I'm Different [One Direction]

Chapter 2: The Boy & My Phone

As I sat at my uncomfortable seat at the airplane, I couldn't help but wonder why that man was looking at me like that. I've never seen him in my life, a face as creepy as that couldn't be forgotten.

I took my iPhone from my bag and pressed play.

Fix A Heart by Demi Lovato came on.

I don't remember putting that song in my library... I suppose I did but I can't remember.

I rested my head by the window. Suddenly falling into deep sleep.

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I'm gonna love you like I've never been broken.

My eyelids fluttered open.

I looked at my surroundings. It was dark, it was odd for an airplane to be dark.

I looked around and I noticed a girl, about my age, flirting with a boy. A real bad flirt may I add.

"So where are the other boys?"- Flirt Girl said. That was my new name for her, Flirt Girl. Even though she's horrible at it, she tries her best I guess.

It really entertaining to watch the girl flirt with the boy.

Suddenly I felt the urge to pee. "Shoot"- I whispered, I couldn't hold it anymore. Oh gosh, I hope I don't pee myself.

I stood up and slowly walked up to the restroom. I wasn't worried about my things, I had my iPhone with me and my bag only had 'personal' things. Which is not really a worry if it gets robbed.

As I was walking I heard Flirt Girl squeal. The boy whom she was flirting with, covered his ears. Ha ha, not so good now Flirt Girl are ya?

I looked over to the boy to see why she was flirting with him. His hair was slightly curly and it looked like he was trying to make it in a quiff. I mentally laughed. What boys do to impress girls.

To me his hair looked a little over the top, I mean, why doesn't he get a hair cut? Doesn't he sweat or doesn't it bother him to fix it every few minutes? Aside from that, it looked really soft...

Why the heck am I talking about a dude's hair?

It's a no no for any boys. I'm not planning on dating anybody until I'm 77.

I quickly did my business and exited the tiny restroom.

As I was exciting, I bumped into something.

"Ouch."

"Sorry! I didn't see ya there..." I said apologetically.

"It's okay, don't worry. I was standing in the way anyways." It's the boy who Flirt Girl was with. 

I noticed he had an accent. Kewlness

I walked away without saying another word. I looked back and noticed he looked dumbfounded.

He was extremely cute. Oh gosh, he was beyond cute. He was adorable. His eyeeeeees! Nononononono.

He's cute, just that. He looks like a douche. He probably is.

I sinked into my seat. I looked for my iPhone and noticed it wasn't in my pocket.

"Shit." I murmured.

It was in my pocket last time I checked it.

Not kewl. I lost my phone and I wasn't even at Ireland yet.

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Just imagine Zayn being Tiana & that's kinda how they crashed. ----->