''Yeah, i'm at the airport,'' i giggled into the phone, ''No shit sherlock, i can literally hear all the people complaining about delays,'' N1ghtmare pointed out, although i could sense a hint of sarcasm. I'd called them to have time go faster, and we'd been talking for about an hour, when ''everyone flying on british airlines seats 1-35, please make your way towards gate 4,'' sounded over the speakers. ''That's me, gotta go, i'll see you in America!'' I grabbed my bag and swung it over my shoulder, as i ended the VC with N1ghtmare. I slowly started making my way towards the gate, feeling the anxiety quickly building up with each step. I'd never been much of a flyer, being god knows how far up above the ground, in a metal death machine, for multiple hours scared me shitless. I looked down at my bag. Honestly seriously thought about bolting out of the airport, when i felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. ''Boarding pass please, sir?'' A kind lady asked me. I looked up at her, shaking, and reached into my pocket to grab my boarding pass. Almost jumped out of my skin when i didn't find it the second i stuck my hand in, but a bit of searching later i finally found it. ''Uh... H..Here you go,'' i stuttered, handing her the boarding pass.
''Not much of a flyer, huh?'' She asked me, as she scanned my boarding pass. ''Not really, it scares me to death, to be honest.'' I mumbled, as she handed back my boarding pass. ''Well, i wish you good luck, and a good journey, and i guarantee you that we will depart and land very safely.'' I felt a bit of the fear lift off my shoulders, and i quickly thanked her, before going to board the plane.
''Uhm, excuse me!'' I heard a voice behind me, and turned around to look down at a rather short, blonde lady with black glasses. ''Yeah?'' I asked her. She cleared her throat, seeming rather intimidated by my unusual height, adjusted her jacket and said in a rather annoyed tone, ''You're sitting in my seat!'' Rather surprised, but also pretty confused, i politely asked her what seat she was in. ''32A.'' She replied flatly. ''That's all the way in the back of the plane. This is first class, ma'am...'' I said. About to say something, but interupted by a flight attendant that had overheard the conversation, the lady was escorted to her seat, and i was left to sit in my first class window seat in peace. That interaction had really spiked my anxiety, and i quickly took a puff from my inhaler, before turning on a Sam and Colby video to watch. I was a huge fan, and they'd been a part of my life for as long as i could remember. I still remembered when they actively made Samantha and Colleen videos. I drifted away into my own thoughts, just after their usual ''whats up guys, it's Sam and Colby, and today...'' It felt so nostalgic, it'd been a while since i'd watched one of their videos.
I snapped back out of it as the entire plane started to shake. Not a lot, just lightly, although i could very clearly tell it was in motion. I felt my breathing quicken, turning my head to look out the window. The plane was quickly gaining speed down the runway, and i looked over at the SNC video to determine how long it'd been. 30 minutes?? Already? My hands clenched around the armrests, fear surged through my body like a wave, and i felt it getting harder and harder to breathe. I was drifting into a panic attack, although quickly pulled out my phone and found my guided breathing gif i'd saved on discord. Nothing helped. My chest was tight, i could barely breathe, as the plane quickly approached the end of the runway. ''Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck...'' I mumbled as the plane lifted off.
Forcing myself to relax, i focused on the SNC video playing on the screen infront of me. ''Our unexplainable night at Cresent Hotel (w/ KallMeKris and CelinaSpookyBoo),'' it was one of my comfort videos, an hour, 1 minute and 59 seconds of paranormal investigation with my 4 favorite YouTubers was just what i needed at the current moment. Even though i hated like 50% of the fans, because they either hated Sam, shipped Colby with every girl he's seen with, or is a Solby enjoyer, i still loved the channel, and just avoided the comment section, fanfics, fanposts and fangirls. The boys were literally 27, and most of the people fangirling over them, were between 10 and 16. I leaned back in my seat, closing my eyes and listening to the YouTubers voices, as they were talking about the history of the Cresent Hotel. It was oddly comforting, i liked the sound of their voices.
I felt myself slowly drifting into sleep, the sounds around me and Sam and Colbys voices fading away as i zoned out, eyes closed. The gentle swaying of the airplane, along with a slight humming of the engine calmed me down, and i let my muscles relax. Exhaustion, along with excitement surged through me, as i started feeling way better than I was just a moment ago.
I felt myself drift back out of the half asleep, half awake state, and i looked around. Not sure of exactly how long i was zoned out for, i checked my watch. 4 fucking hours had passed, and although that sounded like a lot, there was still about 6 and a half hours left before landing. I let my shoulders drop, as i let out a long sigh. N1ghtmare, the host of the meetup, didn't bother telling me, Set or Luz what the plans for the 3 months were. I was hella curious, but didn't dare to ask incase they'd been planning a surprise or something of that sort. All we knew was that we were going to stay in a 4 and a half star hotel in Las Vegas, and that's about it. All 4 of us were meeting at North Las Vegas Airport, where we're being picked up by a car and driven to our hotel, where we're staying for a single night, before going to the apartment we've rented for 3 and a half months. I recited all of our plans in my head, trying to make the time go by a bit faster. At least, the plans N1ghtmare had told us, however we knew nothing more than that.
Hello! That is the end of chapter 4, i hope you like it, again, huge credits to @SpencerLikesClouds for inspo, if you haven't make sure to check out their book, Transboo, and the sequel, Transboo | Sequel, it is absolutely amazing!
Make sure to stay hydrated and well fed, and bind safely if you bind, and i'll see you in the next chapter!

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FanfictionAngel Evans, 24, still living at home with his mother, Sarah Evans, father, Richard Evans, and 2 brothers, Liam and Ethan Evans. He was happy with the life he lived, he streamed on Twitch, uploaded on Youtube, and he absolutely loved. But after 5th...