Good Boy

Chapter 2

Charlie's POV

"Damn.." I sigh as I bury my face into my hands.

I turn to curse out the handsome douchebag I spoke to just moments ago but he's no longer behind me. Was he just a hallusination? I have been so rushed and off focus all day, maybe he was an image that took my mind off of everything.

"Dad!" I yell in hopes that he is still here. Where did he run off to?

"Hey miss can I ask you something?" A curly brunette with green eyes taps on my shoulder.

"Uh yeah," I rush. I don't make eye contact with him while my eyes continue to search for my dad.

"Do you know if the plane at gate 5 has left yet?" He doesn't notice me barely paying attention as I shake my head quickly and run off to search.

"Harry!" I hear someone yell "plane at gate 5 has left! We have to wait until tomorrow for it to return!"

I look back to see where the voice came from. I see the curly haired guy that I had spoke to moments ago with a pissed off expression on his face walking toward a blonde guy with an Ireland sticker on his suitcase and an annoyed brunette.. wait.

The annoyed brunette.

That's him.

"Woah! Sorry!" A dark haired guy apologizes once we crash into each other. Oops.

"Oh no I'm sorry, I should have been paying more attention.."

"No it's fine," He laughs.

My mind wanders over to the three guys arguing near the exit.

"Did you hear me?"

"No, sorry," I snap out of my thoughts.

"I'm Zayn," He introduces himself.

"Charlie," I smile.

"You're suppose to be on the plane that took off moments ago, at gate 5 I see," Zayn makes conversation and I'm thrown off by his assumption.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I ask.

"I see your ticket," He smiles and points at my ticket.

"Oh yeah, I'm suppose to be going to New York with my dad but we missed our flight," I laugh at our luck.

"Is your dad middle aged with dark brown hair but he's somewhat bald in the front of his head and wearing a grey T-shirt?" Another brunette interuppts me and Zayn's conversation.

"Yes! Have you seen him?" I ask and he nods. Yes!

"Yeah, he asked me if I've seen his daughter," He explains "I said no and he just assumed you were already on the plane and he ran off."

No.

No no no.

"Fuck!" I yell out and drop my bags to throw my hands in the air.

Most people got silent and stared at me. The rude blue eyed brunette smirks at me and it takes every fiber in my being to not go over to him and slap him in the perfectly structured face repeatedly.

"Looks like we're all out of luck," Zayn says as he follows and sits in a seat beside me while I curse myself out repeatedly. The brunette who interuppted sits with us as well.

"You could say that again," The green eyed curly haired guy from earlier says to Zayn as he walks over to us, bringing the blonde and the bastard.

"Is this your girlfriend, Zayn?" The handsome douchebag teases Zayn.

"No way! I already have Perrie, Louis. You know this," Zayn frantically denies.

"So your name is Louis?" I ask blue eyed brunette.

"One minute you're telling me to fuck off then next minute you're asking me what my name is?"

"Damn, it was just a question," I respond using his earlier words against him.

"Fuck you," Louis flips me off.

"Louis!" The brunette who was with me and Zayn scowls.

"Yes Liam?" Louis sarcastically laughs.

"Take a moment to stop being an ass for a second," The blonde one rolls his eyes at Louis.

"Fuck off, Niall, I'm going to go find a way out of this damn airport and get to New York by the end of today," Louis states, clearly changing the subject before he storms off.

Yay! We now have Louis, Harry, Niall, Zayn, and Liam! Lol I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Love you all x
Btw, I picture Charlie's dad as Mark Derwin (:
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