His girl; Sequel to SNA

Chapter 3: Wings

[A/N - Here's chapter 3: I had no idea what to write about, so don't be surprised if it's a filler for the time being.

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I'm actually considering re-writing this chapter.

Changed the cover to another; Hope you like it, and thanks to idimagines4u for making the first cover <3

Sorry for the rant, but here's chapter 3 of His Girl.

Hope you like it!<3

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"Are you okay?" Niall asked me, placing his hand atop mine as I shivered against the cold leather of the plane seat.
I nodded nervously and Niall pulled my blanket further up, wrapping it around me and then hugging me.
"Is it your first time on a plane?" He asked, and I shook my head, fiddling with the shiny metal belt.
"I went to Paris when I was about 9 with my parents. I was extremely anxious, and I was happy once we got off the plane that I'd never have to go on another." I explained to Niall.
He smiled at me, "If you get scared, I'm here."

I returned the smile and felt the plane jerk to life.

I looked at Niall nervously and he squeezed my hand for comfort, “You’ll be fine, Olivia.”

I gave him a weak smile and felt the plane glide forward, accelerating until I felt the plane tilt backwards slightly and my ears pop.

“We’re in the air now; we’ll be in New York in about 8 hours.” Niall whispered in his rich accent.

I mumbled a reply and felt my eyes shut, and I slipped into an uncomfortable sleep.

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I was woken by an announcement from the pilot, “Buckle your seatbelts. We’ll arrive in New York in 20 minutes.”

Niall nudged me and I sleepily offered him a smile, patting my empty stomach.

“Have you eaten?” I asked.

Niall nodded and gave me a sandwich from the tray in front of him.

“Eat it quick.”

I did as he said and munched down the ham sandwich, feeling satisfied when the rumbling sounds from my stomach died down.

Niall chuckled, “You really are like me.”

“I’m insulted!” I teased, making Niall mope.

All of a sudden the plane began to incline and I leaned forward with the plane as it began its descent into New York; the city that never sleeps.

 

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“Everything is unpacked!” Eleanor called from one of the bedrooms.

I was sharing a double bed in the large bedroom with Cara and Rose whilst Dani and El got their own single bed.

You’d think that, having millions of pounds, the boys would get a bigger place.

But I liked the fact that it was cosy, and I could have a sleepover every night for a week with my best friends.

One Direction were in the room next door, so we could hear whatever they were saying.