sunburn ; harry styles

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It was midnight. I was alone. At an airport. What is a fragile 19 year old doing at the airport when she really should be asleep at home?

I boarded onto my plane, taking a seat right next to the window. I looked out, seeing little flickers of the city lights. I wasn't really going to miss it, but one last look of my hometown is good enough. I sighed, looking away. This was what I had to do. I adjusted myself into the seat, just in time to see a boy and a girl take the empty two seats next to me. Neither of them looked tired, even though they were boarding a plane at midnight. Everyone else on this plane was knocked out. A middle aged woman followed behind the pair.

"Adalyn, sit back here. That girl probably wants to be alone," the woman said, stopping to speak to her daughter.

The blue eyed girl shook her head, turning to me. "She seems lonely. I'm staying here with her."

The shock I was feeling didn't show, but I felt it in my heart. I did want to be alone, but knowing that a random girl on a plane wanted to sit with me warmed and soothed me. The middle aged woman shook her head, her eyes narrowing to me. I looked helplessly at her, nodding, giving her a signal that it was alright. She sighed, giving up, sitting in the row behind us. I leaned my forehead against the window, thinking about how excited I was to begin something new. To leave all the bad bullshit memories I had created here. My thoughts were interrupted with the feeling of floating, and that's when I realized we were in the air. I didn't even notice when we had taken off. I snapped out of it and turned over to my left, to check if both the boy and girl were still with me. And for sure, they were. The blue eyed boy was on his Mac computer, earbuds plugged in. The girl had her earbuds in as well, but instead she was on her phone. I must've been staring too long, because she noticed my gaze. She peered up from her phone, and locked it, peeling her earbuds out of her ears.

"Oops, sorry I haven't talked to you. I thought you might've needed some alone time. You looked really deep in thought," the blue eyed girl gave me a small smile, turning herself in my direction to face me. "I'm Adalyn."

"I'm Layla," I replied, not sure what to do. I leaned over a little, to get a gander of the boy beside her. She noticed.

"Oh, yeah, that's my brother," Adalyn rolled her eyes. "His name is Brandon." The boy seemed to be alerted at the sound of his name, so he quickly extracted the earbuds from his ears. He faced both of us, his big blue eyes bulging out of his head. His eyes were just like Adalyn's.

"Oh yeah sorry," he muttered apologetically, holding out his hand formally. I shook it slowly, stupidly beaming while doing so. "Sorry if Adalyn annoys you, it was her idea to come over here. She saw you alone and wanted to make friends since we might be on this plane for a while."

I chortled, spotting the expression the girl now had on her face. Once the girl noticed me snickering, she laughed along.

"It's not my fault I'm kind," she murmured, now sitting cross legged to face me. "Ignore him. All he does is listen to Spotify and write songs and music. Not important, he'll be occupied. I wasn't going to be, I get bored so easily. Anyways, you're alone, all by yourself, at midnight on a plane to California. Where are your parents? Why are you alone?" Adalyn's eyebrows furrowed together. She swiveled her knotty hair around her finger, waiting for a response to escape my mouth. I absolutely adored this family. Her and her brother were both attractive, both hilarious. So far from what I've seen, they're both charming and amiable. I wish I had a family like this.

"It's kind of personal. Sorry," I groused, wishing I could spill my past to this girl, but I barely knew her at all and because of my family, friends, and boyfriend, I couldn't trust anyone. I was essentially running away from my problems. Which seemed very witty and unreasonable. It seemed wimpy and dumb, which is what I was, but I honestly had no other choice.