Age is but A Number (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 2-The Plane Ride

(Niall's P.O.V.)

        She's beautiful. I love the way her eyes light up when she laughs or talks about something she's passionate about. Her smile is to die for. She's smart and honest. And she obviously likes to fart and food. She's perfect for me.

    "So, Niall. What's going on in your mind? What's your story?" she raised a sneaky eyebrow.

    "Well, I- wait, huh? Did you just call me Niall?" Oh, shit she's gonna freak out now.

    She laughed. "Yeah. I figured out it was you and curly when i saw the both of you together. I mean you never really know what the puzzle makes until you put together the pieces, right?" That's another thing I've come to love about her. The way she describes and puts things is so unique and weird. I love it.

    "So you cracked the code?" I asked.

    "Like a pistachio." she brushed off her shoulder in a "it was nothing" way. We laughed. Her laugh was music to my ears. Seconds later we heard her cousin, Alexa, gasp. We turned around and realized that she had figured out who Harry was. I've grown to like Alexa. I can tell we're going to be great friends. Samantha had told me a lot about her. Like the time when they were quizzing her on Justin Bieber. They asked "What's Justin Bieber's last name?" and she responded with "How am i supposed to know?" which was incredibly funny.

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    About halfway through the plane ride, i started watching Scary Movie with Samantha because we both thought it is the funniest movie in the world. A wee bit into the movie, she fell asleep. She looks beautiful when she's asleep.

    She looks so peaceful, so young. As if she was a little girl. Wait, i never asked her how old she was. What if she's under age? I'd have to stop being with her. I don't want to. I'll have to ask her when she wakes up. Until then, I've got to steer clear of intimacy with her in any way. So, i got up and went to the bathroom. As she was sleeping on my shoulder, her head fell and she immediately awoke.

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       I came back from the bathroom and sat down. When I sat down, she woke up. I immediately felt guilty for waking her up. Poor girl barely slept.
       "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you." I said to her as she blinked a few times.
       "That's okay, my dream wasn't that entertaining.." She replied.
       "Oh, what was it about?" I asked.
(Samantha's POV)
       "Oh, what was it about?" He asked. Oh crap. I can't tell him my dream was about him.
**IN DREAM**
      *sitting on a stool next to a coffee table sipping on green tea looking on the ocean*
       "Good morning beautiful..." A familiar Irish accent came from behind me as Niall nuzzled his head into my neck. He snaked his arms around me as I spun around on my stool and kissed the love of my life. He took my hand and took me somewhere...

*NO LONGER IN DREAM*
      Then my dream ended.
       "Samantha...hello?" Niall snapped his fingers and waved his hand in front of my face.
       "Oh, oh yeah sorry it was about nothing. Basically about food, haha." I said nervously but I don't think he noticed anything fishy.

(Niall's POV)
      Something was definitely fishy...