We got talking. He was the funniest person ever. It took him a while to open up, but once he did I felt like I had known him for centuries. He cracked the funniest jokes and his whole aura emited a happy bubble.
"So, tell me about your family." I asked him.
"Not much to say really. Not anything that you don't already know." He winked at me as he made fun of my fangirl nature. I blushed a little bit.
"Don't get me wrong, but you look like the exact opposite of a fangirl." He said, eying my long, straight mouse color hair, haze eyes and tan skint tone. I was wearing a red sweater with a Mickey Mouses hand showing the middle finger, slightly ripped black skinny jeans and red toms. To be honest, I looked like the opposite of a fangirl.
"You're right. Can't stand fandoms, I don't know how I got caught up in yours." I giggled.
We talked for another hour until the terrible airplane food came. I declined mine, no way I would eat something so filled with carbs and with no nutritional value. Niall on the other hand, ate my portion and his own. It was scary how much that boy could eat.
I slowly started drifting to sleep and before I knew it my head had ended up on Nialls shoulder. I could hear him softly humming in my ear. I took a deep breathe in and let his perfect voice wash over my body.
This was like my perfect dream and I didn't want anyone to wake me up.
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The Day I Met Niall Horan on the Plane
FanficFlying alone from London to LA is no big deal for Elle Carpenter. She's been doing it since her parents split up and her dad moved to LA when she was ten. But when she sits next to Niall Horan, part of the worlds biggest boy-band, things couldn't go...
