Zayn's POV
"Man, I'm going to have THE worst jet-lag everrrr" Louis groaned after five hours in the plane.
"Dude, we're only halfway through the flight, so... sit tight because you got a lot of time left to complain in the next couple of hours" Harry muttered, his eyes closed as he tried to take a nap.
They were seating in front of me and Liam, while Niall was taking both seats in the isle next to us. It was our private plane but sometimes we didn't use it, to feel a bit normal.
"Zayn, are you alright mate?" Liam asked, looking worriedly at me.
As I nodded, I saw as Harry opened his eyes to see my reaction and Louis watched me intently.
"Yeah, I'm fine!" I replied, shrugging their disbelief.
"You always sleep during the whole flight, and I haven't even seen you close your eyelids in all of this time" he commented and again I shrugged in response.
"I'm fine" I said and then I closed my eyes just so they would get off my back.
Can't a guy be nervous to see his girl?
Wait, did I just think that?
Is she even my girl?
Man, I hate not knowing where I'm standing! .... Metaphorically speaking obviously because if I were being literal, I'm not standing but sitting on a plane and this one is in mid air at the moment.
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"Finally! Ground oh sweet ground" Niall said while falling to his knees and planting a kiss on the airport's floor.
"Mate... that is the grossest thing you've ever done" Harry said, shaking his head while I grinned.
I'm finally here. I would see her soon.
So many emotions were going through me at the moment that I didn't notice when the guys left me behind as they went to get their luggage.
"Hey, wait up!" I yelled from behind them, as I ran to catch up. But it wasn't necessary because the guys had been surrounded by a mob of excited fans and they were signing autographs and taking pictures with them. It always amazed me how our fans found out where we were going to be, sometimes even before we did.
I was about to walk towards the guys and do the same thing that they were doing when I received a text from Scarlett.
"There's a bathroom on the corridor to your right. Meet me there <3"
She was here? She came all the way here to see me?
I had this strong urge to laugh, or tell the guys, I don't know do something because I was so happy! But instead, I decided to play it cool because she was probably watching me.
I put the strap of my handbag on my shoulder and slowly, trying to not catch anyone's attention, I started following the directions that Scarlett had texted me.
As soon as I reached the corridor she told me about, I started looking around until I saw the bathroom signs. I walked a little quicker now that I was out of sight from anyone interested in me and the guys.
When I was standing in front of the two entrances to both the women and men's bathroom I faced the corridor, trying to spot Scarlett's light brown hair but before I had time to even start getting anxious, I was hauled away into the men's bathroom.
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