The Flight (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

 Delilah's POV

"Good morning ladies and gentleman and welcome to Emirates airplane. We will be taking off in just ten minuets so please put on your seat belts and wait for the air hostesses to guide you through what to do in an emergency situation. If you have any questions please feel free to ask the people in the cabin crew. We hope you enjoy your flight and we will let you know any further information. Thank you." The lady spoke into the microphone.

I guess this is it.I'm actually leaving London after a very long time. I'm so tired I guess, I should sleep. No,I need to see us ascending into the sky, so I will save my little nap for later. After looking out of the window, I wondered where the boys were sitting, I slowly turned my head just to see Niall looking at me. Should I say hi? or just pretend I didn't see him. I don't want to come across as to clingy or as rude so I'll just smile. He smiled back.

The plane was moving now, and I didnt even realise because of the warm smile Niall just gave me. The plane was finally on its correct lane and was getting faster and faster and eventually it's massive wheels were now off the ground. I hate this weird feeling you get in your stomach, I dont even know what it is i cant even describe it. I think it was turbulance causing this   melanie use to tell me.

After we were stable in the air,atleast thats what it felt like, the lights for belt above the seats were off, meaning that now we were able to move around the plane.  I am already bored and we've only been on the plane for about 20 minuets. 

"Heyy Delilah, come over here!" Harry practically yelled at me. God he has a VERY loud voice.              " Are you sure? I don't want to be a distruption, I mean don't feel sorry for me because I'm sitting alone"                                                                                                                                                                         "Don't be silly Delilah. Come here now!" Liam ordered. Guess I had no choice or they would come over here. So I slowly released my self from my seatbelt, still not sure if it is safe but I get up anyways, and walked towards the boys holding on top of the empty seats, to help me balance. As soon as I got there the boys all shuffled to give me space to sit. I smiled at their kindness. I was now sitting in between Harry and Zayn. and the other boys were sitting infront of me facing towards me. These plane seats were different, it was designed as if it was made for a group of friends.

" Delilah, do you go to University or do you work?" Zayn asked. "Well, I go University and I also work part-time to help out my mum. " They all nodded at the same time, as if they understood someting.   "How old are you?" Louis asked. "I'm 18, but I'll be19 on May the 10th" I answered. They were trying to get to know me and I appreciate that, I personally would not like to hang out with a stranger myself.

"Where do you live in England?" Liam asked. "I live in London. I was born and raised there"                 "London's quite...big" Harry said, hoping he would sound interesting, but all he got was strange looks from all of us and a "loud" laugh from me. I realised I was loud and covered my mouth with my hands. Shit Delilah, why laugh so loud? Surprisingly, this time the boys had a laughing attack. 

"That was so cute!" Niall managed to speak in between his laughter. OMG! he just calmed me cute. CUTE. breathe, breathe. Niall then realised that he just said his thought out  loud and his face turned into  a deep shade of red. Aww, this time he was cute I just wanted to pinch his cheeks, but I will not do that. I just had to pretend I didn't hear.

"Who did you  say your friends were and have you got a picture of them I would love to see your friends." Harry said with a cheeky smile on his face and I swear I just saw his eyebrows move up and down. Weird, but I think I know what his trying to do. Cheeky Harry. But I did anyways, how can I resist that  smile of his with dimples popping out on each of his cheeks. Gosh his smile is to die for.