C17 Seventeen

The POV of Hailey

My head felt heavy when I woke up to find that I was on a plane. My head was on Ethan's shoulder, and as soon as I lifted it, his eyes turned to me.

"Morning, well, more like afternoon." he said, and I giggled, rubbing my eyes.

"Are we almost there?" I wondered, checking the time. 11:23 p.m.

"We have about half an hour left. You dozed off quick." Ethan said.

"Sorry