Chapter 15

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We make it home and I go up to my room. I dump my suitcase and bag onto the floor and flop onto my bed. I hate planes. Not that I have a fear, but it's because they're so uncomfortable. I hate it. I couldn't sleep the whole way home even in the car. I just couldn't.

Without realising i dose off to sleep and wake up to my phone buzzing. I turn my phone up and it was Noah face-timing me.

"Hey" I say with a sleepy voice.

"Hey! Oh sorry did I wake you up?"

"No no I'm just a bit tired we got home a while ago and I'm just jet-lagged" I lie as I want to talk to him.

"Oh do you want me to ring you later?"

"No no I want to talk to you"

*He smiles*

"Did you see the pictures I sent you?"

"Yeah yeah I did, I love them" I say

*he smiles*

There was an awkward silence until he says

"I miss you already" he looks down.

"I miss you too Noah but we'll see other soon okay?"

*he nods*

"Hey i have to go" Noah says

"Oh okay I'll call you later"

*he smiles* "yeah"

"I love you"

"I love you too"

I start unpacking and have dinner.

I FaceTime Noah before I went to bed telling him about who I'm gonna talk to tomorrow as I can talk to Louis after what he did to me.

To us.

"Y/n you'll be fine okay? You can always call me as well"

*I smile and nod*

We end the call and I go sleep.

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