Knight coverage and releases. Granted, it's enough work to keep me busier than I've been thus far, but hey, that's what they pay me for.

I've been so caught up with work the past few weeks that time flies by faster than I realize. Before I know it, almost a month has passed and Hailee and I are in the car on our way to the airport to pick up Fletcher, who is flying in to surprise Florence, who is supposed to be finishing her project up and returning home this weekend.

It's a good thing we left early, because as usual, LA traffic is a beast. I'm drumming along to the song on the radio, using the steering wheel as my instrument when Hailee speaks up.

"Alright. I know Florence is your best friend, and I adore her too, but I'm invoking girlfriend conversation privileges for what I'm about to say to you." She says.

I press the dial on the steering wheel to turn the music down. "Ok. Wait what even is that?" I ask, realizing I'm not entirely sure what she means.

She laughs slightly. "Oh come on, y/n! You aren't that much older than me...you're not a grandma or anything! You know, girlfriend conversation privilege? Like you and I can talk about whoever and whatever and it'll stay between us. We can talk about things we wouldn't ever talk about or say to anyone else. That's the girlfriend privilege." She explains, almost as in disbelief that I didn't know already.

"Ah. I see. Well, this conversation is safe with me. Now hit me." I say, waiting for Hailee to say whatever it is that requires such secrecy. 

"Do you really think Flo and Fletch could work? Like anything long term or serious?" She asks.

I mull my response over in my head briefly before I verbalize it. "I hope so. I think as long as they both stay on the same page and commit to putting in the work then they'll be fine." I say honestly. "I mean, just look at us. We have very different backgrounds and lifestyles and we make it work just fine, don't we?"

Hailee reaches over and places her hand gently on my thigh. "Yea we do. I just want both of them to be happy, you know? Like I don't want either of them to jump into something they aren't truly set on." She says.

"Do you think that's what they're doing?" I ask, not entirely sure where this is all coming from.

Hailee shrugs. "I'm not saying that it is or isn't. I just know Florence was in her last relationship for a long time, and she dealt with a lot. And Fletcher deserves all the happiness in the world. I guess part of me just worries that one or both of them are biting off more than they can chew. Does that make sense?" She continues.