𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡 || 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

CHAPTER 7 - airport

i groan tiredly as i hear the alarm go off, rubbing my eyes. i feel a little bit of weight around my waist, and i go under the cover to see what it is. my hand shifts down to my stomach, stopping at an arm. i feel over it, the arm being incredibly smooth. hailee takes a deep sigh, eyes still closed. i smile as i realise it's hailee's arm, slouched over my waist. "hailee, the alarm." i whisper, and she groans, taking her arm off me, stretching. i yawn, standing up from the bed. hailee loudly groans again, and i head into the bathroom, brushing my teeth. 

"is this yours, hailee?" i ask, holding up a coat. "yeah, it is," she says, and i throw it at her, and it lands on her face. i laugh, and she pulls it down, putting it on. "very funny, y/n." hailee says, sarcastically.

"we ready?" i say, starting up the car. "yeah, hopefully we didn't forget anything." adam says. i drive out of the carpark, taking a right.

"god... finally." i say, sitting on the airport seat. "flight's in an hour, not that long." adam says, yawning. after a few minutes of waiting, an announcement calls out.

"our flight back home is delayed by 2 hours?!" jill almost yells. i groan, leaning my head back. "you hungry?" i half whisper to hailee. "no, just tired." she says, closing her eyes. "lay down and put your head on my lap, i'll wake you up when we board the plane." i say, and she smiles a little, laying her body on the empty seats, laying her head on my lap. "we're gonna get food, we'll be back." adam says, both standing up. i nod, and they start to walk away. i look down at hailee, seeing her eyes closed, stomach going up and down at a relaxing pace. i smile, gently putting my hand on the side of her head. i run my hand through her hair, pulling out my phone with my other hand.

i hear some chatter after a few minutes, and i look up from my phone, hand still in hailee's hair. a few metres away, i see 2 men, camera in hand, pointing right at us. you're not very sneaky, paparazzi. i wave with my phone in hand, and they wave back, making their way over to us. "y/n!" one says, a little too loud, causing me to scrunch my face up. "hey, could you quiet down a bit? i don't wanna wake hailee up." i say, politely. they nod, camera still facing us. "sorry. you guys on your way home?" they ask, and i nod, gently raking my hand through hailee's soft hair. "yeah, our flight got delayed a few hours, but it's fine." i say. "how was hailee's concert?" one asks. "it was great, hailee's just pretty exhausted." i say, looking at hailee for a second before looking back up at them. "speaking of her, rumours are going around that you two are dating, are these rumours true?" one boldly asks. i smile under my mask, shaking my head. "no, we're just friends." i say, and they put the camera down. "okay, well we better get going, got other things to do." the one with the larger camera says. "okay, you guys have a good day." i say, smiling. "you too, y/n." they say back, walking away. i sigh, seeing adam and jill coming back, food in hand.

"paparazzi?" jill guesses. "yeah, who else?" i say, and they sit down, adam sitting next to me, jill next to adam. "want any?" adam says, offering me mcdonald's chips. "no thanks." i say, and he nods, eating them. hailee shifts her body and i look down, her body facing my stomach. "you okay?" i ask quietly. "yeah, just bright." she says, raspy voiced. i hum, turning on my phone again, going on twitter. "paparazzi already posted the video, they're quick." i mumble to myself, scrolling to the replies.

Y/N L/N AND HAILEE STEINFELD SEEN AT THE AIRPORT

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user3   Y/N PLAYING WITH HAILEE'S HAIR OMG

user6   NO WAY Y/N JUST SAID THEY AREN'T DATING

user1   hailee looks so cute sleeping

user9   HAILEE SLEEPING ON Y/N'S LAP STOPPP THEY'RE SO CUTE

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i smile at the comments- wait, why and i smiling? i turn my phone off, looking at hailee. 

i tap hailee's shoulder a few times, and she hums tiredly. "we should head to the plane now, steinfeld." i say, and she slowly sits up, looking at me. "already?" she asks, and i smile. "yeah, come on." i say, standing up. i offer my hands to her, and she takes them. i pull her up, and she gets her suitcase, yawning. i pull my suitcase to the long line of people, walking to the back of the line. adam and jill go in front of us, then hailee and me at the back. "the line's so long." hailee complains, leaning her body back against mine. "yeah, i know." i say, wrapping my arms on her waist and she leans back more. she pulls out her phone, going on twitter. "hey, i didn't know paparazzi came, you should've told me!" she says, tapping on the video. i smile, watching the video. "i didn't wanna wake you up." i reply, and we continue watching the video.

"you go in first, y/n." jill says, and i go into the row of seats first, looking out the window next to me. hailee goes in after, then jill then adam. we buckle in and they go through the safety procedure, and eventually we're in the air. hailee yawns, and i pull up the arm rest, gently pulling hailee's head on my shoulder. "you can sleep." i say, and she moves closer to me, and i rest my head on hers.

i open my eyes as i feel tapping on my shoulder, squinting to adjust to the bright light. "we're here." hailee says, smiling. i nod, stretching. after a few minutes, we get out of the airport, walking to taylor's van. "thank god you got this, no way our luggage would've fit in your car." i say, sitting in the fron seat after i put my luggage in the bag. taylor chuckles, starting to drive. "soooo... how was it guys?!" taylor says excitedly. "it was amazing!" hailee says, forming a smile on my face.