Sorry I haven't updated in a while something happened at home and I hope you understand that it was more important than updating 💙
Grace's P.O.V
"Flight A76 now landing"
Was flew around the waiting area through small speakers located in each corner
, the womanly voice speaking was pronouncing each word with great care in case of a mistake. I felt Niall shuffle in excitement as I was still leaning against his thin chicken legs which weirdly I belonged to possess instead of my wide loaded legs which look hideous in any type of pants. I tilted my head back so I could just about see him over his broad chest, he was darting his eyes everywhere looking for his so long missed friends. Phe and Elise were in the toilets changing from their traveling gear complaining that felt dirty and looked like tramps, so sadly it was just me waiting to meet his friends as the girls left a few seconds ago just before the plane arrival announcement.
"Niall!"
Was shouted from behind us but before I could collect was was about to happen I was flat on my back on the cold dirty floor, my head hit the marble floor with a load smack knocking the air out of my system. As I was lying there getting my breath back I felt the knot of Niall's shirt digging into my back making me uncomfortable, encouraging me to sit up. I quickly pulled my hair back into its original position before looking around in desperation for my missing boyfriend. I saw him at the entrance of the room with 4 other lads, all with there back to be.
"Hello?" I shouted to Niall in an attempt to get an apologise, his back stayed facing me.
"Niall?" I said a little loader, still nothing.
"Oi" I said on the brink of a shout, still I was faced with his back muscles.
"OI, FAGGOT" I literally shouted across the room, there were some mothers in the room that hissed at my choice of words and quickly covered their children's ears, unlike the old man in the corner who was laughing . Niall and his posse quickly turned their heads, Niall raising an eyebrow. I looked down at my self indicating I wanted help up which he caught onto as he walked over and pulled me up by my wrists.
"Isn't sorry such a nice word" I said with sarcasm in my words as I rolled my eyes. I don't know what was wrong with me today but for some reason I was in a sarcastic mood.
"Sorry faggots don't use nice words babe" Niall sassed me back before quickly giving me kiss on cheek.
"Are you going to introduce me to your boyfriends?" I said while trying to look over his shoulder in an attempt to actually see his friends which I haven't seen yet. With out a response he took my hand and turned around ,me following next to him. As soon as Niall's shoulder moved I was displayed with Michael Clifford, Ashton Irwin, Luke Hemmings and Calum Hood.
" am i still a faggot?" He whispered but I couldn't reply, my mouth was hung gape with nothing falling from my lips. They all smiled at me and then at my chest, I instantly took them for pedophiles until I realised I was wearing their merchandise. Shit this is awkward. When we were a few feet off each other Niall introduced me.
"Guys this my girlfriend, Charlie-Grace" he said pushing me slightly forward but also making me slightly stumble at the sudden force.
"Nice shirt" Luke nodded and then gave me a hug and slightly patted me on the back. Once he stepped back Calum gave me a fist bump, Ashton have me hug with his drummer boy muscles wrapping around me and lastly Michael gave me a high five and a hug. Michael had always been my favourite, I dunno why I think it could be his laid back attitude, his love for pizza or his choice of hair colour. Of course he could never replace Nia.
"So this is the famous Charlie" Michael exclaimed while throwing his arms loosely in the arm like a young child.
"Yeah it is mate this is her" Niall replied back with just as much enthusiasm.
