*Sam’s POV*
A few days ago, my mom sent me a letter. All is well and the house is about half way done. They were living with Megan, my cousin who I left my horse, Jack with. Since my mom is a lawyer and my dad is a doctor, my family is used to expensive New York penthouses, not a farm. But in the enclosed letter were two plane tickets, with NEW YORK printed at the top. I never EXACTLY told her I was living with One Direction. I didn’t really want to scare her. I showed Niall the letter and he asked Simon if we all could go to New York. Simon agreed but I think it was because he wanted a vacation from us.
*On the plane*
As soon as we were up in the air, we started goofing off. I was trying to teach the boys how to play American football.
“TOUCH DOWN!” Harry shouts, slammed the ball on the floor, and started doing the sprinkler.
“No fair!” Lou pouts.
“Harry stop hogging the football!” Liam says.
“Fine,” Harry grumbles “Niall think fast!” He tosses the football and it hits Niall (A/N think of the Pepsi commercial).
“Owie!” Niall says as he sits up and rubs his shoulder.
“Foul on Harry!” Lou shouts “Foul!” Paul opens the door from the first class cabin, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
“Shesh, a lad can’t take a nap around here anymore,” he says and sees Niall on the floor.
“HARRY DID IT!” The boys exclaim.
“Oh nice lads! Even you Loui?!” Harry asks.
“Harry remember how you ratted me out before?” Lou smiles “Payback is a b*tch.”
“Harry what happened?” Paul asks.
“Well I MAYBE hit Niall with a football…” Harry shuts his eyes.
“Y’know it’s too early for this stuff. Julie you can take care of it!” Paul yawns and goes back to the cabin. Harry momentarily sighs, knowing Julie won’t go that hard on him.
“Corner!” Julie points to a little corner towards the end of the cabin.
“What?” Harry asks, trying not to giggle.
“Did I stutter? I said go to the corner!” Julie asks.
“C’mon he’s not three!” Lou chuckles. Julie shoots him a glare “but of course you can do whatever you want!” Lou squeaks.
“And what if I don’t want to?” Harry smirks.
“I’m sorry did I use the words ‘if it please your royal a*s?’” Julie smirks back.
“Burn!” we all say.
“Well maybe I’m a grown man who doesn’t stand in corners like he’s three!” Harry smiles. I know Julie was just playing at first but I would be ticked off too if Harry did that to me. Julie grabs a fist full of Harry’s curls and drags him over to the corner and orders him to sit.
“Well we can see who’s the dominant one here,” Lou whispers.
“What was that Loui?” Julie calls, not taking her eyes off of Harry.
“Umm… Nothing!” Loui calls. Harry looks up at Julie and, as an attempt to get out of the corner, gave her the best puppy eyes he could come up with.
“Can I pwease come out of the cowner?” he asks.
“Nope!” she says, trying not to chuckle.
