Friends? / A Romeo Beckham Fanfic

chapter 23

"Please fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing. Our estimated remaining time to the airport is 5 minutes."

Sitting in the same, cramped up seat for 22 hours really made my legs and neck really sore. I'm tempted to get out of my seat and stretch, but the flight attendants are walking up and down the aisles checking if we're seated. I tightly clutched my monogrammed Louis Vuitton bag, and reached for a Vogue magazine in the front seat pocket. I flicked through the pictures of models, but soon got bored. I was extremely excited to return back home and sleep in my bed. 

The plane had just touched down and was coming to a halt. People were reaching overhead and grabbing their suitcases and bags. I spent a few minutes stretching while an attendant grabbed my bags from overhead. I thanked him, and pulled out the suitcase handle. I proceeded to the plane's front exit where a cheerful woman flight attendant thanked us for choosing the airline. Since I had no idea where I was going, I just followed the huge crowd from our flight. Thankfully, it got me to the right place. I stood in front of the baggage carousel, waiting for my bags, while also trying to connect to the sucky airport wifi on my phone. One of my suitcases came up, and I reached out to grab it. It felt like 40 kilos, which is pretty much my weight. All I could do was drag it off the carousel, and the suitcase made an unpleasant thump onto the airport floor. Many elderly men and women as well as mothers and their children took a minute to stare at me. Oops?

"Ma'am, would you like any help?" a bulky security man grabbed the nearest luggage trolley and dumped my suitcase onto the bottom. Without asking for my answer, he asked me which suitcases were mine and took them off the slowly spinning carousel for me. I was probably standing their for 30 minutes, telling him which were mine, but also taking the time to look at the rainbow of suitcase colours spinning on the carousel. The sight was, what do the Tumblr girls say? Aesthetic.

"Here you go ma'am. Have a nice day!" I thanked the security man, pushing my trolley out of the baggage area. I followed a trail of people to the bright green arrival sign. I couldn't believe it. I'm finally home. I took in a deep breath, and pushed my trolley out and into the large arrival pickup area. People were exchanging hugs, some even crying. I waited for the crowd to clear up a bit and scanned the crowd for my mum.

"Jayde! Jayde, over here!" a few shouts attracted my attention. I turned my head and saw my mother holding up a cardboard sign, which she most likely cut from one of my shoeboxes. Beside her stood Kayden. I pushed the luggage trolley towards them. My mum took the luggage trolley from me.

"How much does all of this weigh? Oh honey, you must be dead under all that weight." I gave my mum a quick hug.

"Jaydey!" Kayden enveloped me in one of his bear hugs. He smelt of vanilla, like always. "I missed you so much!"

"Aw, you too Kay."

Kayden suddenly broke free of the hug.

"You better spill all the deets, okay? Gosh, don't tell me nothing fascinating happened. You stayed with the Beckhams! There's nothing better than that."

To be honest, London was great. But being home with my best friend; that couldn't compare.

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Hellooo!

I am so sorry for not updating, I've been kind of sick lately.

I hope you enjoy this chapter! I'll try and update more.