Save Your Life| l.t.

Chapter 9: New People, Old Routine

Sorry for the wait!  I got into a small argument with my mum on Saturday so I knew if I wrote with that state of mind, the story wouldn't progress how I wanted.  But on the bright side I made a twitter for story updates!  Follow @NeverEnoughLou_ on twitter and I'll tweet about the story there and on my tumblr which is secretrendezlous. Sorry for the wait!  Love you guys and please review and vote!  

UPDATE: this chapter seems like the hardest one for people to get through so just tough it out and you'll thank yourself.  Everyone who has made it past here has enjoyed it.  And let me know what made it hard to read. 

Anne POV

The plane slowly dips towards the New York runway, and I hold my coke in my hands tightly. My head phones are in and Niall is dozing off beside me. I hear the flight attendant come over the intercom stating we are approaching the airport in the next five minutes and we should all have our seat belts back on. I turn up my music and lean back into the comfortable seat. The attendant comes by and smiles kindly. I pull my headphones out and she speaks.

"Hello, the crew wanted to know if we could all get a picture with you." I blink and wrap my headphones up.

"With the boys?" I ask and she nods.

"Yes, and you as well." She says and I look at Niall, and push on his shoulder to attempt to wake him. He jumps a little then rolls towards me.

"Yeah?" He asks in a deep voice. If he wasn't my cousin I would love to hear that, and the girl next to me smiles larger.

"Sorry to interrupt your nap, but the plane lands soon, and the crew wanted to get a picture with you and the rest of the band." She states again. Niall nods and sits up taller.

"I don't mind ask the rest of the lads though." He states and the attendant smiles. Niall sighs when she leaves and grabs me hand. I look at him and he grumbles rubbing his face with his other hand.

"I hate landing." He mumbles and grips my hand tighter.

"Ear popping?" I ask and he nods simply. He squeezes my hand and then releases me to search for some gum and Motrin. I watch him and then feel a tap on my shoulder. I look behind me and see Louis laugh with Harry. I roll my eyes and he smirks. "Thanks Lou," I tease and he smiles at me.

"No problem love." He says and leans back. "When we land, stick with us, and hold onto someone. The fans are mental." He continues. I nod quietly. The plane tilts forward more and I grab my arm rest tightly. Niall grabs my arm and steadies me.

"Be careful." He says and I twist to sit right. The plane bumps and jerks as it lands. I grab Niall's arm on instinct; it's what mum and I always did. He looks at me for a moment before squeezing my arm.

"Hey, it'll be okay." He says and I laugh.

"Sorry, it's an automatic reflex." I say. He smiles at me. The intercom buzzes as it announces that we are allowed to leave the plane. I pull my bag out from the overhead compartment, slinging it over my shoulder. Liam groans as he stretches, and Zayn pulls his hair back into a ponytail. The flight crew comes over and takes their picture with the boys, and beg me to join in with them. I reluctantly do so and Harry and Louis pull me in between the two of them. After the attendants are happy with the photos Louis slides over to me and leans to whisper in my ear.

"It's going to be very loud, very quickly. Many girls will be screaming, mostly profane things at either us, or if they notice you, possibly you. Just stay with us, keep a hand on one of us all the time." He instructs. I nod and he grabs my wrist softly and slides his fingers down to mine. "If you don't mind." He says. I nod and he pulls me with him out of the plane. I take a deep breath and step onto the catwalk. The sound is echoing through the tunnel and we step out to see a horde of fan girls and blinding lights. They scream words I can't understand, some of the louder ones vulgar. They notice me and some of the girls cheer, and some shout hurtful things. I feel some of the meaner ones try to grab at my hair and clothes. I pull my backpack closer to me and move up next to Louis, instead of behind him. He places my hand on Niall's and he nods. Niall wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me with him. A covered Golf Cart is waiting for us and I slide into it while Harry ends up on my other side. The cart starts to move and the boys all start to talk and laugh together. I lean back into the seat and glance over my shoulder to see the horde of girls eagerly talking together and being quite loud.