Nevermind Me

Chapter 13

Jay-

I blushed at Liam when he opened the door. I was in my old plaid long sleeved shirt, only because it covered my collar bone.

I blushed deeper at that thought, remembering what I had done to my collar bone. And even deeper at the memory of screaming at Harry. I hadn't known it was him and I had had another flash back right then and there.

I looked away from Liam, too embarrassed to keep his gaze. He knew something was wrong, I just prayed the other boys wouldn't know. Harry promised he wouldn't tell.

"We have to go...." I whispered, my voice hoarse from crying. I hadn't had the nerve to look in a mirror after what is seen last time but Harry had assured me I looked fine.

Fine. I'm always fine.

Even if I'm not.

I jumped a little as Liam placed a hand on my shoulder. I felt his other under my chin, forcing me to look up at him. Our eyes locked an I tried to make my face blank, hard as stone.

"Nevermind me Liam. I'm fine."

He nodded, blinked and understood that, yes, I was fine.

Even though I wasn't.

He dropped his arms and grabbed two suitcases from the floor beside the door. He called over his shoulder,

"C'mon, mates, they're here, we gotta go!"

They all called back and I heard Louis swear softly. The sound of running feet reached my ears and Niall was grumbling under his breath about not finishing his cereal. I watched his ears turn slightly red as he realized I had heard him and he cleared his throat.

Louis smiled mischievously at the two of us before leaning down and grabbing two more suitcases.

Once we all had a bag in each hand, we were off down the stairs. Past the bakery. To the car, which was idling in a no parking zone, Harry behind the wheel. Paul sat in the passenger seat, rather disgruntled that Harry was driving.

We hurried to get in, bags on all of our laps and Paul handed each of us a security pass.

"Get your camera ready, Jay. Tour starts now." He said with a grin.

30minutes later-

In the Airport-

We went straight from security to a little side hall off the main gates.

"Where are we going?" I didn't like the enclosed space, the quick pace. Or the officer leading us. Police and such just don't sit well with me.

Probably where I'm from has something to do with it. We were constantly told to avoid anyone who could lock us up.

Or anyone who could help us.

Liam glanced back at me, surprised, "What do you mean?"

"I mean why aren't we going to a gate? I've only flown once, and what I remember is you get on out there!" I pointed to where we passed a hall leading to the gates.

Zayn chuckled, "Oh, Jay, we can't take regular air travel anymore. Last time we tried, they had to close half the airport."

"What do you mean?"

"Jay," Niall spoke up, "Look through the window up ahead."

Ahead of us in the hallway there was a large window showing the outside of the airport. I looked through it...

And almost froze in shock.

"H-How do they do that?!" I gasped, "How did t-they know?"

Harry laughed and Liam answered, "Our fans are better then MI-6. Of course they knew where we would be."