Abditory [H.S]

36

First paris chapter wohooo

A lot is coming...and I mean that literally.

Luella Jones

"Welcome to the brussel airlines, I'm Emma Hiverd and I'll be your pilot today. We hope to make everyone feel safe and satisfied on this flight from Belgium to Paris. Please fasten your seatbelts and enjoy the ride!"

I hear the pilot speak, her voice blasting through the speakers on the plane but it's barely audible because of how loud everyone on the plane is.

This plane isn't the usual private one we go onto every other country on this trip, it's public and there are way more people other than the students and supervisers with us here. Luckily, I got the seat on the window where everything is on the view for me for the next 4 hours.

We are currently on our way to Paris. I packed my bags as soon as I woke up today and it's settled, we're staying there for three days.

I don't even wanna talk about yesterday's night with Harry, but let's just say I enjoyed my time.

Using Harry for distraction was definitely unhealthy, but I couldn't help but see where everything takes in between us.

Not to mention the fact that I woke up this morning in my bed, confused on why I was even in there. My last memory was fogged between Harry carrying me to his car and him tapping my thighs every while to keep me awake. Clearly wasn't enough because I still managed to fall asleep.

He's sitting on the seat right in front of me, I can see his hand flipping his hair constantly.

I checked my phone this morning for any messages from Fiona, but nothing. Zero messages and I've been on delivered since two days when I sent her a pic of my tea which I thought she'd enjoy seeing, but she hasn't even opened it.

I'm hurt- yes, but more importantly worried about her because she usually doesn't take more than 8 hours to respond.

My attention is brought back when the lady beside me starts talking, turning my head to look at her.

"Excuse me miss- do you mind switching seats so my son can sit beside me? He just gets plane sick sometimes and I want to be there for him." She asks kindly, putting up a tight smile.

I look at the boy she's holding hands with, seeing his blue eyes slight teary, his red ginger hair a mess. He doesn't look above the age seven.

I watch them both, noticing the slight worry on her face as she doesn't want to leave her poor child alone.

"Oh, of course. I can change seats, no worries." I exclaim, smiling at them before I unbuckle my seat belt, grabbing my stuff before standing up, hearing her sigh in relief.

"Thank you so much beautiful! I saw an empty seat in front of this handsome young man, if you want you can sit beside him." I watch her point out to Harry, lost in his own world with airpods plugged in his ears and his face looking focused on his phone.

I swallow, not wanting to do so and just saying thank you in return as I go talk to one of the hosts.

I watch the young girl in her red suit serving a couple of girls from my school, smiling brightly at them before acknowledging my arrival and turning to me.

"Hello! How may I help?" I see her white teeth come to view as she smiles at me.

Her skin is black and flawless, her honey brown eyes shinning on her face while her curly hair rests on her shoulders, holding an empty tray with her white colored nails, awaiting for my answer.