Nobody Compares

Chapter 6- America, Here I Come

"Well," she murmured checking the schedule. "We have a plane going to America in 2 hours. We also have a plane descending to Ireland within an hour. I'm sure if you hurried you could make it. That is all the plane rides leaving the country for this day." 

"I would like to book the America flight if you don't mind. First class. One seat." I paid for the seat, and sat in the lobby after getting through security.

My throat felt a little dry, so on insticnt I bought a coffee. It was vanilla. That was delicious. I sat at the table, and also bought a donut, and ate it.

After I ate the donut I looked around. I felt eyes on me. When I looked around I noticed a boy staring at me. He had blonde hair, and his name was Niall. I huffed and turned the other way. I ran into a store, and bought a bag of chips and a soda. I was ready for the few hour long flight.

"Flight 763 to Dublin, Ireland is now boarding. Flight 763 to Dublin, Ireland is now boarding. Vuelo 763 de Dublin, Irlanda está abordando. Vuelo 763 de Dublin, Irlanda está abordando," the airports speakers hissed. That was probably Niall's flight. No, stop! You don't care! 

I just met this boy a few days ago, he already kissed me, and supposedly I care about him. This isn't happening. No, it can't be. I did kiss him back though ... so I had to have feelings for him.

I took my chips and sat in the lobby. Luckily there was no sign of Niall. Good, good. I closed my eyes, and luckily soon my announcement went off.

"Flight 38 to Pittsburg, Pennsylvania, America is now boarding." She repeated it in English, and twice more in Spanish. 

I picked up my bags and walked into the tunnel. I heard the soft spoken people saying my name. On my way down the tunnel I pulled my phone out.

18 Missed Texts. 7 Missed Calls. 6 Voicemails.

14 of the texts were from Harry, the rest were Gemma. All the voicemails and calls were from Harry.

Harry: where are you going

Harry: what the hell piper where are you

Harry: niall said he saw you what are you doing at the airport

Harry: PIPER STOP FUCKING AROUND COME HOME

Harry: dont leave

Harry: piper come home

Harry: where the fuck are you going

Harry: answer me 

Harry: piper stop fucking with me

Harry: answer 

Harry: piper im sorry just come home

Harry: please piper come home right now

Harry: im so sorry please come home!

Harry: where are you going?????????? please

Gemma: Harry is really worried. What happened?

Gemma: He told me your at the airport... ? Where are you going?

Gemma: Are you okay? Did anything happen between you and Niall?

Gemma: Piper where the hell are you? What the fuck happened?

I sighed and sent a text to them.

To Harry: I'm going to America. Harry you are my brother . I don't mean it, any of it I'm just tired. Done.

To Gemma: Its fine. I'm just going to America for a while. I'll keep in touch. Bye, love you.

I turned my phone on silent. I pulled my laptop and searched 'Piper Clark and Niall Horan', and just as I suspected our picture was there. Niall and I were leaned in, close to kissing, but it wasn't. It was the same picture repeated over and over again. 

I clicked on the first one's article. It was all about me and Niall.