The Way I Feel (Nathan Sykes & The Wanted)

Birthday Presents

"When is this damn flight going to be over?! We've been on this damn plane for 10 damn hours!" Tom said getting overly mad from the seat in front of Nathan and I. This was maybe the third or fourth time Tom has complained in the past 15 minutes. I'm taking the hint that he hates flying, or there's some other unknown reason.

"Mate, you can refrain from all the damns you just said there. And we've only been flying for about an hour." Max said trying to calm him down in the seat next to him. Tom mumbled something to himself and then turned to look out the window. I could tell he was no longer just mad, he was furious! This is the worst I've ever seen him, even more so than when Nathan, Jay, Max, an him were having their slap fight. Hopefully I wouldn't be caught in the middle of this TomTantrum, as the other boys called it.

"I don't know how you feel about it, but I'm starting to feel the same as Tom." Nathan leaned over whispering in my ear. I looked up at Tom to see he was still pissed about being on the plane for only an hour. I'm so glad this isn't his normal self, otherwise he'd need to go to an anger management class. And from experience with an uncle like that, the first stage is never fun.

"Maybe he's just bored?" I whispered back at Nathan. He shrugged his shoulders and closed his eyes to sleep. I looked over at Siva and Jay, in the seats across the isle, and saw they were asleep too. Max was beginning to drift off, as Tom scolded out the window. It probably wasn't a bad idea to take a nap. After all I'd probably have jet lag when I get off the plane anyway, so why waste my energy and stay awake? Sliding my ear buds in, I drowned out the little mumbles coming from Tom's mouth. I shut my eyes and let sleep take over me, as I listened to the music of my shitty old iPod nano.

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"Mate, we're almost there. Meagan might want to wake up." I heard Siva whisper across the isle to Nathan. A long sigh sounded. My attempts at falling back asleep failed, so I opened my eyes to find my head in Nathan's lap. His arm clung to my waist as he ran his hand through my hair. I brought my head up to look at him and found him smiling down at me. Nathan moved the few strands of hair away and behind my ear. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I felt the effects of the kiss begin, my face heating up, my cheeks turning red, and a smile forming on my face.

"How was your six hour nap?" He asked poking my nose. I giggled a bit and stretched. I turned back over and snuggled into his lap. I didn't want to move, I was too comfortable. Nathan let out a slight chuckle before turning my head back up to face him, those hypnotising eyes staring back at me.

"We're almost to Buenos Aires, love. You might want to wake up." He said huskily in my ear making me shiver. How did he have such an effect on me?

"Alright..." I said and got up, sitting straight in my seat.

"I didn't say you had to move. You just have to stay awake." "Well you could've told me that before I moved. Now couldn't you?" I said back slapping his arm lightly.

"Maybe I didn't want to." He said raising an eyebrow at me. I stuck my tongue out at him and was about to reach down for my bag, when Nathan grabbed my waist and began tickling me.

"Stop! Nathan! St- stop!!!" I was screaming and laughing at the same time. Thank god our group was the only ones in first class.

Nathan continued to tickle me when my hand accidentally went up and smacked his face. I stopped in shock. I didn't mean to smack him, and it was kinda hard too. Max and Tom were now turned around staring wide eyed at us, as well were Siva and Jay. Nathan on the other hand was holding on to the cheek I had hit him on.

"Oh shit Nathan! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!" I said, now fully concerned about the situation at hand. I looked around the few rows of plane seats to the other boys again. They all had their mouths opened slightly at the fact I had just smacked Nathan. Turning back to him with guilt in my eyes, I slowly began to have tears blur my vision. That's when Tom spoke up.